My baby

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Damn I really hate being the oldest out of all my siblings.

" I told you not to even go in her room anyway. You should've just let me do your hair from the beginning. Now, we're both about to be late because, of you. I swear, you get on my fucking nerves sometimes. " I sighed.

I feel like I have to do everything around here. Shit isn't fair at all.

" Y'all better take your asses to school. That shit goes for you too, Alyssa. " I heard my mother yell out.

" Damn, Hailey. See, you already got her drunk ass started. Now, she's about to come down here now. " I said.

" Alyssa, I know you heard me. Don't be fucking ignoring me and shit. Thinking you grown because, you're not. " She told me.

" Yes, ma'am. We're about to go now. Hailey, go and put on your jacket now so, we can go. " I explained.

I heard my mom go back into her bedroom closing the door behind her, probably back to sleep. I didn't know why I was surprised she actually came outside of her door. When Hailey got her jacket and her backpack. We had both walked out the door.

" Give me your hand. We're about to cross the street. " I said.

" Okay. " She said.

Before I stepped out into the street, I made sure to look both ways to see if it was clear first. Once we had gotten across, I let Hailey walk the rest of the walk to school. Which wasn't so far away that I still couldn't watch her from a distance.

I didn't really feel like going to school today. Maybe I should go anyway and sit through a few classes and I'll probably skip around fourth period since, it's too early in the day to actually do anything fun yet. I had turned on my phone not realizing the amount of missed of calls and unanswered text messages that I had gotten from my boyfriend, Tyler.

I sighed thinking about how I had just fucked up and realizing that I could only hide my pregnancy for so long. I didn't tell anyone else except for my best friend, Jane. She thinks that I should tell my boyfriend because, she claims that he deserves to know and that I shouldn't have to go through this alone. But, what if he wants nothing to do with me anymore after this? I will probably just end up like my mom, depressed and a functioning alcoholic.

I walked the rest of the way to school, not really giving a fuck if I was late or not to my first period class. I had other shit on my mind at this point. Before I had got a chance to walk into the classroom, the teacher had wanted to speak with me outside in the hallway. I figured it was probably because, she couldn't call my mom due to our phone being cut off. My mom was so fucking irresponsible sometimes.

" Is everything alright at home? You haven't been here in a little over a month and I've just been concerned about you. " Mrs. Jones asked me.

" Yes. " I lied.

" I don't know if I can believe that you're telling me the truth right now because, I hadn't been able to schedule a time where I can speak with your mom about you being absent so much. I can't give you a test if you're hardly ever present." She explained.

" I told you that our phone had gotten cut off and I don't really know when it will get turned back on. " I said.

" This is getting ridiculous. You told me this same exact story the last time I spoke with you. Do you not care if you graduate? " She asked me.

I didn't answer her.

" Alyssa, I had asked you a question. " She asked me once again.

" Fuck off. " I said walking off from her, not caring if she heard me or not.