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𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛| ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀʀ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, ᴄʟɪꜰꜰʜᴀɴɢᴇʀ, ᴀɴɢsᴛ ⚠︎︎
𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝| 𝟾𝟷𝟺
𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚢| renee1814 , 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝! 𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 ꨄ

ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪs sɪxᴛᴇᴇɴ

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢| 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝
𝚈/𝙽 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎; 𝚈/𝙽 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚈/𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚖,𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎. 𝚈/𝙽, 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚈/𝙽 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚢.

𝗬/𝗡 𝗣•𝗢•𝗩
Quiet just plain quiet. Only the noise of the forks hitting the dinner plate was heard in this house, it was like she had nothing to say to me.

"𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝗺?" I asked finally striking up a conversation since dinner started

"𝗚𝗼𝗼𝗱" She replied dryly

I sigh at her disinterest in this conversation that just started.

"𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼?" I try again

"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘂𝘀𝘂𝗮𝗹" Dry 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯

I don't know why my mom does this, we used to be so close but the older I got the more distant she became. I love my mom but sometimes it feels like she doesn't love me back.

I finish my dinner quickly not wanting to be around her anymore since she 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 doesn't care to bond with her daughter.

"𝗜'𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗼 𝘂𝗽𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗱"

"𝗠'𝗸𝗮𝘆" She didn't even glance at me

"𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆...𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂"

"𝗡𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁" I feel a pressure in my chest tightening as tears fill up my eyes, she can't even say I love you

I run up the stairs to my room closing the door; locking it behind me, the tears that I was holding in were now flowing down my face as I try to quiet my sobs with my hand over my mouth. What am I doing wrong? Am I not a good daughter?

I cuddle up under the sheets wrapping my arms around my body to feel some sort of comfort. I cry and I cry and I cry some more until I tire myself out falling asleep just like I've been doing 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺.𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦.𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.

𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢 ★
I wake up to the sun shining brightly on my face, I quickly close the curtains since it was hurting my eyes and walk back to my bed. I check my phone seeing the time [𝟥:𝟦𝟫 𝗉𝗆], I paid no mind to it I don't see the point of getting out of bed or leaving this room if I'm just gonna be met with an unloving mom.

I scrolled through TikTok for about an hour until I was rudely interrupted by a knock on my door.

"𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻!"

"𝗜'𝗺 𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁?" 𝘞𝘰𝘸. I've been in my room all day and you don't even care to ask if I'm okay?

"𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁" I answered looking up at her and then back at my phone

"*𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝* 𝗬/𝗡 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝗮𝘁"

"𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁?" I questioned

"𝗕𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁." I was taken aback by her deadpan expression

"𝗜'𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲?!?" I feel the built up anger spreading through my body, how dare she say 𝘐'𝘮 the difficult one.

"𝗠𝗼𝗺 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜'𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗼𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗻! 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝗺 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂!"

"𝗬𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗬/𝗡! 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂! 𝗜 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲, 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀, 𝗳𝗼𝗼𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝘂𝘅𝘂𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲!"

"𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗺?! 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗜'𝗱 𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲. 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝗜 𝗮𝗺 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗱! 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲!" Not a word left her mouth

"𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿" I walk past her going downstairs; grabbing the car keys

"𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗬/𝗡?!"

I just kept walking while she screamed for me to come back, I get in the car turning it on and driving away to god knows where. I drove in silence trying to clear my mind but the quiet only made me overthink some more so I decided to play some music. I take my eyes off the road for one second to connect the Bluetooth to the car and the next thing I know I feel an agonizing pain and everything goes dark...

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚎 ✍︎︎
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