chpt 2

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I fell asleep from exhaustion and crying all day, I woke up the whole house was quiet, I stand outside my mom's room

"Mom?" I wept, remembering what happened, I checked the time on my phone, and it read 2:43 am, "shit. " I spoke...

My mom responded after 3 minutes

"Can I come in?"

"Yea, you can jelly,"

"Yes, jelly?" My mom said," After I got comfortable on her bed, Jelly was my nickname since I was 5. She hasn't used it since I was 8

"I was just checking if you're okay?" I said while hugging her

A tear rolled down my cheek

"Don't worry about me," she said in her shaky voice, I've seen her eyes bloodshot red and puffy

She wiped the tears off my cheek

It killed me seeing her like this, so I left her room, walked to the kitchen, and started to clean

The 3 days old New Year party food

While I cleaned, I made food for my brothers and my mom

I was singing nicotine by pretty boy

"Don't tell me I'm addicted and I worry about my problems, but you know -"

Halfway through my singing, my brother Jose stormed into the kitchen "Angela shut up already. You sound like you're dying."

"Jose, I'm making your food shut up," I replied, He looked at the pan. I cooked ground beef with potatoes and vegetables. "Oh shit sorry"
He said with forgiveness

I chuckled

I heard my mom's door creek open

I saw my little brother's head pop out

"Hey Kane, are you hungry?" I said with confusion

"Yes, me hungry," he said sleepy, he has a problem with his speech but was getting better at it

I served myself and my brothers a plate
With ground beef and rice

A couple of days later, my Dad called

(Mija is a daughter in Spanish, btw!)

"Hey, mija," he said with a cheerfulness

I was disgusted. How can he act perfectly fine as if he didn't ruin the family

"Hey," I said with an attitude

"I heard the microwave broke wanna come to the store with me to buy a new one?"

"Fuck" I said in my head,

"Yea sure let me get ready" I replied not wanting to go

I put on green plaid pj pants and a white tank top

I heard his truck outside

I walk into my mom's room to say that I'm leaving

Right when I walked through she started yelling

"WHY IS HE HERE, I WANT HIM OUT"

"TELL HIM TO LEAVE OR I WILL KILL HIM AND HER"

"ANGELA LISTEN TO ME"

I stood in shock

I was scared of my mom

"Where is my mom this isn't her" what ran through my head trying to understand

I thought she was gonna hurt me

The way she looked

Her fierce eyes were with anger.

"Mom, I'm going with dad to get a microwave. I will be back in 1 hour," I said to her

"No, you can't go with him he's going to hurt," she said, crying

I was confused when she said that

"Mom, what do you mean?" I said, wondering why she would say that

My dad will never hurt me

"Mija.. your dad has been hitting me," she said with her shaky voice

"He would choke me raising me in the air,"

"What?.." I said with confusion

She showed me the bruises around her neck

I was shocked, looking at them

They covered most of her neck. She
could barely move

My dad texted, he broke the silence of me looking at my mom's bruises

I checked my phone
•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
(Dad) Hey, Mija, are you coming out?
(Me) Yes, in a minute
(Dad) Okay, I have a load in 3 hours so chop chop
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••"Mom I have to go I'm sorry"

"Please be careful. Call me if anything happens," she said while putting on her scarf on

I kissed her, then left

I got into the truck looking at my dad way differently now because of what my mom said to me

"Hey, mija," he said with a big grin

"Hi."

"Can we go now? I have plans later, " I said, not looking at him

"Yeah, sure,"

I was looking out the window, listening to a bad idea by a girl in red

We arrived at Lowes, the home of the dads, what I call it

"Alrighty mija, let's go find the microwaves," he said with confidence

I rolled my eyes

I followed my dad through Lowes

After wandering around Lowes, we found a microwave

My dad picked a microwave out without saying a word and went to go check out

I grabbed a bag of chip ahoys so he could pay

After he paid, we left

"Are you hungry, Mija? I bet mom didn't feed you, huh?"

"You don't get a too bad mouth, mom," I said, frustrated

He looked at me with his hazel eyes

"Okay, sorry," he said with an attitude

Who does he think he is?

That he can bad mouth my mom?!

Wasn't he the one that fucked up?

I wanted to open the car door and leave

I couldn't. we were on i4 the highway

I could if I wanted to die

And I do...

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