How Chaos Begins

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by RedMarkerSimp

by RedMarkerSimp

WARNING: MATURE THEMES

She's dead. The phone call told me so. The police told me so. The news told me so. How? How could she be dead? How could her cause of death be suicide? She would never do that. I should know, I'm her daughter.

It was only last night when she was alive. It seemed like just any regular school night. I get home from school at 3:40 pm and procrastinate doing homework by playing games, binge watching a show, or facetiming my friends. Then at 7 pm, an hour before my mom comes home I start my homework. Then at 8 pm she comes home from work, asks if I've eaten and tells me to complete all of my schoolwork. Once she's fulfilled her task at being a "mother", she gets dressed up in revealing outfits and leaves to go clubbing. She doesn't usually come home until 4 am (which I assume is after she hooks up with someone). It's been like this since the dawn of time. Since 5th grade I've been home alone every school night and exchange 2-3 words with my mom. However, I was given more attention on the weekends. Depending on how manic my mom was, I would either have a time of my life or get so overwhelmingly upset with her. My life was pretty predictable though. Chaoticly fun or upestting weekends and one absent mom weekdays. However, one night I didn't get woken up her drunken foot steps. Instead I got a call from University Hospital claiming that I just lost my mother a great fall off of building. They said she committed suicide, but my mom wasn't like that. Sure, she was a crazy bipolar bitch but not the kind of bipolar to take your own life. Or maybe I'm wrong. I don't know anymore. Maybe I just missed the signs. I swear she was never like that but the police had security footage of her jumping off of the building on her own so I guess I'm wrong.