Fine Line

Part 2

BANG

BANG

BANG

I jolt awake

Holy freaking crap i'm being shot at. I raise my arms in front of my face to shield my money maker.

"YOU LITTLE FUCKING BITCH!"

My eyes finally focus on the crazy woman throwing all of my personal items out of my backpack around the room.

"Woahh let's keep it PG mommy." I say knowing Logan her five your old son is sleeping next door.

"WHERE IS IT?" she turns around to face me with a murderous look covering her face.

I sit all the way up on the bed and hug my knees to my chest as if that's going to protect me from her drunk self... she's hard to deal with in this state.

"Where is what?" I speak quietly hoping to calm her down.

"MY MONEY, YOU THIEF." She steps closer threateningly.

I shake my head, "I don't have your money, I don't have any money."

It's the truth that as much as I don't like being here I wouldn't steal from her or anyone. The money that I saved up from working I gave to Elli to keep safe for me.

"You're lying." She slurs

She stumbles over to the bed, I try to stabilize her as she starts to trip but she grabs a handful of my hair.

I let out a sharp gasp of pain, I try to get her to let go but she grabs onto more and pulls until I'm standing up from the bed.

Tears prick my eyes at the pain on my scalp. Jeez, why is she so strong?

She walks me, like i'm a dog, over to where all of my belongings are sprawled out on the ground

"Give. me. my. money"

"I don't have it." I practically growl getting fed up.

Before I can even process what's happening my head whips to the side, my cheek stinging from her force.

I place my hand over it letting out a sigh, I'm so tired of this. I try to blink away the tears that are pricking my eyes.

"OH DON'T BE A BABY NOW, YOU WANNA STEAL GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

She takes off leaving me alone in the room.

I wait until I hear her bedroom door slam shut

I kneel down on the ground and pick up a hoodie slipping it over my head and put my biggest sunglasses on my face so it covers up the red mark on my cheek from the ring on my Ex mommy's hand, then I stuff everything else on the ground back into my backpack.

Slinging my backpack over my shoulder I stroll out of the room. I look over at the door next to mine seeing noisy little Logan peeking his head through his bedroom door.

He opens the door fully seeing that it's me. I give him a small smile and kneel down to his height.

"Where are you going?" He whispers sadly and sniffles trying to hide that he's been crying.

I sigh and grab his hand. "I'm not welcome here anymore kiddo."

He shakes his head vigorously "Don't leave me please." He rushes out, tears start falling from his eyes.

"Hey hey hey, i'll miss you too little man but I can't stay, you knew I wasn't going to be here forever."

He sniffles, nodding his head, looking so sad. It sends a pang to my chest.