We were having a going away party, I was leaving for LA tomorrow. My mom invited everyone. My friends, family, work friends, teachers. Everyone she could think of. I had just graduated high school. I turned down my scholarship to college and all the acceptance letters. I was doing online.
I was talking to my moms friends about LA. When my mom drank she would get crazy. I saw my mom stumble into the living room.
"Hey mom are you ok" I asked.
"Shut up" she said. I laughed a little bit wanting to not make a scene.
"Maybe you should sit down" I said.
"Maybe you should actually go to college instead of moving to California with your boyfriend. Your a disgrace to this family. I regret having a second kid. He doesn't love you. Nobody loves you. Nobody will ever love you" she yelled. Cameron was only 3 years older than me. I was 18 and he was 20.
"You don't mean that" I said.
"But I do. I hate you. Everything I've ever said to you I meant. You mean nothing to this family. When you leave. Your not aloud to step foot in this house. Ever. Filthy Whore" she said. I looked around the room. Everyone was staring at my mom. I hadn't realized I was crying until i saw it splash onto the ground. I got my keys off the counter and ran out of the room. I drove away from my house. The tears still fell out of my eyes.
I made my way down the soft sand that was still warm from the glowing sun that was setting beyond the water. I climbed into a lifeguard stand. I pulled my phone out calling my boyfriend.
"Hello" he answered cheery.
"Cameron" I cried.
"Baby what's wrong" he asked. I didn't answer. It was a mistake to call him. I ended the phone call.
remember my brother screaming my name as I ran out of the house. I remember everything she said. I needed cameron to hold me in his arms and tell me everything she said wasn't true.. Even though it was. I wanted to be able to stay strong in front of him while telling him the story of how my mom ruined my life and shattered my heart.
Cameron kept texting me. Asking what was wrong. I couldn't tell him yet.
A/n:
Hey guys so I'm thinking about making this into a fanfic. I have ideas for it and some of you may like it. It's gonna have a few things about depression BUT NOT ALOT. If you all would be interested just vote, comment, or DM me💘
Thank you guys for reading.
I won't publish it until I finish bullied out of Magcon. SO SORRY I have not updated. I am very soon. But I'm also ending it very soon.
I love you guys. Tell me what you think. (Nash and some of the other guys will play big parts in the story)
