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We're getting ready to go back to LA when Mom starts to get a little frustrated. I know it's probably still withdrawals, but it bothers me.

"Well?" Mom asks a little snappy making me sigh.

"What?" I ask as I fold my clothes and Mom rolls her eyes.

"Did you find my car keys?" Mom asks roughly as I shake my head.

"No, I didn't. I was busy packing so I can go home." I snap back making Mom scoff.

"Fuck you." Mom hisses making my heart hurt slightly as she storms away.

"You know, one of these times you're gonna say it and not be able to take it back!" I call out making Mom stop at the top of the stairs.

"I don't care!" Mom yells as she throws her hands in the air.

"I'm so glad I'm leaving." I mumble making Mom turn to look at me.

"What did you just say?" Mom snaps as I throw my messily folded shirt in my bag.

"I'm so glad I'm leaving!" I yell back as I grab the rest of my stuff and throw it in my bag trying to finish packing as soon as possible.

"Oh yeah cause it's so fucking horrible here!" Mom screams as I nod.

"Yeah it fucking is! You're so hot and cold with your withdraws! I'm sorry, I want to be supportive, but I can't with you screaming at me all the time like you used to!" I yell back feeling all my anger bubble up, knowing I shouldn't let it.

"I'm hot and cold? You're the one all hot and cold with me! Annoyed cause you were away on tour and I needed you around!" Mom screams making me laugh bitterly.

"You think I didn't need you my whole fucking life? I went through my whole life with a junkie mother! You know I don't like yelling and screaming and swearing at you, but you're not fucking listening to me!" I yell as I feel my throat burn from anger.

"Oh yeah I was such a horrible mother to you!" Mom yells as I drop my arms to my side.

"Yes you were! I've been taking care of you since I was 7 years old! You have a chance to restart with Chris, don't fuck that up either!" I scream as I grab my phone and my bag and rush past her down the stairs. 

"Fuck you, Luna! I mean that!" Mom screams as I nod, annoyance coming through in full force.

"Yeah whatever fuck me cause I want to help you! I'm not coming back for awhile until you smarten up, Mom! And if you don't, I'm taking Chris, and you know I'm fucking serious!" I scream as Mom stands infront of me and I point at her to punctuate my threat.

"You can't take him!" Mom screams as her eyes tear.

"I love how you worry about him, but not me! Yeah he might be an actual baby, but you could at least pretend to care about me! I was always there for you, but that doesn't matter! Helping you when you OD on a daily basis and my fucking 13th birthday that I had to cancel! I have to be there to clean up your throw up when Dad had to leave for work! I was always there for you! So say fuck you one more time and I'm not coming back until I'm ready cause you can cry and beg me, but I won't be back!" I yell as my eyes start to tear.

Mom looks like she's biting her tongue so I scoff.

"Say it! I know you want to!" I scream as I throw my hands in the air and Ruby and Scrim stand up cutting in, looking concerned.

"Maybe you should just calm down a little." Ruby says softly seemling to try and calm me as I cut my eyes to look at him.

"I want to know if she'll say it." I say with quick sad and angry breathes as I turn back to Mom.