bipolar baby/mid90s

Mother.

Stevie had eventually gotten in trouble for going to the party. Ian had told on him. Luckily Ian kept cover for me, I honestly didn't feel bad about Stevie getting in trouble because he's only thirteen. He's just a kid. He doesn't need to fuck up like I did at that age. 

I sat next to Ray in the shop and Fuckshit sat on the other side of him. Me and him eventually made up but we aren't as good of friends anymore. I wish I saw how bad he was for me before. I hate how I liked him, loved him even. I love them both, Ray and Fuckshit. But one, you can't have both, and two, why should I even love someone who doesn't love me back and just wants to use me for sex and drugs. It makes no sense. I'm getting better now, and I finally knew what to do. Let him go. 

We were all talking when we heard the bell to the door ring. I don't know what this was about seeing that the sign on the door said we were closed. Until-

"Hey! Fuck ass!" Oh shit. Mom. We all looked to her. "Listen to me you do not give my son alcohol. Even my fucking daughter a matter of fact. Y/n get the fuck up were leaving." I furrowed my brows at my mother. She's never been there for us and now she's playing mom. Fuck that.

"No." 

"Excuse me? Y/n get the fuck up right now. I am your mother, and you will listen to what I say do you hear me?" 

"I heard you but I'm not listening. I'm not getting up and going with you. You've never been there for me and now you want to play fucking mom? No. Get the fuck out of our store and leave me the fuck alone." I get up and go to the back where we skate around while we're on our breaks. I sit down against the wall and breathe out heavily. I needed to calm down. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall. A few minutes later I felt someone sit next to me, I opened my eyes, and then I saw it was Stevie. I look down at him and as he looks up at me tears start to form. He leans his head against my shoulder and I wrap my arms around him. "I'm sorry..." He wept. I start to cry as well. I kiss the top of his head. "It's okay Stevie. It's okay. I'm always here for you I promise. I love you so much." "I love you too..."