What Is Left Behind

ONE

School started late for me this year.

Two weeks and two days.

Of course, I was given all my homework and extra credit papers to keep me up to date with everyone else in tenth grade. I did them. I don't think my brother Wells really cared for them much. He just threw baseballs at the net most days.

Our mom dropped us off that morning. She had insisted the night before at the dinner table. It was going to be the whole family, but our dad claimed he was called into the office early for a meeting.

The car ride was awkward. Mom and Wells in the front, while I sat in the back with my earbuds in. They were arguing up front about something Wells said. He was always in trouble with his words. Harsh with truth most times, but unnecessary every time.

"Alright, call me if you need anything." Our mom said once we were parked in the front of the school. "Take the bus home after practice."

"Like we have any other choice." Wells muttered, climbing out of the car and slamming the door.

I didn't see Wells at school after that.

"Are you going to talk with Coach Gavin about practice for this season?"

"Yeah. I'll just be a few minutes late." I spoke softer to my mom. "But I don't know if I will be able to play since I haven't been to any practices."

"Your coach would be a fool not to let you play. You are good and make sure you stick up for yourself. Don't put someone benefit before yours."

"Yes ma'am."

My mom looked back at me with exhausted eyes, "Alright, dear. Call if you need me."

"Bye mom."

"Bye Alison."

I got out of my mom's car and just as the door closed, she was pulling off the curve and she was gone.

My mom and I aren't closelike most mothers and daughters. I know she loves me, but lately it's been hardfor her. Not to love me, but to be a mother, I guess. They say everyone grievesin different ways.

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thanks for reading the first chapter! Look forward to more later!

*Rough Draft, somewhat edited*

-Jill <3