I Will Carry You

Intro

Eloise's pov
"Can you be a little quieter?"
"NO I WILL NOT BE QUIET ELOISE, YOU ARE AN IGNORANT LITTLE BITCH"
"Mom the neighbors can hear!" I cried as I saw my neighbor Andy looking at me through the window by his house.
"Does it look like I care?" By this point I swore my mom was about ready to pull out my hair. I didn't know what else to say so I just looked at her pitch red face.
"Just go into your room!" I didn't even hesitate. I walked quickly passed her and ran into my room. I dove into my soft bed. I should just stay here for the rest of the summer. I look in the mirror and wipe away all of the eyeliner and mascara that has ran down my face. Ever since my dad left my mom blames me for everthing. Its not my fault that dad had enough of her shit. I just wish he would have brought me along. I still remember I was on my front lawn crying, screaming, begging for him not to go inside that taxi. Andy was out on his porch and witnessed the whole thing. I haven't met Andy yet even though I have been living here for years, I just never had the guts to introduce myself after everthing he has seen my family through. I wished that when I was on my front lawn watching my dad go away in the taxi, Andy would have been there by my side. But like I said I don't even know him so yea. I finally got enough courage to go out of my room. I really have to pee. I walk to the bathroom but before I go my mom screams my name.
"ELOISE GET YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN HERE!" Great. I go in the kitchen to see my mom surrounded by pans.
"CLEAN THIS UP"
"ok ok calm down."
"YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" She raised her hand about ready to hit me but I ran to the front door and opened ready to run out. She grabbed my arm.
"YOU WANNA RUN AWAY, GO AHEAD" She put both of her hands on my shoulders and shoved me out the door. I fell and slid across the concrete. My side was burning like crazy. The side of my arm was bloody. Tears crowded my eyes. And again, Andy was on his porch, watching. I got myself off of the ground and ran. I don't even care where. I was just done. Done with getting hurt, done with my mom bitching at me, and done with my life all together. Now I know exactly where I am running too.