What do you mean finally leaving your mom?
                              
                              Tell us about the Evil mother. Please tell us now. TELL US!!!!
                              I wouldn't describe my mom as evil...
                              Just really, really, REALLY strict.
                              And rude to a lot of people.
                              
                              Whee.
                              I don't really know how to describe her.
                              Genevieve Solace
                              Age I-don't-know-or-care
                              Shoulder-length brown hair.
                              Blue eyes (That's where I got them.)
                              Tall (Got that too.)
                              
                              Pretty much your average Jane. 
                              
                              
                              
                              Haha I wish.
                              See,  she had me when she was maybe eighteen, and(obviously) she and my dad were never married. Problem: She's a freakishly strict Catholic. So kids-before-marriage is a big no-no.
                              Abortion wasn't an option either. (Or I wouldn't be here.)
                              So her solution? Try and guess.
                              a) Put me up for adoption
                              b) Treat me like dirt
                              c) Pretend I was a normal child and love me like one
                              
                              She chose option b.
                              Great mom, right?
                              Not.
                              My life was total crap most of the time.
                              And then there was church...
                              I got dragged to church every Sunday, most Saturdays, and a whole host of other days because of the Feast of Some Random Saint Nobody Cares About.
                              And then I left.
                              And met Nico.
                              And now I can't go back. Partially because I don't want to, but mostly because she hates gay people. (Me)
                              There you go!
                              
                              
                                      
                                          
                                   
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