My Teen Life

BFF Awaits

"Samantha Rose Brown get in here

right now!" I heard my mom instantly when I came inside. She didn't sound that happy...of course. I ran out of the house with guy after I yelled at her and my Aunt.

I slipped of my shoes and began walking to the living room. I tried to act as confident as I possibly could, but inside I was terrified.

I walked to the warm fuzzy carpet that was under the coffee table. I stood right there and looked at her 10ft away. Her eyes priced through mine, I could tell she was about to blow up.

"Sit down." Her mouth bolted out anger and her eyes squinted in dishornor. What was her problem? I didn't do anything that bad. Just screamed in her face and left. Okay maybe it was a little bad, but she'll get over it. I slowly sat down looking all over the room except for her because I knew she was giving me the evil eye.

"Explain yourself Missy." My head snapped towards her. Her eyes felt like they were staring into my soul, not sweet and wonderful like Brent does, but angry and disappointed.

"What?" I knew what she was talking about, but I didn't really want to talk about it.

"Explain." She said it slowly in a sassy way. I couldn't believe it, my mom was giving me sass.

"I have nothing to explain." I gave the sass back, while standing up and fixing my shorts. I was ready to leave to go to my room.

"Don't you dare give me that sass, and sit your ass down and explain." My mom looked like she was ready to slap me. I was actually getting really scared, but I wasn't going to show her.

"I don't have to." I didn't listen to her. I was still standing, in fact I was I was walking away.

"Samantha get back here." I heard her get off the couch and stand.

"No!" More sass came out of my mouth. I heard footsteps behind me. I was intaking that she was following me. Just when I reached the kitchen she grabbed my sholder and whipped me back to face her.

"TELL ME NOW!" She harshly slammed her hands on my sholders making her nails dig into me and screamed in my face. She shook my body back and forth almost breaking my head off. I official showed how scared I was. My eyes teared up when I widened them, my mouth hung low, and my body tried squirming to let her go.

"Mom stop, your hurting me." I watched her freak out. She looked like a she's gone insane. Tears came streaming down my eyes. She stopped yelling and calmed her face.

"Sweety, I-" She released her hands to give me a hug.

"Get away from me." I pushed back her arms a backed up, keeping my teared up eyes on her.

"I didn't mean-" She moved forward trying to come closer to me. Her face was drouping in sadness.

"You need help." I turned around and ran for the stairs. I didn't want to be around her, right after what she just did.

"Sammy I-" Her empathy wasn't working, she was scaring me.

"I HATE YOU!" I shouted as loud as I could as I ran up the stairs. I know that was harsh, but she mad me scared, angry, and terrified. Tears were now constantly running down my cheeks.

I ran straight for my room slamming the door shut and locking it. I flew for my neatly made bed. I wrapped my hands around my legs and settled my head on my knees. I was crying... again, but this time over a psycho I call my mom, not over a terrifying water ride.

I don't want to see her fake apologetic face again, not now, not ever. She lost her chance.

Now I have no one., I'm so alone in this world. What did I do to be treated like this? Why does everyone hate me? I only have one friend in this world: Megan and she's moving away soon. Brent probably being nice to me just because he wants me to get in bed with him. Dad is never here, he's always gone, on business trips. Mom could care less about me, the only thing she seems to do is yell.