"Becca!" "Becca!" "BECCA!!" I groaned and rolled over. 7:30. What does this woman want at 7:30in the morning? "BECCA!" I sat up strait. "WHAT?!" "GET YOU BUTT OUT OF THAT BED AND GET DOWN HERE!!!" I sighed and rolled out of bed. I popped my back and stood up, walking strait into my bedroom door. "Shit." I mumbled. I opened it and walked into the kitchen. "What do you want?"
"I want you to sweep the floor like you were supposed to last night." I looked at the floor, there was nothing on it. "Why are you so worried about the floor?" She stopped pointing at the floor and sat down on the kitchen table. "Your father is coming over."
I sighed, great. Dad is coming over. He skipped out when i was two and never looked back. Now he feels bad because mom has lung cancer. "I'm going back to sleep." I told her. "Fine, but be up by 1:00." I didn't respond. I shut the door to my room and flopped down on the bed.
I'm 25 and still living with my mom, but i know the reason why. She has minor lung cancer and the doctor said she only has about a year left to live. I moved in to support her and to help out with anything she needs. I decided that since i was awake i might as well vlog for the day. I pulled out my phone and clicked record.
"Hey all of you people out there! I know it's early but i got woken by someone screaming." I looked pointedly at the door. "And i know i said i'll be able to upload that song today, but i won't get the chance to. I got behind on editing and have to finish up today. I better go do that right now. So have a wonderful day! BYEEEE!!"
I stopped recording and uploaded it to Youtube. I pulled out my computer and started editing my new song, stalked by a trash can. Then my mind started to fog up and my eyelids started to get heavy and i drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
I woke up to the sound of someone vacuuming, and checked the time. 1:30. Dad will be here soon. I walked downstairs and saw mom vacuuming. "Where's dad?" She stopped vacuuming and looked at me sadly. " He called and said he couldn't make it, that he did'nt want to. Said it will give him reminders." I looked at her strangely. "Reminders of what?" "He didn't say."
Well great, he bailed on us again. I'm going to Starbucks, want anything?" I pulled her out of some train of thought. "What? oh, uhh..no." If she looked depressed before, now she looks like she's about to jump off a fucking bridge. "Are you OK?" I asked. She nodded weakly. "Well.. i'm gonna go now, so don't do anything like getting your foot stuk in the vacuum." I said trying to lighten up the mood."Bye." I pulled out of the garage and drove away to Starbucks, starting to feel very sick.
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I hope you all like this so please comment if i should continue or abandon it :)
peace off!!
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