Simon had offered to walk me home that night. When we reached my front porch he said "ve" I turned "yeah?" And before I knew what was happening he kissed me. Shocked I felt my face heat up. "See you later" he said looking mischievous. "B-bye" I stuttered. Breathlessly I opened the front door to find 16 empty beer cans littering the ground and counter . Cautiously I walked into the kitchen. And there was my mother sitting in her drunken world. "There you are" she slirred lazily. "So where the hell were you?" "The woods" I almost whispered. Slowly she stood up walked acrossed the room and said "your a good for nothing bitch" Then my mother did something she had never done before she hit her. Smirking my mother strolled out of the room. Tears flowing down my cheeks I walked to the bathroom. Great a busted lip, how am I going to explain this to the guidance counsler.
