Savior

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*Mmm* came the sound as I took another spoon full of my cookie dough.

Woah, this stuff is really delicious.

I stared at the six buckets of Ben and Jerry's resting on the kitchen island infront of me. Four of them were empty as I had eaten them and now I was gobbling up the fifth one.

Well, yeah. I don't do this everyday it's just when I've done something wrong or am sad about something... I mean I have a nice body for a seventeen year old girl. Like kinda average, I guess. You know, I think there's a whole or some portal in my gut which takes the amount of food I eat somewhere else. Not that I'm skinny but that I eat like a hippo and still have that envious body. Anyway, back to my ice cream.

I could just eat this forever. Oh, God. Yumm.

As I enjoyed my not-so-long-lasting heaven, the main door opened. I scooted a little to the left so I could see out the kitchen when I noticed my very tired looking mom enter with her eyes towards the floor. Her purse hung on her left shoulder with some food bags in her hand, she held the door and car keys in the other hand. I quickly straightened up and continued eating. She shut the door without looking around and headed in the kitchen. Probably, to leave the food bags.

She entered and when her eyes drifted towards me she just stood there with a frown suddenly covering her tired face.

What? What's she mad about now? I didn't do anything. Wait. No no no no. The ice cream. She wasn't supposed to see that.

Way to go, Lexie.

 

There's only one thing left to save yourself. Run.

I slowly moved in my chair and was about to get off but my mom's anger filled voice froze me.

"Alexis Roe Sparks, you may not leave until you explain this." mom stated with a scary glare pulling out a chair and sitting opposite to where I was previously.

Great, she is definitely mad. Full names and moms shouldn't come together. Ever. They indicate trouble... So, just to lower my you-are-so-not-getting-out-of-this-one level, I quickly took the seat where I sat previously.

"I, uh, I was craving sweet, I guess." I suggested, sounding more like I was asking something.

She breathed out a huff and looked at me as if she could see right through me. Rolling her eyes for a second, she paused and she shut them firmly and asked, "What did you do, now?" With an obvious tone.

Wow, mom, you really have to be this judgemental, right?

"Well... I-I-I failedcalculus." I blurted out quickly because the sooner I said it, the easier it was. Actually, not easy, less hard.

"You what?! We worked so hard on this and you, you just don't care. I have been helping you with Calculus for so long but no, you can't bother working hard. Where is that lovely daughter who always got staright As? Oh yeah, she left a long time ago. This is your last school year and you need this. If you keep on failing like this I don't know what your future will bring. People said, you were destined to do great things. With grades like this, I think you won't even be able to fight an ant." yelled mom with her frown so tight that not even a sumo wrestler could break it.

Thanks, mom. You just to boosted my self-esteem to a new level. Note the sarcasm.

So, yeah, I USED to get ace every subject. But that was like two years ago. Why can't she just let go the past? And what does beating an ant even have to with grades? It's not like I fail every subject. I just failed another calculus test for the fifth time. My mom hired me a calculus teacher, too, to help me but I just can't. I still get As and Bs in some other subjects. But then again, she can't see the good stuff, right?

"It was just a class test, mom." I whispered

"No! I don't care, you're grounded until you get an A in Calculus." She yelled a little less louder than before.

What? She did not just do that. I'm not even sure about passing and she's talking about an A? Not fair.

Take a stand, you wuss.

Okay, then. "But, mom... that's so unfair. I'm trying, too. I'll try harder I promise. Please, don't ground me. Pretty please?"

Taking a stand and pleading is almost the same thing, okay.

"No. You have a Calculus test next week, right? Get an A, and you're free." She told, as she took off her coat with a glare showing that she didn't want me to talk anymore.

"Ughh, I wish dad was here!" I screamed and ran out of my the kitchen towards the stairs and into my room.

I know the mention of dad made her freeze but I just had to. I miss him so much. He was the best person I've ever known and I couldn't have imagined a day without him, but here I am, living every single day without him. I know she misses him, too, and tries her best to cover her emotions but she shouldn't use anger to do that.

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I sat in the sofa curled up, reading the letters my dad had written to me before he left us. Tears trickled down my cheeks, every word hurt like a spear straight through my heart. He was perfect. My mom has never been the same but she tries to, and me, I don't even try. I don't want to be the same. I don't want him to think that I've replaced him or anything like that because I can never do that. Not in a million light years.

I should go and apologize to mom because I know she's crying, too now. She has been so lonely since the past two years that I don't even know how she fakes those smiles. I have to apologize.

I headed towards the door putting the letters in the box my dad had got me for keeping my important stuff. I turned the door knob and pulled the door, on the other side was my mom holding the other door knob. Her nose was swelled and I know she had been crying.

We stared at each other for a few seconds when I said, "I'm so sorry." And so did she at the exact same time. Our lips curled into slight sad smiles and she pulled me into a hug crying.

Ladies and gentlemen, my mom.

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