Queen Bitch's Adventures

Based on a True event

So basically, this story is about my friend PRYIA VASWABU!!! Not her actual name but y'all get the gist friend story blah blah blah. I should really learn no one gives a fuck about what I say. On with the story!
I started this over three months ago and I wish I finished this part because it just kills me to write it now. Because everything has changed.

Lauren's POV (expect salad later)

As usual it was a typical day. I woke up in a shit hole of mess and had to push a pile of mangos out of my way to get to the door. Salad got herself ready for school and left as usual and I spent the day alone at home. Having nothing better to do I decided to bake cookies and dance around the kitchen to Avril Lavigne music throughout the entire day. When Salad had got home from school, I decided to take a shower. However, turned out, this was the worst decision I've made in my life. When I came down stairs, Salad was sitting on the couch drinking a cup of coffee.
"Hello Lauren." She says taking another drink innocently.
"Hell no. This is too good to be true. What did you do?" I ask.
"Nothing." She shrugs. "I was just practicing my magic and accidentally turned those awful looking things in the kitchen into mangoes."
"HOW R00D!" I scream. Salad does a double take to check if I'm actually yelling. "THATS ONE STEP TOO FAR! YOU'RE A FRICKEN DEVIL! YOU HAVE NO RESPECT FOR ME AT ALL! WHY SHOULD YOU EVEN LIVE HERE? I DON'T ACT AS A MOTHER FIGURE FOR YOU AT ALL! IM JUST HERE FOR YOU TO MAKE A VICTIM!" I slap the coffee out of her clammy little hands onto the ground. The cup shatters and the coffee and parts of the mug scatter around the floor. "YOU CLEARLY HAVE NO VALUE FOR WHAT YOUR FATHER AND I DO FOR YOU SO YOU CAN JUST GO AHEAD AND GET OUT!" I point towards the door. Salad has no evident emotion on her face. She walks into the kitchen and picks up about 5 mangoes and leaves. She did it so calmly that she seemed unfazed. I wondered who I should call to tell them what had happened. And the common name popes to mind. Why not pebble? I picked up the phone and called and minutes later she came over. I opened the door let her in so we sat down in the living room.
"Where did Salad go? this is too quiet." She points out almost instantly.
"Well, she was being Salad like so I kicked her out." I said honestly. Pebble laughed.
"I can't imagine what she did to deserve that," she practically laughed her head off.

Salads POV

I didn't care. If I knew anything about my mother all I had to do was wander across town for about 6 hours and she'd take me back in and apologize. All I gotta do is wait around and do some stuff, I swung my bag back over my shoulder and took our my switch blade and took a run around town. I was heading to see my friend ash. I bribed him into giving me his switch blade for 10 pounds of "weed" but it was actually just shredded oak leaves. I searched for him at his box on the streets and quickly found him drinking some milk worshiping a statue of pebble who he was still hopelessly in love with.
"Sup," I said to him and e didn't even look away from his pebble statue. He said nothing back and I got impatient and yelled it.
"SUP!"
"Oh hiya Sally."  He said calling me by my dad's nickname for me. He said it turned out to be a mistake when I was born. That he and mom forgot to write a name on the birth certificate so Pebble was the one who ended up doing it so I was forever stuck with the name Salad. You have no idea how many kids would tell me I taste good or gross or blah blah blah blah. I didn't know how to react to Ash's behavior. He didn't say much so I just left. I was visiting my other dear friend. Beans the frog (BE PROUD MOMMA BE PROUD!!). However, after the sight or Beans and his wife making out I was pretty done. It easily 7 pm as I walked around town alone. I got bored so I sat down and began to carve my mango into a gorilla. I was really confused when I saw Sasukes car drive by. I stood up, dropped my mango on the ground and walked up to him.
"What do you want?" I asked as he pulled over.
"Just suggesting you get in the car before Lauren sends you dad out to search for you. And trust me that won't be fun." He says.
"She kicked me out where was I supposed to go?" I ask.
"Are you in the car or not, sal?" He sighs.
"Hell no." I throw a mango at his head and he picks it up and chucks it back at me but he misses. He drives off and I return to my mango sculpture.

Lauren's pov

Pebble and I sat fairly calmly in My living room. I mean considering I had just kicked Salad out. The moment Sean came home he noticed there was something wrong.
"Where the fuck is Salad?" He asks putting his stuff down to join pebble and I.
"I kicked her out for being a little rat who had no regard for authority." I said.
"Why would you do that?!" He asks shocked. "She's a 6 year old kid! I know she's undoubted fully a wanted criminal and a hell of a pain in the ass but she's a kid Lauren!"
"Whoops!" I laugh. "My bad!"
"I sent Sasuke out to search for her." Pebble says checking her phone. "Apparently she refused to get in the car."
"Oh grand." I say sarcastically.
"You're enjoying this aren't you?" Sean asks.
"Well a little." I admit.
"I think you're forgetting she's my kid too." He adds.
"Oh I know. I thought I was doing us both a favor." I shrug.
"Get in the car Lauren. Pebble stay to see if she comes back." Sean says.
"Wouldn't she have cam back already if she wanted to?" Pebble asks. Sean doesn't bother to answer and neither do I. We sit in the car in silence. Mostly because he didn't start a conversation and I was afraid if I said anything he'd be mad that I kicked Salad outta the house. I could practically taste the tension in the air and I didn't like it. When we saw our daughter she gave me a death look and stood atop a dead body. No longer stunned by the people she killed Sean got out of the car and began to talk to her while I stayed inside. Because I'm a weird person and I enjoy eavesdropping I attempted to listen to their conversation, or what I could hear of it. Salad started screaming about how she hated me and didn't want to go home blah blah blah and then Sean said something about me being her mother and she had to deal with me for her whole life anyway. Eventually salad gets her sorry ass in the car. Salad looked me straight in the eye and gave me the middle finger the entire ride home and shook her head very slowly in disapproval.
Ha! What a child!