How has your morning been? Mine has been extravagant! Just after my second round of my new diet I am down almost fifteen pounds! I went from weighing 146.3 and now down to 132.1 in a short six days! My mom got worried when she noticed I was 'not eating' but I got her off my case telling her it was a cleansing diet. She was okay with that but yesterday she sat down to speak to me about my recent and speedy weight loss. Once again I thanked the cleansing. She doesn't want me doing it anymore but I am still continuing it today so I finish right before we get back from school.
Finishing off my workout with the final thirteen squats totalling to 100 I downed my entire water bottle. Water has been my best friend saving me from hunger moments holding me over until my next meal, or morning.
Loosing weight feels great.
With all this motivation, I tied on a pair of sneakers throwing on my 'Run 4 a Cure' shirt grabbing headphones and made my way on a run through the misting Summer turning Fall weather.
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"Oh my sweet lord, put on a shirt!" my mother scolded as I stood topless in the kitchen pouring milk into my bowl of Frosted Flakes.
Sloppily taking a large spoon full in my mouth I began talking, "Sorry" but you could barley understand.
She rolled her eyes, "Just hurry up before we miss them."
I did as asked making my way upstairs taking in sloppy large amounts of cereal. By the time I reached my room I put my empty cereal bowl onto my dresser. There I rummaged through my open drawer trying to find something half decent to wear.
"My sweet lord, Jessica. Enough of this. I am not cheating on you for Christ sake."
There was a pause between the beginning of my parents argument. Of course. If it wasn't something stupid it was about this. This 'cheating' topic was nothing new to our surroundings. My mom was in denial. I knew it was happening although I didn't want it. The way he acted on his phone, the way he worked so often, even the way he acted around us.
"No I will not lower my voice. You accuse me of this all the time. I am tired of this bullshit."
I rolled my eyes at my fathers comment. Just leave her and go off to your seconds.
Pulling down the white shirt that hung on my neck I made my way downstairs. "-sorry." I could hear my mom say that last word. I hate it so much. She has said sorry every-time they fight, and my dad just gets away with it all until next time. But that next time will end the same way, mom will just say sorry.
"Ready to go?" my dad asked me before opening his phone, totally ignoring my mothers apology.
I couldn't even look at him. Turning around in went out the front door. A few minutes later my dad, still on his phone walked straight by and down the driveway followed by my mom. Walking behind the two made me want to be sick. She tried to hold his hand, he pulled away and grunted.
Across the street my dad finally slid his phone in his pocket and placed a hand on my mothers back. I hate him. She seemed shocked by the sudden show of affection but smiled. They knocked on the door and within seconds a lady answered.
"Hello" she greeted cheery. She reminded me of what a kindergarten teacher would look and behave like.
"Hi, I am Jessica" my mom smiled reaching out to shake the ladies hand.
"Tammy" the lady responded watching my moms smile.
"Bret" my dad introduced to happy for my tasting.
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I slowed to a jog as my foot hit my street. As my house grew closer three bodies stood at the door. Not wanting to have to go through the small clump I came up the driveway four homes down and went into the backyard. Trespassing? Maybe, okay yes. But I am just going home. One by one I cut through the yards until reaching my own.
Taking the steps up to the deck I entered through the back door. Mainly female chat filled coming from the front door. I took a bottle water from the fridge and quickly head towards the stairs to the basement. "Mom I am home" I let her know poking my head out into the hall.
She turned around with a smile. My eyes quickly scanned over the couple outside and then headed downstairs. They seem fake.
AUTHORS NOTE
Here is your I am sorry chapter!
Next chapter will be Thursday--regular time
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