Prologue
I watch as my little brother and sister sing along to I love it by icona pop. I smile as I see them so happy. These two little nuggets are inseparable, I always think it’s because there only a year apart. I watch as Jr. and Nicole dance around in their pajamas while singing and must I add its midnight.
"Alright butt faces, time to sleep." I walk over to them and stop the music.
"Hey! What you do that for?"
I heard Jr. Say in his whiny voice. I couldn't help but smile at him
"Yea! What he said." I turn to my left to see Nicole with her arms crossed just like Jr. My smile widens just a bit more at the scene in front of me.
"You have school tomorrow."
This is all I had to say and the next think I knew they were both potting at me, giving me their best puppy dog faces.
I couldn't help but laugh at them they were so cute even though they're the main cause of my headaches.
"ok 30 more minutes but after that you guys have to go to sleep" and before I could say anything else they both grab on to one of my legs screaming take down King Kong to save the princess. I will never understand their imagination but I envied them for it.
After about ten minutes of being King Kong they got tired and moved to something else.
I walked to the kitchen and started doing my usual chores and finished at one in the morning. I was exhausted. Before going to bed I check on Nicole and Jr. to make sure they were asleep. I open the door to see one of Nicole’s' leg on Jr.'s face and half his body off the bed. I couldn't help but give a soft chuckle; these kids were a different story.
I close the door and when I turn around I didn’t notice there was anyone behind because my head hit a pair of soft breast.
"Mom! What the hell?"
"Sorry Kathy I was just checking on you guys."
"Ok."
And with that she gave me a forced smile and walked to her room. And as soon as the door shut I could hear the arguing. Here we go again. Why must my stepfather get on her last nerve all the time?
I go to my room which I share with my older sister Krissy. She was asleep like always. I wonder what they would do without me here.
I change into my pajamas and brush my hair. Not again I thought when I saw way too many strands falling from my head. My hair was falling off again. I’m only 14. What the hell. I examine myself in the bathroom mirror only to find another bold spot. I took a deep breath in and released it. What am I going to do?
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Next day...
I woke up to the sound of hard knocking on my bedroom door. I walk over to the door and open it slowly while rubbing my sleepy eyes.
"Why are you still asleep?"
"Because it's 4 in the morning"
I answer my stepfather in the most disgusted tone.
"And what time are you planning on doing the chores you missed last night, breakfast and getting the kids ready for school?"
I look at the man in front of me with so much hate and anger I can only imagine what my inner demons would do to this pitiful excuse of a man.
"I cleaned the kitchen last night, the kids don't have to be at school until 8 in the morning and breakfast is cereal today"
"Your wrong about one thing"
"Surprise me"
"The kitchens a mess and so is the backyard. So I would get to cleaning if I were you."
Before I could protest or say a slick remark he walked away from me. I walk to the kitchen to find it just as he said a complete mess. As anger started to rise in me I look at the backyard through the window and see beer bottles and plastic plates with food thrown all over the backyard. I shake my head and close the window.
"Shit" was all I could say out loud as I realize I have to clean before school again. Looks like I'm going tired...again. I really have to talk to mom.
I clean and finish by 7 on the dot, exactly when the kids have to go school. I wake them up and let them get dress while I shower and do the same. By 7:30 we were on our way to school.
When I got home from school I was grateful to see it empty and clean just how I left it. I started cooking when I heard my mom come in with the kids and Krissy. Like always they were arguing but as soon as I heard the door slam I knew Krissy left. I served the kids something to eat for now until dinner was ready and went to finally talk to my mom.
"Mom we have to talk."
And after 5 minutes of me waiting for her attention she put her phone down and turns the TV off.
"I can't live here with you anymore"
"Why not?" She didn't even look affected at what I said. Of course she didn't third was mom someone with the jus the title but never the actual meaning.
"I'm stressing too much. I have bald spots on my head mom .As much as I love you guys and the kids I have to do something that’s best for me at least this time. I can't just cook, clean, take care of Nicole, Jr. Krissy, you and myself. I can't do it" when I finished crying my heart to her I didn't realize that I was crying silent tears. My mom looked like she actually cares for that second but it disappeared as soon as her phone rang.
For the whole day she ignored me and didn't even look at me. And just like every other night I did my usual routine and cried myself to sleep.
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