Hold Me Tight, And Don't Let Go (On Hold)

Chapter 19: I Hate Everything About You

Anna's house was a small house. One that was all bricked with a small wooden porch and only had about four to five bedrooms and two bathrooms. She had a small drive way with a huge black truck that had looked like it had mud thrown all over it. I assumed it was Damien's working truck. She had flowers in planted on her flower bed, but they were dying due to the cols November air, it would be snowing soon. I could sense it in the atmosphere.

Josh parked his car next to Damien's truck and pulled his keys out the ignition. He looked at me with warning look, telling me to be nice and to refrain from any drama with my mother. I only looked away from him because I knew I wasn't going to be able to do it. I had been trying to refrain from that for years now and nothing ever really worked. She and I was just too different from each other, and it was hard to try because any time I had saw her the disgusting memory of my past, which revolved around her, rushed back into my brain. Anger would soon follow behind.

It was almost impossible.

I opened the car door and zipped my jacket up. Josh had somehow beat me to getting Miguel out if the car, he was now sleeping on his shoulder. I reached up and pulled his hat over his rapidly growing curly hair. "Make sure he's warm." I said softly as I patted him on the back. He always gave me some sense of comfort. As if I could over come anything; even the most difficult task in my life.

I was grateful that he was there with me. I knew I needed his the strength to deal with my mother and the condition of my sister who laid in a hospital bed at that exact moment.

Joan headed up towards the steps and opened the door without even knocking. The warm air hit face as soon as I steppes in; melting the invisible frost that was frozen upon my skin. I pulled my hood off and flipped my hair back over my jacket. I followed Josh towards the living room where Anna was sitting talking to her daughter Angel who sat next to her with a frustrated look for on her face.

She was a pretty girl, I'll admit. Her skin was natural tan like the sun and look as if it glowed in the dim light of the large room. Her hair was a sandy brown that laid down her back and thick full curls that was filled with body and shine. Her face was heart shaped, her was a hazel brown and was over shadowed with long lashes that was made possible by mascara. Her nose was short, almost like a bottom and came to a little pointy tip. Her lips were pink and thin and was glossed by pink lip gloss.

Anna had always said she looked like my but I honestly didn't see it. For one thing, my eyes were grey and hazel and my hair might have been naturally sandy brown but it wasn't naturally curly, mine was straight. Maybe it was just the fact that we both had the same mother and father. I didn't know, and I didn't care.

Anna looked up at us and smiled. Her brown eyes lightened up instantly. "Theresa, I'm so glad your here." She said as she stood up.

"I'm gonna go lay him down." Josh told me.

No, don't leave me here with her! I wanted to say, but the words only existed in my mind. I frowned my eyebrows and watched him disappear in the hallway.

"You look great," she said as walked up to me.

I nodded." Thanks,"

I walked around her truing to avoid an uncomfortable hug. "So um, how's Kelsi?" I sat down on the couch and crossed legs." I heard she's pretty bad."

" I went up to the hospital this morning to check up on her," she said as she sat in a chair that was by the fireplace. " All the swelling as gone down, including in her brain, her heart rate and blood pressure is still a little low. Other than that she's fine."