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The movie finally ended and we all began to walk home. I was thinking about so much that I almost walked face first into a tree. "Jesus, Luna you almost got knocked on your ass by a tree, What is with you?" Asked Dally. "Sorry, I got alot on my mind." I said. "What's buggin ya we all know this anit the real you." said Pony. "Its complicated and also I can't exactly put everything out on the table but I can assure ya'll i'll be alright." I said with a small bit of confedence. We got back towards our block and decided to head over to Pony's. Arriving we see Darry and Steve out on the porch. "Hey Ya'll." I said. Darry looked at me with a concerned look "Sam, your mom is at it again." I sighed and everyone knew what that ment. My mother who gets drunk and spends every penny on my sister and herself  and ends up in jail for being a public drunk which leaves me to pick up the pieces. "Can I have a ride then please?" I asked. Darry nodded and went to go get his keys. "You know its pretty sad to see you a 17 year old soon to be 18 year old have to go bail out your mama all the time." Said Two-Bit as he walked up to the porch. I nodded and lighted up a smoke. "Your preachin to the choir there Two-Bit." I said. "So why do it, you know that shes just gonna end up right back in jail." Said Steve. "I don't know maybe it keeps my sister from terrizing me for not gettin her precious mommy back." I said. Darry came with the keys and we headed to the police station. On the way Darry knew I was upset but didn't say much except that I shouldn't have to keep doing this. I only rode in silence and when we arrived I headed to the holding cell block desk. Delores was at the desk this round and she looked up and saw me "Here for your mama again Sam?" I nodded and asked "Whats the damage this round "Neighbors caught her staggering around and disrupting the peace. To get her out its $100 cash or bond." I looked behind Delores and saw my mother just staring me down and spoke "You getting me the fuck outta here or what?" I felt my blood boil I was sick of her shit and fired my venom back "Actually on second thought, you can fucking keep her here and let her dumb ass sleep on the cold hard floor." I could hear my mother cuss me out and curse me to hell as I start to walk away. But then I heard "Brûleen enfer, papi Petitepute!!" in cajun. At this rate I turned back around and fired my Cajun venom right back. "C'estquoi ton ostie de problème?! Salope!    Embrassemon tcheue!" Darry then dragged me back and once we were outside he handed me a cig and I calmed down. "What was that?" he asked. I shook my head and said "She called me daddy's little whore and to burn in hell. Ya'll know anit nobody gonna disrespect and talk about my daddy or me like that." Darry gave me a look and asked "What did you say to her then?" I replied "Asked her what her fucking problem is and said bitch kiss my ass." He laughed a bit and we headed home. After we got back I saw a sight that would put the cherry on this cake, my sister in the Curtis yard waiting for me. Darry shook his head and we got out of the truck. My sister then punched me in the face and started to scream and beat my face in. "WHY IS MY MOTHER SITTING IN JAIL STILL??! YOU STUPID UNGRATEFUL BITCH CAN'T EVEN GET MY MOTHER OUT OF JAIL! i HATE YOU FOR A SISTER! YOU ONLY EXIST BECAUSE OUR DAD WAS TOO STUPID TO  SEE YOU WERE A MISTAKE MOM NEVER WANTED YOU! BUT DAD MADE HER KEEP YOU IF IT WEREN'T FOR HIM YOU WOULDA BEEN GONE ALREADY!" After a few slugs from her I felt blood drip down my nose and I looked her snorting like an angry bull. I felt my own blood boil up from everything she, my mother,and my own boyfriend has done to me and how she is bad mouthing my father in front of me. I see her raise a fist to me I blocked it and I then punch her back."LISTEN, YOU STUPID ASS CONIVING WHINEY ASS FUCK FACE BRAT YOUR MOTHER IS A FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT WHO CAN DROWN IN HER OWN SORROWS OF FUCKING ALCOHOL POSIONING WHILE YOUGET EATEN UP CHEWED UP AND SPAT OUT BY THE DAMN WOLVES! YOUR FUCKING 20 YEARS OLD FUCKING ACT LIKE IT AND IF YOU EVER BAD MOUTH MY FATHER AGAIN I WILL KNOCK YOUR FUCKING LIGHTS OUT SO FAST THAT IT WOULD MAKE YOUR HEAD SPIN. 

  

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