Chapter 13: Connor

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I just lay here. On my bed. Thinking.
Everything is just shattering. I would love to fix all this but its sadly out of my reach. It sucks. When the only thing you can do is sit back and watch your life and family slowly start to fall apart right before your eyes, again.

Today someone broke in. They didn't take anything...

Well, except for one thing. But it cant be replaced.... which is, sadly, my dogs life.

When I saw him laying there I just felt so...hurt, and angry.

To make matters worse, my mom admitted to me and my step dad that she was becoming the old self she was. That was the exact reason that made her and my real father separate and fight all the time. She was a fucking drug addict. She got better after my father left of course. But I never thought she would go back to her old ways. She promised me. She said she would stay strong for me and my sister. But no. She broke that damn promise. My sister didn't know of course. Shes too young to know.

I just feel so betrayed by her. My step father was disappointed too and wants to help out. I don't think my mom would be able to stop though. Along with the news, they grounded me. I didn't really mind. I mean ditching school isn't really a good thing, right?

In one day I'm grounded, lost my dog, found out my mom is back to her old ways, and had to be home right when the thief decided to arrive. Tomorrow is our camping trip too. I really don't feel like going. I feel pooped out and don't think I have the energy to do anything. I just want to stay home forever and drop out of school. Just stay in my own little world for the rest of my life. But obviously I can't. Well, I can try to look on the bright side. I still have my best friends, my family isn't really falling apart, yet. Plus, there's many other people going through harder times, I don't know why I should be complaining really. Ugh I just feel so shitty.

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I woke up suddenly to my mother yelling in the kitchen. That was weird. She never really yelled like she used to anymore.
I must've drifted to sleep because it was barely going to be ten. I got up off of my bed and made my way to the door to head downstairs, when I heard my mom stomping her way up. I stood silently in my room with the door shut hoping to hear an explanation as to why she was like this. I suddenly jumped when I heard her slam her door.
I opened my door and walked out. As I was heading downstairs I met my step father about half way. "What's up with her?" I asked him.
He just shook his head and said, "well, she just won't listen to me."
Then I understood what was going on. There she was again, shutting out the people that wanted to help her and loved her. I turned away from my step dad and went down to the kitchen. I saw my little sister sitting on the couch staring off into space.
"What's wrong?" I asked. She stayed quiet for a little.
Then after about a minute she said, "moms doing it again isn't she."
I was surprised. I didn't think she knew what was going on with our mother. No one ever bothered telling her. I decided to act like I didn't know what she was talking about just to make sure she already knew.
"What do you mean?" I asked cautiously .
"Oh don't act like you don't know, Connor. You know I'm not as stupid as you guys think I am. It hurts me too, that out of all people, my own brother didn't even think I was old enough to know."
I stood there quietly not knowing what to say. I felt slightly guilty.
Just then, I heard the door to my moms room open. I couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but I could tell they were arguing. My mom was walking down the stairs, very angry, with my step dad right behind her trying to fix things. I quickly stood right in front of her, stopping her from going any farther. Then she looked up at me, fury burning in her eyes.
"Mom -" I started but got cut off by her.
"No, Connor, stay the fuck out of this. I don't need to hear what a worthless piece of shit teenager has to say"
And with that, I made up my mind.
I rushed up to my room, locked the door, grabbed all my shit and jumped out the window.

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