"Hey you want a ride home?" Riley asked as we put our stuff in our lockers as the last bell rang.
"Yah sure." I chirped
"Great she said as we headed toward her car. When we arrived I noticed Mason starring at me from the hallway as we made our way to her car. I felt a blush rise on my cheeks. Why was he starring at me?
"Why are you blushing?" Riley chuckled.
"Um, er... Nothing Riley." I starred out the window as she started the car. Why did I blush? She just shrugged it off and began to drive.
"Hey so do you want to go to the mall, then maybe stay the night at my place this weekend?" My face lit up when she asked that. "I take that as a yes." she said smiling. I grin as I continue to loom out the window, watching the houses fly by.
When we pulled up in the driveway at my house, I noticed my mom's car wasnt in the driveway. Riley and I exchanged a look. But let it go. Mom was probably out getting more vodka or something. She doesn't leave the house to do anything else.
I hopped out thanking Riley. Then she drove off. I headed to the door.
When I twisted the handle and used all my strength to open the door that was stuck, a strong nasty smell hit my nose as I walked in. I held back a gag and ran up to my room.
"Angie!" My mother screached from the bathroom. I guess she was here. I braced my self for what was going to happen next.
I walked into the bathroom cautiously. " Y-yes mom?" I stuttered. She looked like hell. Her hair was greasy sticking out in random places. Her make up- smeared on her face. And vommit all over her shirt. I gagged at the smell, I swear I feel like im going to throw up.
She grabbed me by my hair shoving me into the counter. "My car was tooken away. How did they find out I stole it?" She said slapping my face. Yes my mother stole a car, from her sister.
My silence pissed her off even more, still holding me by my hair, she slammed me into the floor, kicking my side.
"Ouch! I didnt tell them! I haven't seen them in two years!" I yelled at her.
"Liar! She yelled in my ear, kicking me in my ribs, everything started to blur after that, my vision slowly turned to black.
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I woke up In the bathroom. I slowly got up. But not before letting out a screech from the throbbing pain in my ribs.
I made my way to the living room, taking a break every so often. I found my mom passed on the couch as usual, with a bottle of vodka in her hand and the remote in the other.
I walked up to her and decided to wake her up and see what she wanted for dinner. I hated her a lot, but I dont want her to starve, she never thinks about making some food for herself. She's too worried about getting as much alcohol in her body as possible.
But she wasn't waking up. Her lips were slightly parted puffs of air making its way out every few seconds. I shook her again, no response.
I started to get worried. What was wrong with her? I shook her again this time yelling at her. I got up and searched for my phone to call an ambulance.
"Hello this is 911 what's your emergency?"
"My mom passed and she won't wake up I keep shaking her and yelling her name but I get no response. " I told the lady on the phone. I gave her my address, an ambulance was to be here in five minutes.
I paced back and forth in my living room. What is wrong with her? Is this it?
Just then I heard a siren. Soon after a couple of men came into my house. One asked me a few questions. He saw the bruise on my face. I showed him my ribs as well. They decided I would be taken to the hospital as well to get checked out.
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They gave me some type of Orange medicine to knock me out. When I opened my eyes I did a double take at a lady sitting in a chair next to my bed.
She looked very familiar.
The doctor walked in. I could tell he was relieved to see me awake. How long was I asleep?
"How do you feel miss Kyles?" He asked politly.
"I feel fine, a little sore." He nodded to me. And began to write something down on a clip board. I looked over to the lady next to me. She smiled at me, I returned it with a smile my own.
"Hey Angie. Your probably wondering who I am and what I'm doing here." I nodded my head slightly. Um of course I would want to know.
"Well I'm a old friend of your moms. Well actually an old best friend of your moms. My name is Maree." I nodded. Thats where I notice her from. She was in a picture my mom has in her room.
Another man walked in and sat at the foot of my bed.
"Sorry to bug you Angie. But I need to ask you a few questions." I huffed sounding annoyed.
"So can you tell me what caused your ribs to be damaged."
"Um." I hesitated should I tell him? "um my mom did it I mummbled. His eyes nearly popped out of his head.
"Your mom said you fell down the stairs." He said. Haha im not suprised she said that. I shook my head.
"Nope. Thats not what happens she's been doing this to me since I was three."
I looked over to Maree, who was shaking her head. "My gosh Angie im so sorry. You poor baby." she said getting up and hugging me. I winced at her touch. "I'm so sorry." she murmmered stepping out of the room.
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I sat in there for a few hours, just starring at the ceiling dozing off and on hear and there. Sometimes the doctors would come In and check me to make sure my body was responding to the medicine.
Finally someone came in to keep me company. But it wasnt who I thought it was. It was Mason.
"What the fuck? What are you doing here?" I asked in shock.
He rolled his eyes. I came in here to get you. Your going home . Well not home. But to my moms house. For now on." He grunted.
Um ukascuse me?!
