Problem

Chapter~2: Couldn't

I stair at my feet the whole ride home. My mom glances at me every few minutes and I awkwardly look back at her, however nothing is said until we reach the door of the house. " Jersey, " she lets my name out like she's been holding it along with a deep breath since we left the school. " Jersey, " she repeats. " I know you have had trouble with Sara for a few years now ," You have half-not even that- a quarter of the idea. " But you really didn't have to fight her. Especially the way you did. " My mom has been more understanding and calmer since my brother, Asher, Died three years ago, but she never understood most of the things Asher and I did from school, all she knew were these two kids who were bullied and hurting. When Asher was alive our father passed away when he was 11 and I was 9. He was closer to him then I was. And then, after his death, our not so depressing family turned into the exact opposite. Without Asher and my father life as I knew it changed. " Jersey, Listen to me." my mother snaps and pulls me away from my thoughts. " It has been almost five years since your dad and Asher died, but you can't go on me too. " Her eyes filled with tears as her lip quivered. " I won't mama. I promise. " " Okay." she smiled slightly and unlocked the door. " Now, up to your room. You are grounded for fighting. " I walk up the stairs and disobey a little, instead of going to my room I sit at the top of the stairs, out of sight, and turn my back to the rails. " It has been almost five years since your dad and Asher died, but you can't go on me too. " her words rang in my head. I had tried to leave once, But I couldn't do it. I just. Couldn't. Do. It. With these thoughts I push myself of the floor and go to my room, locking the door and crawling into my bed.
I turn onto my side and stair at a framed picture of me and Alex, My boyfriend. We look so stupidly happy. Almost like the family picture of My mom, Dad, Asher, and myself propped behind it. I hold the two pictures side by side. Happily ever after, right Ash'? I smile.

~~Flashback~~
" And They lived happily ever after. " He smiled. " The end. " I clapped the book closed and smiled too. " No," He said with a blank look. " Never the end." his voice had been clear and sounded like our father. " Why? " The innocent question seemed so wrong. " Because, Happy never has a end in fairy tales. " his voice is lighter then it was now. " Oh." again my voice sounded so questionably wrong. " And one day. Your life will be a fairy tale. You'll see."
~~ End Flashback ~~
··Ring··Ring··Ring··
I answer my phone. " Hello?" I sigh. "You seem pissed." Alex laughs on the other end.
" Oh whatever. The one day you are sick and I almost Killed Sara McRyan. " I rool my eyes so far back I go blind for half a second. " Really? That must have been the big fight Kota told me about a few minutes ago. " His voice seems concern all of a sudden. Like,Really Alex? * Eye roll *
" So what made you snap so bad?" " What could have held me back, Alex? Five years of pain and-" I trail off not wanting to hear myself say it for the reason my mom could be listening. " Yeah,I know. But baby, I don't care about..Ya know." There is a banging at my door. " I gotta go, Mom alert. " " Okay Love you bye. " " Love you bye." I whisper and hang up, throwing my phone in my nightstand drawer.

How is it?? Paranoid. Seriously. Ermm....bye.