Shawn Mendes: I love you

Mothers...

Mom standing in the doorway, just looking at me, in a creepy way. I moved aside and let her come in. And for no reason, I glared at her. She stood there in front of me, but I sat down on the edge of the bed. My mom sighed, and sat down besides me.
"Honey, I'm really sorry." She said.
"For what?" I said rudely.
"Don't talk to me like that."
"Are you really getting mad about that?"
"Okay, just liste-"
"NO, just mind your own business! Can't people in this house ever do that!?"
"You could've told me tha-"
"I'm not taking any of your stupid, f****** advises! I'M DONE!!!" Did I really swear at my mom? My mom whimpered, but then she got up........and..........slapped me, on the face! Really hard! I could feel heat and blood coming to the spot, and I think it left a mark. Tears came to my eyes. I have been rude just one time to my mom in my whole life time, and she slapped me. This is abuse we're talking about. One tear rolled down my cheek. My mom walked out, and I flopped down on my bed and wailed onto my pillow. I couldn't stop crying. A few minutes later, I got up, sniffling and got a tissue to wipe my nose on. I sat back down and stared hard at my knees. All this time, me, calm, and insincere. Kind, caring, helpful, and a slap for swearing? Okay, maybe she could've shut my mouth to say what she wanted, but slap me? Slap. I gotta stop repeating stuff. Jake and Jessica came into my room.
"You heard everything didn't you?" I asked them finally looking up. They nodded.
"We're sorry. We won't come into your business again." Jessica said.
"It also means that you don't come into my room, but I guess you already did that." I say, sighing.
"What does fuc-".  Before he could finish, Jessica cut him off by kicking his shin with her foot.
"It's a bad word, you don't repeat it, by the way, do you really have a boyfriend?" She said.
"This is what I mean! You guys come into my business!" I say.
"Aren't there anythings same other to saying business, we used that word too many times." Jake said.
"GO," I yell.
Then, I push them outside my door, and lay down on my bed. Soon, I'm asleep.