Bella
"You think your mother
is cruel, well, fret not
Little One.'
I watched as she frantically tried to hide the bag of her goodies. Her goodies as in, drugs. My mother, was a drug addict. No doubt about it. Every time I tried to talk about her problem she would always close up. I'd beg for her to hear me out but my moms addiction was unstoppable. Most of the times it felt like I was the adult in this relationship. The responsible one that paid the bills and fed us food. If I wasn't around my mom would be living in a cardboard box on the street. Sorry but it's the truth.
There ain't no pretty lies, but there's the ugly truth.
"Mom stop it! I know what your hiding and you need to stop this instantly!" I made an attempt to awaken my mother from her trance.
She looked over at me, eyes showing nothing but fierce anger.
"Young lady you know better then to talk to me like that!" My mother snapped at me, not like it was anything I wasn't used to. My mother had a way of showing me her love and it sure in hell wasn't a way I liked.
"I'll talk to you however I want until you quit with your obnoxious behavior. Your not any better then a stupid college boy on heroin!" I replied hastily.
You could just about feel the tense air surrounding us. If only my mother didn't go into complete crazy mode after my dad left her, things would be better. Or maybe dad wouldn't have left at all. I remember him. He would always call me his little munchkin. He loved me, and so did mom at one time. My father kept this family together, we were your perfect allusion of a family. Of course we had our ups and downs but that didn't stop us from loving each other.
I've always wondered why dad left. My parents never faught and never talked to me about divorce. Hell, it wasn't even a divorce. He just up and left. Not saying a word to me or my mother. We were left behind, not knowing the cause.
Even after asking my mother several of times if she knew about dads departure but it was always just a sad, little head shake. My dad didn't mean harm by leaving- at least I don't think but it sure messed us up and left me with a crippled lady to take care of.
"Get out of here! Run off you little skank! Go! GET OUT!"
My mother was now yelling at me, she's always been rude and, seemingly angry but now, she almost looked like she could kill me. Yea, anger was a total part in our family for some reason I had no clue but we couldn't seem to control ourselves when we got mad at someone. My mother though, she'd get slightly mad I mean, the drugs usually kept her pretty high and out of wack but now. Oh my god I'd never seen this before.
The air seemed to cool drastically and I felt shivers run down my fragile, small framed body.
Once more, even though I knew better, I tried to get my mother to listen. All I wanted, was for her to listen. Be better. Fix herself. She knew she could and so did I.
"Mom please! Hear me out! I love you and I want you safe. Your not going to get any better living like this"
Just like I figured, I failed horribly and my mom just sent me a death glare. The tears suddenly escaped from behind my light blue, almost see through eyes.
Felling nothing but sadness wash over me I ran off, up the stairs, and into my room. I had a simple bedroom. My walls were covered in band posters and printed out sheets. I had my large, filled up closset, and my queen sized bed. My bed was the best part of my room. A large, comfy, anime comforter and body pillow sat on the bed, along with my cute little plushies that I loved so much.
I hopped into my bed, shoving my face into the soft and silky pillow. My mother, my flesh and blood, wanted me gone. Out of her life. I didn't know what I did wrong. If anything I tried to stick up for my mother and stay by her side. She didn't care though. I wasn't something she wanted.
Her drugs were her everything and if she had those she was perfectly content. I loved my mom but I was about done with her behavior and stupid actions.
Going to school, and keeping a job was all too hard to do at once. I'm only one person and I couldn't keep up this charade. Of course money was coming in every month from the state. A couple thousand or so, but we needed more.
I needed to save for college next year and I certainly wasn't getting into Harvard without keeping up the money flow and sticking with good grades.
Not like mom was helping and dad- I don't keep tabs on him. We haven't spoken in years. He was the best dad you could ever have but now he wasn't what I considered a father at all. Now, he was a fool. For leaving his family to suffer.
My bed was comfy while it lasted but a car pulled up in the driveway, startling me.
When I looked out the window a black limo was sitting outside.
Probably another rich man with drugs.
A knock on the door make me jump and I sighed nervously.
"What do you want mom? To kick me out so you can do your drugs peacefully?"
"No actually, I'm here to help escort you to the car miss"
Miss? What was this, some ridiculous game? Of course it was. My mom wanted to mess around with me.
"Yea I think I'll pass, thank you" I replied back, adding a bit of sass to the end of my sentence to show my displeased attitude.
No man was escorting me to no car and my mum was going to get a whole lot of questions tonight.
"You've got no choice dear. Your mother explained your issues and I think it's about time we fix you up"
Excuse me? Rude much.
"Actually sir, I think I'll fucking pass" when I opened the door I expected to see a old, drug overdosed man standing before me but instead, he was more of a rich ass, fancy ass, buisness man.
When he saw me he smiled widely and grabbed me roughly by the hand, dragging me downstairs with him.
"Hey! Let me go you freak!" I shouted as the man tightened his grip on me. "No can do, your mother wants you gone and personally I'd like to teach you a lesson myself"
At this moment I'm kinda clueless. Did my mother call someone to send me away or something? I wasn't a bad child, I got good grades and chose my college wisely. What was happening now?
As the money making man pulled me outside and to his limo it took only one glance to see the total regret in my mom's face. She looked like nothing else could possible make this day worse.
It's not my fault that she may or may not have called some crazy guy to come pick me up. The only thing I knew is that I'm mysteriously being dragged out of my own damn house!
"Mom what's going-"
I was cut off by being thrown in the back of the limo. Having no good ideas I pounded my fists harshly on the Windows but they didn't even crack. The man and my mother were talking as far as I can tell making me even more angry.
Who could just send their daughter off like this? Oh wait.
My mother.
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