Secrets *WIP*

VI

Rumors spread like a contagious disease. A disease no one knows the cure for. It spreads faster than chicken pots. Its something you can not plan for. The truth is transformed as one person spreads it to another. At the end the truth is a basically a lie.

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"Mom" I call from the top of the stairs. It truly felt weird calling her mom. Is that bad? Calling her Clara sounded worst. What am I suppose to do, not call her at all. Just stay in this house and not talk to her.
I had just found out that she truly hates me. And it hurts. It's like I lost everything all over again.

I got no response from her. Its been two days since I last seen her. I go down stairs to find the living room completely empty. Oh god what if she over dosed and is dead!
Ok so yeah I'm still worried about her after all she put me threw. I mean she is still my mom. Oh wow that still sounds weird. I feel like I've lost my mom along time ago. I pull out my phone and call her.

Ring Ring.

"What" she sounded drowsy.

"I was just making sure that didn't die."

'Well I didn't, I don't want to be around you right now." Well that. hurt. What did I do to deserve such hate from my own mother. What had happen when I was baby I wasn't my fault. But apparently I'm a baby killer.

"You know I don't understand you."

"What do you not understand Lieah, I do not want to be near you" her voice was at a scream.
I hung up not wanting to listen to her go on and on about how much she hates me.

I looked around the house maybe there is something I can do. But I knew there wasn't I cleaned this house from top to bottom I don't know how many times. After I clean I would sit on the floor and just close my eyes.

I would think about hugging and being with Marcine again. She would be there sitting next to me, telling me that I need to stay with her and leave my mom. I would tell that, I can't leave her because I know she's hurting she's in as much as I'm in. I take my phone out hoping Marcine had texted me once more.

Yet there was nothing. I know I should have told the Sheriff right away but Carter convinced me not to. He said they would just assume that I made those text up and blame me for it. My mind instantly with to Carter. His beautiful blue eyes. Oh and his arms, I wish he could just pick mt up and and hold me with those arms.

"Honestly Lieah what in gods name has gotten over you! He is carter Richmond!"

"Yes that is who I am."

I jumped and screamed a I turned and saw carter behind me. "You know you should lock your window."

"What the heck carter, you almost gave me a heart attack."

he let out a huge laugh "So you just in here talking to yourself" A smirk was on his face "about me."

"Oh you are so full of yourself, you know that right."

"Oh well thank you very much."

"That was not a compliment."