You Caught Me...

CHEATING??!!

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!"

I stand in a fighting position with my fist clenched. I could feel water works kicking in but I held them back.

T-
"Mom, what I'm the world are you doing??"
You scan your mom, just wearing a bra with some mom jeans  and no shoes on. Her makeup is a mess, and her hair is too.

This guy with her...clearly looks her age but like a year or two older. He has a big white t-shirt on, but no pants. I could see through the thin white fabric and could tell that he's wearing boxers. He has a thin shave, and lotta leg hair. Disgusting.

Mom-
"Look I can explain."
She inhales.

T-
"No..no no you can't. You said you wouldn't move on!! YOU SAID THAT YOU WEREN'T GONNA REPLACE DAD!!!"

Mom-
"Listen I-"
I could see tears slowly coming out of her eyes onto her cheeks.

T-
"No! No! No! No! Cut the bullsh!t Mom. Just cut it. I don't wanna hear it. You know what, I'm gonna go stay at Jackie's. Jessie and Tanner are staying with grandma for the next week. I don't want them near you. Especially when you lied to all of our faces."

Guy-
"Hey, I think you need to respect your Mo-"

T-
"Who said you have a saying in this?? You are just the guy that's screwing my mom."
My moms mouth opens wide while tears are following with it too. And the guys face seems embarrassed.

T-
"I'm packing my stuff and leaving. I'm SOOOO LUCKY that Jackie is coming back this week."
I storm out of her room, leaving a trail of stomping to mine. I could hear my moms footsteps following me. Her saying "Taylor. Taylor don't leave please." As she follows me.
I could also hear sobbing.

I take a duffle bag from my room, and pack some clothes, shoes, my crap. My mom grabs my arm and tugs on it saying "Taylor please don't go. Please." With her crying so much. It makes me want to cry, and a tear goes down my face. I tug my arm back saying "No Mom. You put this on yourself. Don't talk to me."

I'm sorry that you Taylor, readers, are reading this awful family problem. And I know what she's doing is cruel and what I wrote is a bit to much, but it's called experience. Srry let's continue.

I get out of my room and rush downstairs to the front door, turning around seeing my mom at the top of the stairs.

Mom-
"Taylor. I'm sorry. Don't go."

T-
"No mom. I have too. I don't wanna ruin your session with Mr. Right."

T-
"I trusted you. And you lied to me."
Tears go down my face me clenching my jaw and fist. I open the front door and leave.
As I'm walking down the drive way I heard the loudest sobs anyone can hear. I turn around and I start crying my eyes out.

I start walking the opposite way to Bryce's and midway I drop my stuff and just flop onto the floor. I go onto my knees and dig my face into my palms and start crying.

"Why??? Why did she do this?!"
I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn around and see that it's Bryce.

Bryce-
"What's wrong??? Why are you crying?? A duffle bag?? What's going on??"

T-
"Oh Bryce. Bryce Bryce Bryce."
I pull him down to my level and clench my fingertips into his chest.

T-
"I'm so stupid. So so so so stupid."

Bryce-
"What happened? I'll listen."

T-
"My mom...CHEATED ON MY DAD. When I walk into her room she's exchanging lips with a guy! And it hurts so so so much..she promised ever since that my dad died she wouldn't ever go with another man. SHE LIED TO ME AND MY BROTHER AND SISTERS!!!"

Bryce-
"Oh no.."

Bryce pulls me into his chest, and I start sobbing, crying, dying on the inside.
"It hurts!"
I say sobbing into Bryce's chest.
"I know." He says as he's comforting, stroking my hair.

Bryce-
"Hey, you can stay at mines if you want."

T-
"No, no it's ok. You've done enough. But thank you for everything up until now Bryce. I love you so damn much."

Bryce-
"I love you too. But where are you going??"

T-
"Far away from here. Aka Jackie's. She's coming back this week and I just wanna see her."

Bryce-
"Oh ok. Well is she here today?"

T-
"Idk, but I intend to find out. That's why I'm walking over there."

Bryce-
"Well, at least let me walk you."

T-
"Ok."
I wipe my tears and my snot away from my face. Fix my hair and clothes, pick up my duffle bag and start walking with Bryce. I admit Bryce is cute, caring, and a cocky boy, but he sure knows how to make me laugh kinda.

Omg every time I write now, I always seem tired tbhhhh . But here this is the after math . luh uuuu😽

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