"Could you just be happy for me?" Finally she isn't drunk out of her mind, just extremely hung over.
"Happy for you? I've been basically living on my own for five years and now you say your getting a job to support us? Who's the one here working their ass off at school to get a good job and being in the money? Huh who is it because it sure as hell isnt you" I rant towards her, her arm draped over her eyes dramatically."Oh please" she spits after a second of thinking.
"I could handle myself without you here" she hisses, she shoots up suddenly and gives me an evil grin.
"And just to show you" she pokes me in the side of the head, bringing her face inches from mine.
"I'm kicking you out" she laughs evilly.
"Why didn't I think if this sooner" she mumbles to herself while chuckling.I huff and walk into my room, tired I flop into the bed. Knowing she doesn't mean it.
"GET OUT!" I jolt awake to my mother pointing at me and to the door.
"And take those filthy mutts with you" she spits again, like venom.For some reason I was sad I'm now being kicked out. I mean I know she drinks but in the end I have a roof over my head n all.
What am I thinking I'm over the fucking mood. I'll be living by myself and away from here. My hype quickly dying down when I realise.
"I have no money" I groan, hearing s chuckle from the hallway as she passes with a bottle.Grabbing my bag I stuff my only clothes I have left in them, then being my velvet top I got from Jonah, my ripped black jeans , a hoodie , a bomber jacket which I shove on and some pairs of shoes.
"You sure ?" I ask, not even angry, she chuckles deeply, nods and collapses again. She really can't handle her alcohol.
"Jet, casp-" they're already by my heels, smiling down at them I swing open the door, letting it crash against the wall, I look to my left and see some glass bottles, I swiftly drag my hand along the table and let them all crash to the floor, making sure the dogs are save I smash the front door window too before sighing and gripping my bag to my back."Why did you do that" a voice comes right behind my ear, I jump and turn to see Joel, he looked a mix of bored and extremely calm, I just shrug and shove past him, walking my way up the path.
"Hey! You don't mess my house up just because you're leaving" she comes storming out the house in a zig zag line, she points to Joel and smiles before looking towards me and scowling. I didn't realise Joel was right behind her as he gently grabbed her neck and pressed something which caused her to fall asleep straight away , he grabs her under the arms and stuffs her into the house without care, not that it bothered me so I start to walk away.
"Really?" He shouts after me, ignoring him I put Jet and Casper on a lead, worried they might trip out onto the road when we reach closer to Jonah's.
"Hey" he sounds closer as he shouts after me, I quicken my pace when I hear his footsteps, waiting for him to be so close."Yes?" I turn sharply, he took a quick step back at my motion and fell onto his ass. I smirk down at him while he scoffs, waiting for me to help him up while I just cross my arms over my chest. He mutters something under his breaths and heaves himself up.
"Hi I'm Sin nice to meet you. Oh yeah hi I'm Misa nice to meet you too would have been nice" he mumbles to himself.
"Joel, I'm gonna leave now" I sigh tiredly.
"What?" He grabs my shoulder and I spin around, shoving him back hard.
"Don't touch me" I snarl as he looks a little surprised.
"Why did you call me Joel?"
"Oh please, it's your nam-"
"No one calls me Joel"
"Oh that's a shame isn't it" I pick up my stuff again and attempt to stride away. Strong hands grab me by the waist and start pulling me back, I struggle against his arm as he covers my mouth, I reach into my pocket and slice the life backwards over my head, I must have missed because the knife was knocked out of my hands as he drags me away. Last chance Misa hurry up. I swing my leg back and attempt to hit him where no woman would dare go, well that's a lie but hey ho lets go kick in in the-
"Hey no!" He shouts as I bring my like back.
"Don't do that" he growls in my ear.I give up quickly and wait for him to take me where he desires, if in honest I don't feel the value of living anymore , what's the point if I have nothing, not that I care anyway. You may ask why I don't care , I don't care because I don't want a family or life or a husband, probably because I'm always the one watching it not being in it.
"Uhh guys can you fucking help she gave up walking or even moving n she's getting heavy, I flip my arm back and hit him.
"Shut your mouth" I snarl through his hand and he chuckles before dropping me. I look back to see the steps full of guys, smirking and some wide eyed."Get in the house. Now" Joel says calmly, clearly about to break though so I do as he says.
"Ok so Wh-" I hear the door click."You guys must be rich as fuck" I laugh, a little to loudly if you ask me by the look on Joel face he was not happy.
"Sit" he points to the leather couch before the fireplace. I , again do as he says and sit in the Couch, he follows and sits on the other end, watching me carefully.
"Stop that"
"Stop what" he looks at me smugly with a glint in his eye.
"Staring at me you know what it mean" I all but snarl, I'm still tired and I just want sleep.
"Well I'm going to ask you once and you must answer" he nods towards a door where a few guys stand, I glare at them and turn back, looking at the fire instead of Joel.
"Okay" I say sternly."What?" I look around befuddled.
"I said, what was that about with your mother" he looks at me , trying desperately to make eye contact. Instead I stand up, walk towards him and lean over, the look at him in the eye.
"That" I poke at him, not once looking away.
"Is none of your fucking business" my voice grows louder. I blink and my dirty is gone, I break the eye contact knowing I basically just committed suicide and went to grab my bag, feeling the warms of the fire wear off.Someone behind me tuts when I reach the door, I turn and see a whole load more boys stand behind Joel with their arms crossed, frowning.
"Darling you ain't going no where, your staying with us" he smirks.
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Ugly as|sin
Teen FictionWhat would you do if you had a drunk shrub for a mother and a deal with north side gang to stay with them for your fathers legacy? Well obviously you'd sit back and eat Nutella, that's what Misa would love to do if she wasn't stolen by the south sid...