Gone

All I am able to do right now is toss and turn. Sleep isn't coming and I have a big test tomorrow. My mom is laughing outside on the balcony with her boyfriend about some pathetic joke he must have said. Of course they don't give a crap about me and my sleep.

My mom started dating her boyfriend Jeff last month. At first Jeff was the nicest guy and he always was kind but he soon turned into some type of monster. A monster that my mom fell in love with. She is always too drunk to notice how horribly he treats me....... She even goes along with making my life a living hell. My mom and Jeff are constantly on the balcony making out and laughing at stupid jokes. The jokes believe it or not are always about me. Because of their horrible remarks I am very insecure about my personality and my body.

My mom and dad divorced because my mom said my dad was to busy in his work to care for us. I was too young to understand what she meant. Still to this day I don't understand why she took me away from him. I've only met him once. It was the summer after first grade, I went down to California to go to Disney Land. My mom was actually being considerate enough to let my dad see me for the first time in many years. What I can remember is him crying. He hugged me in a big embrace and didn't let go for a while. He smelt of some cheap cologne but to me that was the best smell. I remember going to Disney Land and riding all the rides. After the park we all went out to eat.

My mom and my dad were getting along so well I thought they were going to get back together but I lost all hope when they started fighting. Lets just say my family is no longer aloud at that restaurant. I was so mad at my parents for acting so childish. The last memory of my dad was hugging him good bye and not wanting to leave him. My mom had to literally drag me on the plane because I was refusing to go.

Of course my dad is still in my life, he sends birthday cards every year and sends money for Christmas. My mom never gave me his number to contact him because she wants me all to herself.

"Ireland get out here!" My mother yells.

I quickly get out of bed and rush to the balcony where she is sitting next to Jeff. She is laughing again.

"Tell-" she keeps laughing. "Tell Ireland the joke!"

Jeff rests his elbows on his knees and starts moving his hand as he talks. He does that a lot, he likes to move his hand as he talks. Its pretty weird.

"Ireland is so ugly that when she looks into the mirror it cracks." They both burst into laughter and I just stand their. This joke has been told many times before and I am used to it so it doesn't affect me one bit.

I start to walk away but Jeff stops me. "Go get me and your mother another beer." I jerk my arm away from his grasp and say, "You both have two legs and two arms, get it your selves." I am pretty shocked at my choice of words. Usually I am a coward and I obey but I wanted to have a little fun tonight.

He laughs, amused at my comment and says once again, "Go get me and your mother another beer." I give my mom and him an evil glare.

"No."

Before I know it i am being slapped. I place my hand on my cheek and rush inside to my bedroom. Tears stream down my face as I slide my back down the wall, curling up into fetus position.

This is normal for me. I get slapped if I say something they don't want to hear, I cry about it, and then I get over it. Simple.

As I walk up to my bed I hear them laughing once again. I go under my blanket and lay my head on my pillow and think. Just think. What would my life be like if my mom never left my dad? What would my life be like if she never met Jeff? I'd be happy. Happy. The only time I have ever felt happiness is when I saw my dad.

If only I was happy now.

A/N

Hello! This is not my first fan fiction lol and I know I have started many other fan fictions before!

I will honestly try to keep writing this one if I like it but I am not quite sure if I will ye!

Okay well If you have read this chapter and liked it please add it to your library!

Well bye!