Homeless Heart (A Story Never Told)

"Christina, in here now!" I projected.

"What is it mom? What the hell is it now?!" she replied.

"I will never understand the way you talk to me! I have done everything for you! Christina, why is the school calling me again saying you weren't there the entire da? Turn around and look at me!"

"So what. I'm 16. And I can do whatever the hell I want!"

"What is that on your neck? And why did I find 3 empty bottles of vodka next to your bedside? Answer me!"

"I'm outta here. Call me when your done with your bitch-fit. I'm going to Jake's."

"You better not leave this house. I will send the cops! This is it. Your acting just as stubborn as your fathe-!"

"Sorry I cannot recall ever acting the same way as my father, and geez, I wonder why? Oh. Yeah. I've never met the damn dude! Now who's fault is that?"

"Christi"- SLAM!

She slammed the door right in my face. How could she? And when did she start acting like that?  Right now I feel like a failed parent. All I wanted to do was give my daughter my all since I had nothing as a child. I guess I gave her too much.

Ring! Ring!

I knew this could only be one person. The one person who loved me beyond all measures. My husband, Ben. 

"Hey"

"Oh no, you don't sound too happy. Whats wrong my sugarplum nutella flavored butterfinger?"

"It's Christina, Need I say more? Ben, I can't do this anymore. I really can't."

"I told you Kelly, you and her need to go to a therapist! I've been telling you over a course of time things were only going to get worse."

"I know, I know! But Ben, what if she doesn't want to go?"

"You know what Kelly, I love you to the moon and back but you have got to cut the crap. I'm sick of it. Sick of it! Everyday this keeps happening. Every, single, day! It's either you do something about it and lead her into the right direction, or you send her straight to the jailhouse or to the life we had. I'm gonna go. I'll see you when I get home."

I just hung up the phone. Never have I ever heard Ben talk to me that way. I guess everyone is pissed at me now, but,  I have done nothing. Nothing at all.

***

"Kelly i'm home, sorry I'm late. You know Jerry is always having me work late at the office. If only he paid me to work late. I think if he did, we'd be rich! " said Ben walking in.

BAM! The door opened widely. 

I turned my attention to the door. It was my drunken daughter. She could barely even able stand up straight. Why was she doing this to herself? What happend to my daughter? My sweet daughter who would love on me like it was no tommrow. The daughter that used to call me "mommy". Where did I go wrong?

I looked to the couch and saw a very tempered Ben staring upon Christina with anger and fury in his eyes.

"Christina! Get over here right now! We need to talk! And what is that on your neck? Christina! Over! here! Now!" Ben said sternly.

"What the fuck? Ha. You're just a dooche. Get out of here and go back to you're "supposed" job Benedick".

"Get over here now and shut your mouth!" Ben said grabbing her arm.

"Get your filthy hands off of me you bastard!"

"Christina, please, just listen to your father honey" I said, butting in.