Hold onTill May

Part 2

Now don’t be crazy

Yes of course you can stay here

Been in a touring band going on ten years

Big deal, I guess you’re official

I only say it ‘cause I know what it’s like to feel

Burt out

It gets you down

We’ve both been there sometimes

But tonight, I’ll make you feel beautiful once again

As the sun went down we ended up on the ground

I heard the train shake the window

You screamed over the sound

And as we own the night, I put your body to the death with mine

This love is out of control

3…2…1...

Where did it go?

Avery came home to the sound of breaking glass. “Shit!” She heard her mother yell from the kitchen. “Avery!” She called. “Avery, baby come here!” Avery walked into the kitchen, with Austyn right behind her. “Baby, could you clean that up,” she asked in a drunken voice. On the ground there was a shattered wine glass.

“Mom,” Avery said, walking up to her with caution. “Did you go to work today?”

“Um—“ she reached in the cabinet for another glass. “No, I called in sick. Because, remember last night I was throwing up.” She poured herself another glass of wine.

“Yeah, because you were drunk!” Austyn yelled. “What the hell is wrong with you? Dads been gone two months and look how bad you've gotten!”

“What did you say to me young man?” Her mother yelled.

“Austyn!” Avery snapped. “Go upstairs!”

“No you keep your ass down here, so I can talk to you,” their mom said. She let go of the table and started rocking back and forth.

“No, Austyn go upstairs!” Avery said. “Mom, I’ll talk to him.”

“Little shit is just like his father,” she said as he walked away. “No respect!”

“Mom it’s time to lay down,” Avery said taking her hand.

“No,” she said pulling away and nearly fell over. “You don’t fucking tell me what to do!”

“Mom please,” she reached for her hand again.

She pulled away tumbling over this time. “Fuck! See what you did?” she yelled.

“That wasn’t my fault,” Avery said agitated, trying to help her up.

“It’s always your fault,” She said standing up “Everything that is wrong with my life, is your fault.”

“Mom just go lay down,” Avery said, not letting her know that she was hurt.

“See that right there,” She said pointing at her face. “You’re like a fucking robot! You have no emotions.” She started pouring herself another drink.

“Mom!” Avery reached for the glass, but her mother pulled it out of her reach.

“Oh, did I hurt your feelings?” She said. She smiled and bent over picking up a piece of glass. She walked over and handed it to Avery. “Go ahead, show me how upset you are!”