Parents.

Chapter 9

2 weeks later I was out of the hospital.

Landon had constantly been on the phone with his mom. I was starting to lose hope. We were staying at Justin and Selena's house, and it was huge. Landon and I had rooms across from eachother. I was sitting on his bed while he was on the phone with his mother.

Landon never cries. I have been with him over a year, I've never seen that boy cry. Yet, he was crying. A lot. He hung up with his mom and I didn't know what to expect. His eyes were still puffy.

"She said, I can stay for two months, after that I have to stay there."

Well, he's staying for summer. What about after that? How in the world am I gonna go through this alone.

"What am I gonna do?"

"I'll beg her."

"Will you?"

"Anything for you."

"I love you.

"Love you more."

"Love you most."

We decided we needed to spend the time we had together worth while.

We walked around with my parents that night. My adoptive mom stayed home.

When we got home she was on the couch. Ever since I told her I'm staying, she hasn't said a word.

"Hey, mom. Why didn't you come with us?"

"You don't like me anyway."

she was being such a child. Immature.

"I still love you, and I'm coming back."

She laughed as she shook her head.

I was done with her. I went up to my room and played my guitar. My love for music was crazy.

I was lost in my music for about an hour, then I heard falling in my bathroom.

I walked in and I saw my mother laying on the floor with a bottle of pills in her hand.

"CALL 911!!!!"

Tears were streaming down my face. My mother killed herself.