Scars and past times

Chapter 4 No More

As blood trickles down the steering wheel and not my hand, my mind rushes to what had just happened. I look into the roof mirror and look at my face. Bruising under my eye has already begun and my right side of my face is swollen and red. I park the car into a speeding halt and run inside pinching my nose. I run inside to see my mom drunk as well with multiple bottles of tequila on her bead side. A cigarette box also lays there on the night stand opened with multiple cigarettes missing. It smells of smoke and old unwashed clothes. She laughs at me and smirks. "What happened to your face, it looks uglier than ever," she laughs. A tear runs down my face and I run into the bathroom. Before I open the door a glass bottle is thrown at my body. It shatters and glass pierces my skin. I finally open the bathroom door and lock it and begin pulling out the shattered pieces of glass out of my skin. I then try to put foundation on all the bruises and bandage up the cut on the side of my forehead. I sit down beside the door and cry into my jeans. I ask myself why I ever believed him and why I ever trusted him. I then open the door and peek out at my mom. She's sipping out of another opened bottle with a cigarette in the other hand. My mind is outraged and I scream. My mom yells in the background "shut up!" I stand up still feeling shaky after the multiple blows to my body. I walk out and stomp toward my moms room. I point a finger at her and yell "I'm done, you were never a real mom and never a real person. I had to look after you.... you never looked after me! I did everything for you. I won't take this any longer. No more putting up with your food, no more putting up for your groceries, no more cooking, no more cleaning, and no more you. I don't even know what to call you. Cause I'm not going to say goodbye mom or goodbye guardian. Instead I'm just going to leave because you don't have a title that is worthy of you. I hate you and always will." And at that moment I left. Not a single word stumbled out of her mouth as I left her room. I went straight to the garage and grabbed a suit case and packed all of my belongings. I packed blankets, clothes, food, shoes, and other personal belongings Like photos and old books I always read when I was younger. I found some spare cash in the safe my dad always kept and I began to load all the items and luggage into my car. I made a small bead in the back 3 seats of my car and high tailed it to the main road. With no idea where I was going or what I was going to do, I just drove into the distance saying goodbye to the old town I once knew.