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I walk back to mine and my mum instantly starts on me.

"WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALREADY BACK?" she yells at me.

" because I had finished" I spat.

" DONT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT. FOR GOD SAKE I THOUGHT YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN BACK MUCH LATER HE COULDNT HAVE FIXED YOU THAT QUICKLY YOU'RE TO FAR CRAZY" She cruelly screamed at me.

" AND WHOS FAULT IS THAT. IF YOU DIDNT GET DRUNK AND LEAVE THE COOKER ON AND KILL MY DAD I WOULDNT BE SO FUCKING MENTALLY FUCKED IN THE HEAD." I screamed back.

SLAP! - she slapped me round the face.

Its true shes an alcoholic. She drank and drank and drank and she killed my dad.

Shes a cruel bitch.

" get out of my house." She growled through her teeth.

"FINE"

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Ring Ring.

"El?" I sobbed down the phone.

" yeah? Jess whats up?" she questioned.

" can I come yours tonight. me and mum have had another argument and shes told me to get out. ill be asleep in 2 hours tops I promise."

" ohkay" she gives in.

I get in my car and drive to El's. Shes always been there for me.

25 Minutes later and I was at El's.

"Hey. El Im so sorry I dont mean this to happen im sorry its just she started about my dad again and she had no right it was her fault." I explain.

" Look im gonna hit the pillow. im so tired and im so sorry." I speak.

" its fine its fine the guest's room is done for you babe. I love you" she sings.

" love you too El thank you so much." I praise her, I really do she puts up with all my shit and helps me.

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