Locked

Chapter 2

As she walked down the dirty hallway that led to her door, she heard stomps in the neighboring apartment and the sound of glass breaking. The shifting lights in the hallway didn't make the mood feel any better. 

As she looked through the open door, she noticed multiple empty bottles on the kitchen counter. She walked right pass them, as if it was something normal to see everyday. As she got closer to the couch, she saw a woman laying down, mumbling things to herself. She pulled the blanket on top of her as she whispered: "Go to sleep mom,"and her mother responded: "Leave me alone, Cassandra." 

She did this so naturally as if it was a routine for her. She cared deeply for her mother, but the feeling didn't seem to be mutual. Her mom wasn't like any of the other moms. She wouldn't tuck her daughter in; she usually wasn't even home by then. She spent her days working until she dropped. And when she finished her shift, she would drown her sorrow in alcohol. She would say she had nothing to live for, that her life was useless, but she always left out the part where she had an amazing and caring daughter.

 And of course Cassandra knew this, but she would just ignore it because she knew that her mother had a right to act this way, considering her life story.