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A busy, busy day

I wake up extra early, and throw on some shorts and a t-shirt. I grab my keps and head to the kitchen. I grab my go-to cup and pour some ornate juice in it. I love orange juice, it's my favorite drink besides coffee. I'm in a rush to catch mom before she heads out of the house for the day or else I would make coffee. I grab a banana and my to-go cup and head to my car.
I turn on some music and jam all the way to mom's. As I pull in I see the living room lights on and for a minute I'm super nervous. All the memories from the last time I was here rush back to me and I feel sick. I hurriedly open the door as I un-buckle my seatbelt and as I lean over I puke my guts on in the driveway. I hear the front door open and I get even more nervous as I vomit more. Footsteps. I wipe my mouth and look up, and i see my mother.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you pregnant?!" She asks. I sit up and gran my breakfast and turn off my car. We head inside and I don't say anything to her because I have nothing to say. She should know I have no chance of being pregnant. At this point I realize I never answered Ryan yesterday. I hope she would understand. I'm so bust today I don't have time to text her right now, or to check and see what she has messaged me. I hear to the kitchen and grab garbage bags. I don't know if my dad is here and I don't care. Mom doenst follow me upstairs and I'm thankful

I have garbage bags full everywhere. My clothes are all packed up, along with towels, and kaylee's stuff. I've been snaking in her room and rummaging through stuff she might needs. I grabbed her favorite dolls, her clothes, and her shoes. As I'm taking the bags to my car, I realize I have to come back for a second trip. and then I realize I need Ryan. I sit on my bed and eat my breakfast that I should've eaten forever ago, but was to wired to not start packing. I pull out my phone and look at my messages from Ryan.
"Hey...."
"How's the visit going?"
"Is everything okay?"
"Are you alive?" I laugh at this text. Of course I'm alive. I thought she knew how busy I would be.
I hit the call button and I catch Ryan up on everything that happened yesterday and then I ask her to come to my parents house and to bring her truck. After I hang up and know that Ryan is on her way here I start unloading my bed. I take the mattress off and set it against the wall, thank God I already packed up the comforter and stuff. I take off the box spring and set my head board next to the box spring. I run down stairs and rummage through the drawers in the kitchen for a screwdriver. I find what I need and as I'm heading upstairs I skip a step and fall...as I hit the floor at the bottom of the stairs the front door opens and I scream in pain from my ribs aching. Arms wrap around me and my head is pounding but I can't think, all I can is feel. And all I feel is pain. My ribs hurt so bad....i open my eyes and I see Ryan. My pain isn't any less but her being here is enough to make it less noticeable. I get up and pull her into a hug. I can't hold her long, because I want to get the room packed up before we find out where my dad is hiding.
"Are you okay?!" She asks worriedly. 
*I grab her hand and we head upstairs* "Yes I'm fine baby." I say smiling at her as I close the door behind us. "We have a lot to do the sooner we get it done, the sooner we get out of here." I start working on the frame as Ryan takes the mattress down to her truck, and as she comes back for the box spring I lay one bar next to the headboard. I start working on the other bar as she heads back out with the box spring. We continue working like this for the next hour, surprisingly uninterrupted by my parents. As soon as we get my room done I walk into Kaylee's room and make sure that I have everything that I think that she might need I leave her bed because I already have plans for a new one for her. As I start exiting her room I bumped into a large frame realizing that this is probably my father my nerves are going crazy. I freeze and when I feel hands go around my waist I know that it's Ryan I turn around and face her and when my eyes meet hers I feel calm.

As I start my engine I watch Ryan pull out of the parking lot and my dad comes running out as I'm pulling out he leans down to the passenger window and I slightly roll it down just a tad I get nervous anxious. What could he possibly want? What could he want to say? Does he really think this is a good time? Does he know that I'm a constant mess thinking about what he did to me? Does he think that it's okay just to run up to my car and try to talk to me? I want to drive off, but at the same time I want to see what he wants. He looks me in the eyes and he trie's his best to make what he assumes is an apology but then I noticed my mother standing at the door smiling and it's at this point that I know that my father will never be the same man again. That he's always going to be wrapped around her finger no matter what. Nothing can ever be the same after this, I know that I have to keep going and I know that I once I get custody of Kaylee that everything will be okay. I can't let her go through what I went through.

Is Ryan and I get to my apartment we pull everything into the house including the bed and we set the bed frame the box spring the band stress all in my room and as I'm going through the trash bags Ryan is making lunch. As I start going through Kaylee stuff Ryan brings and sandwiches and some milk and we sit down and I take a little break.
"So what did your dad have to say? I saw after I pulled away of that he ran up to the car." She looks suspicious but at the same time cautious.
"He was trying to apologize or what he assumes was an apology I guess. I didn't stay too long to listen what he had to say because I knew that nothing would not change no matter what he had to say or what he thought he could say to make anything better. As soon as I get custody of Kaylee I'm not letting the same thing that happened to me happen to her so I'm going to make sure that she has the best life growing up and that she has everything that she could possibly want. I want to be able to do that for her to give her the life I never had. I want to be able to save her and make her forget about everything that has happened with Mom and Dad. You know?"
Ryan looks at me and I see sadness and pain in her eyes. I know she understands and that's why she's my best friend and my girl. She's the only one who could ever understand what is going on, and understand me. And I love her for that.

After Ryan leaves and we got my bed set up in my room and got Kaylee's stuff set up in her room I get a phone call from Kaylee's social worker saying that we have a home study set up tomorrow so they can check the house thank God I already have everything set up. I want to wake up extra early tomorrow and make breakfast and have everything ready have the floor vacuumed and everything ready to go so that when they get here they know how serious I am about getting Kaylee I don't want to delay her getting home I really just want her to be here. And then we can get settled in and and she can get started back at school and I can start going to work and go back to school.