La Muñeca

Surviving

I sat there in the limo looking outside the window; all dry trees pass one after another and dirt roads that all seem to mimic each other. Each thing that reminds of my home just made my tears leave my face.
"This is a disgusting place."
I look back at the person she called herself my mother as she snorts white powder substances into her nose. I don't bother saying anything but that's who she is.

As I finally see black Pave road a private airstrip with a huge wolf sign says 'Texacanna Beowulf Aviation' appears. There's our plane to take us back to California to the place I once called home.
Of course , my clothes were already hand pick for me this started to feel like the old me, with over price fabric touching my skin. Completely different than the clothes I had at my little home. I wanted nothing more than my cheap cotton touching my skin then over price silk; I would sell my soul to the devil to get one more real hug from my real Madre and to touch Güero lips one more time.

I left the small bathroom to only see my mother with her head lean over to couch and drink was spilling over. I wanted nothing more but show an itch of compassion but I didn't.
I had no emotions towards her, I just sat back staring on how disgusted I'm with her. Within two hours we land in California where she finally decides to wake up.
She comes to my side, "Look I don't like this any more than you do. I'm a product of my own environment. Life is a bitch it can either make you or break you. I learned to survive, everything bad that ever happened to me, got pushed down. You need to do the same if you're going to survive this life."

I don't know what came over me but my hand forcefully land on her face. The loud smack sound filled the air as my hand impacted her skin and I begin to yell at her.

"SURVIVE? WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I'VE BEEN DOING? YOU FUCKING LEFT ME TO GET RAPE OVER AND OVER AGAIN!"

She places her hand on her face as she lets out a huge laugh, "And look at you now, Your standing here. like .nothing. Stronger than ever. Surviving."

I was in California already two weeks and 'New daddy' decided to get my some private tutors to help me get my high school diploma because he didn't want to have a new daughter with lack of education because he has a title to uphold.

That's all I do now, attend summer class, daydream about Güero and those blue eyes,  I constantly staring at my old flip phone that contains beautiful memories.
I haven't seen my supposed mother or her new husband since my arrival.
I was going turn 18 and I wanted out now.
I creaked down the hall to knock at my 'parents' door when I hear the commotion from the other side; loads sounds of smacking and broken pictures frame. I debated to save but but should I? I creak the door open turning on my video camera on my disconnect phone start to record the whole event.
After I felt I got enough I yelled, "Let her go. I would hate for this to go viral."
He jumped off her body while I placed my phone into my pants.
"This is what's  going to happen, Governor. I want to leave for good and do not look for me mother!
If I find out that anything is happening to that ZORRA of my mother I will post this and everyone will see what kind of parents both of you'll are."
I stood there standing my ground and for the first time, I knew what it feels to have leverage over someone.

"If you look for me any way shape or form I will not hesitate to also tell DEA that my mother here uses drugs, pretty sure this whole place is filled with them and they come looking at everything! I don't think you want that."

I ran to my room grab my old bag where I kept hidden money with some jewelry I had in this room.
Grab other duffle bag shoved bunch of clothes and storm out as I ran and ran.
I hadn't been in California since I was twelve, I had no family or friends but I need to leave the state.