Are you Scared?

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Did i ever love you or did I just feel lost and scared by the scars on my heart?
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Buzzing, that's what woke me up. And I knew exactly who is calling me. The one and only Katharine Megan Evans. My mother.

I groaned, stretching so I could answer  but before I even made out where I put my phone last night she ended the call. Great, why did I leave my ringtone on.

I stretched some more, ya know typical morning routine, little strech here and there, yawn and winning and I'm up.

Getting down from my bed I took my phone and opened the door of my room. My dogs came running to me greeting me good morning. After saying hello to them my journey through the house continues.

As every morning not, person, I put on some coffee and decided to return the call that I previously got. But as I was assuming that damn thing that I probably couldn't live without ringed again.

- Yes, mother? - I answered pouring my coffee.

- Skyler Sheila Hughes are you up?  It's 14 o'clock already. - she asked. I could hear typing of computer tips, imidiatly I knew that she had to much work on her hands and that she would probably end the call in few seconds and call me again after two minutes.

- It's summer, don't have school. What do you expect me to do?  Get up at 6 am? - I asked taking a sip of coffee and sitting down on sofa.

- Call you back. - she said and ended the call. I rolled my eyes, she always does that. It actually gets on my nerves pretty much.

Deaciding that it wasn't worth it to stress having in mind that my morning didn't start well already I stood up looking for my cigarettes. Yes I do smoke, no I'm not a rebel. I do smoke and drink and my grades are As and Bs so I don't see problem in anything.

My mother knows that I smoke and drink and she doesn't like it, but nether less she knows that if she tells me to stop or ground me I will do it behind her back. And that's a fact.

Lighting up my cigarettes and turning on TV I imidiatly put on some music and tried to relax a little. That was until my mother decided to call me again.

- Yes. - I answered trying to sound unstressed.

- What are you doing?  - she asked in monotone voice. I signed and tried to answer but the call was ended again.

Seriously this women. I rolled my eyes and turned on my internet so I could check if there was any messages at all.

And for the record there was. Which is pretty, i don't know odd. Having in mind that I was totally anti social. I had one close friend Jacki and two good friends Nana and Joy that I occasionally went out for a drink.

I opened message from Jacki which was for the record again her whining how I sleep to long and how she was bored and didn't have anything to do except look for hd pics of our favorite band. I laughed and sent her crying from laughter emoji signaling that she is insane indeed and that I'm awake.

I checked other messages, it was from my friend that lived in another city asking if I was ever to come there. Hopfully I will, until than I'm stuck with this same old city and same old people.

My phone ringed again and it was Jacki.

- What?! - I slurred taking a smoke.

- Thank god, I through you died. - she loved to exaggerate. I chuckled and took a sip of my coffee waiting for her to continue.

- So are we... Yooo stop that... Stop screaming, I swear to God I will kill you, all five of you... Are you insane.... - I chuckled more, listening how she dacalred killing spree to her three sisters and two brothers that she had.