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Maxwell Quinn
I walk down the stairs and try to not slip and hurt myself again like i always do, almost halfway down the steps when the bitter smell of vomit hit my nose, mam was on her knees vomiting her guts out, i ran over to the white cabinet and pulled out a red bucket we use for leaks, and ran over to mam's side and pulled her hair out of the way and put the bucket in her hands, " mam you gotta stop this daily drinking thing you got going now it is gonna kill you mam" i say looking at her face with concern, she looks at with a half blank and half guilt look, then she turns and clears her throat " i am trying i really am maxwell you know i love you maxy i do but it hard as a single mother and your father left use with nothing and max i-is i-i-n a institution for bipolar II disorder and IED and this house is getting more and more expensive by the year and your school is to and i am trying but i need help and i don't have the money for rehab right now so please understand that please i am begging you maxy" she voice is dry and fresh tears are coming out, this is the first i have heard mam open up, i went over to the sink and got paper towels for her to wipe her mouth and i got the mop and moped the throw up, after that i went over to the couch and sat next to her and hugged her i felt the tears of mams on my shirt " mam we will get through this together we will it is baby steps i am willing to take for you mam i love you to just mam promise me will try to stop this daily drinking mam please that is all i am asking, also max wants to talk to you today so please mam try for him and try for me" she wiped the tear with her sleeve and nodded a sweet nod, i cleared my throat " let get you upstairs mam and clean you up come on" she held onto my arm as i lifted her up, i walked slowly up the stairs and ran the fosit until it was warm enough and slowly lowered mam into the tud," just holler if you need help mam" she nodded and i closed the door half way, and went to her room to find her a set of pj's i went to her closest and pick out fluffy pants and a tee-shirt that said ' i like to party and by partying i mean sleep' and went back to the bathroom, mam was looking at herself in the mirror she was brushing her figure across her face and cried knowing that she needs to stop soon, i walked over and handed her clothes to her" sweetie can i put braids in your hair" i stopped and glanced over to her i nodded...i am finally getting my real mother back i felt something wet run down my face a tear not a sad tear nor a mad tear but a happy tears i am feeling happy that my mom is trying this time she is trying for me and max. My mother after a while calls the institution and asked for max i hear her talk,
"Hey max how are you doing i am sorry i haven't been calling"
"Mam it is fine the real question is are you ok " mam paused for a minute
"Max all i can say is i am trying a hard as i can for the both of you i know no that i haven't been at all a mother that you needed i was always so selfish to the both of you and i let my addiction get to far i failed you i did the worst to you and when you come back i swear to be the best to you and you maxwell i hope that in your heart you can forgive me and i will be a better mother to the both of you"
" mam i will always forgive you you know that and i am doing ok i guess but i mess your cooking the cooking here tastes like crap no joke and i can't even talk to some at all but overall i am here to get help and it is helping i like my doctor he is really nice to me maybe you can come and meet up with him mam he also single to" mam laughed her sweet laugh that i haven't heard for years
" oh max maybe we'll see maybe next week i will come and see you"
"Really mam you will come next week can maxwell come to as will and maybe wait when willam getting out of jail mam we haven't talk about him at all" mam paused
" max i don't know when he is getting out but i will see ok but i love you and talk to you soon"
" i love you to mam and get better."
" i will "
Mam walked over and sat her phone on the counter and sat with both hands on the sides of her head, i knew she didn't like to talk about willam my other brother he was there first kid and my and max older brother mam said he was a sweet boy i knew that he was to but he began to change and wasn't the old willam something snapped in his brain and he began to be more rude and mean to kids i mean i knew it was probably because of dad not being there and mam not understanding at all, but he joined a gang that was called silver roses, they weren't good people at all they were ruthless and didnt no pain at all they only knew how to kill and when william joined he was only 15 years old everyone else was 20 or older so he was a youngseter but at the same time born for it, it was will i dont know the word for it at all but he was just mad, i remember him coming home once and he had tattoos up and down his arm one was the gang sign of a silver rose and much more it wasn't him but at the same time it was, but one day he shot a innocent boy william thought it was someone from the rival gang but it wasn't it was a 1 3 year old boy he shot and he also shot the friends to it was awful site, he was arrested and sent to jail. Mam never talks about it at all and i never say his name but soon he will be getting out and he will stay with us even though she doesn't want him to he is still her son. And he still my brother. But i guess mam see it differently then we do she doesn't hate him but she is instead kinda scared of what he could do and what might happen when he gets out but for know we need to worry about right know and let the future do its job.
