Love you,Mom

Chapter -1: Something's wrong

▪Allen's POV▪

Ring!Ring!Ring!

Ugh. What's that noise?....I groan as my phone continues to keep blowing continuously.

Ring!Ring!Ring!

I'm seriously contemplating whether I should throw this phone out of the window to shut this noise, but again I'm pretty much broke. If my phone breaks, my mother's gonna throw a fit.

Wait. The ringing stop. Whew. At last. I thought as I drift back to sleep again. Peac-

Ring!Ring!Ring!!!!

Ugh. Being done with life, I sit up on my bed, rub my eyes furiously to clear the blurriness. I take my phone to look at who's got the guts to ruin my sleep.

          Dany

Of course its my 'Deer' friend, Daniella Clinton. Why are we friends again..?
Furiously,I answer my call and snap at her "What?"

"Nothing. Just thought of waking up the sleepy head." She chirps cheerfully.  Totally unfazed by my angered outburst.

"Why do you sound so happy? It's 6:30am in the morning to cry out loud!" I exclaim frustratedly. I mean seriously, who would like to wake up at such an ungodly hour. This is pure torture.

"Well unlike you, I do remember today's the first day of school.Rise and shine Birdie." I roll my eyes at her.

Wait. Crap. I forgot today's the first day of school.

"Crap" I mutter under my breath. "Mmm.Hmm." she hums in response.
"Don't worry, you still have time.I knew as every year you would forget or get the date mixed up. "

Well unlike someone, I'm dyslexic. I can't read. Everything gets blurry to my vision and my head pounds. I get the alphabets and numbers mixed up. I barely passed middle school. And now I forgot that today's my first day for school, sweet freshman years. Just great.

"Hello~ hello~ Earth down to Allen" Dany calls out in a sing-song voice pulling me out of my thoughts. "Yeah, yeah. Gotta get ready. See you at school" I said to her after she bids me bye and I jump off the bed to get ready.

Daniella Clinton is none other than my not-so-honorable bestie. She's a year ahead me. A sophomore. We literally grew up together. My mom works as a nurse where her mom works as a dentist at the same central city hospital. 

So pathetic.

I blame my mom. For everything. For my dad leaving us, for me being dyslexic. I know it's not right but it's the only way for me to move on. By pushing her under the bus, I feel like there's actually a reason why my life is so pathetic.

I get ready and head towards the dining room. As usual my mom, Emily Leandre is sitting there with several bill's copy in her hands, contemplating how to pay them at the end of the month. I kiss my mother's cheek and she wishes me "good morning" I nod at her and have my cereal.

My mom watches me as I eat. Her under eyes patched with dark circles. Something's wrong. Worry etched on her beautiful face with a permanent frown on her lips. As much as I hate her, deep down I know I love her. But it's hard for me to admit it to her. I lost believe in the word love, ever since my alcoholic dad left us. The only man I truly loved.

Could you blame me for that?

"What's wrong?" I want to ask her. But I'm not able to express it. No sound comes out of my mouth. I'm not very expressive. I really wonder how Dany tolerates me.

She leaves for work, leaving me  alone to eat my breakfast. As usual I eat my breakfast alone.

Soon after my mom left, I get up, take my backpack and set out for school. As I go out the threshold I feel something under my worn-out shoes. An envelop. I pick it up. Its addressed to my mom.

Must be another bill check we gotta pay for. I shrugg and toss it over to the shoe stand at the corridor and I set out for the school.

As I cross the block-2 and reach the bus station waiting for the bus, why do I feel like I have done something very wrong.

Something's wrong.