As I put the finishing touches on my spiked hair and I look myself over in my mirror before I leave. My brown hair is perfectly spiked and a red bandana is tied around my head.
My brown eyes give off a faint glow due to the lighting in my bathroom and my black hoodie contrasts my tan skin perfectly.
"Alex get you ass down here!" My mom yells from downstairs and judging by her voice she's drunk. I groan and run downstairs just to come face to face with her.
"What do you want mother?" I ask I look into her green eyes. People say I look nothing like my mom, and mostly like my dad. Which is true.
She slowly raises her hand and points to the door. "Get out of my house." She slurs
I nod. "I am I was just about to leave. I'll see you in about two hours."
"Forever!" She yells anger filling her voice. My heart shatters into a million pieces, my own mom kicked me out off the house.
I walk up to her and try to give her a hug but with as much force as she could muster she pushes me away. "Bye mom." I whisper as I turn and walk out the door.
