She's not the one... Is she?

Bottles

EPISODE 1

I was sitting in my room watching Oitnb (orange is the new black) on my TV. Mom always complains about me using 'too much' time on devices. I disagree. I don't use a lot of time, i just. All of my friends are online, witch my mom doesn't like either. She says they could be someone lying about their age, but when my brother talks to people on the internet he doesn't get in trouble. I just love music, reading, writing songs and dreaming. Daydreaming, i do that often, it helps me escape to my world. I created the world when i was little, i needed it. When i was little or baby i got moved to a foster home and was adopted into a beautiful family at the age of four. Witch consists of myself, my half brother, dad, mom and cat. The perfect family every child could ever dream of. But perfection isn't real. My mom and dad got divorced when i was seven. My brother is a criminal and is in prison. He's getting out soon. My dad turned to alcohol and so did my mother. So sometimes i need an escape, and that's one of the reasons why I've written over eight songs the last month. Songs. All your feelings just, right there on a paper, just like writing stories. Music keeps out the yelling that my mom does. Now I'm here. The next six weeks I'm staying at my mom's house. I snap out of my little world when i hear my mom yelling. "GET DOWN HERE" i turn down the music playing witch is 'Broken' That song hits somewhere. 'will you end my pain, will you take my life' I think to myself mimicking the lyric. "NOW" she screams again, i sigh and i close my computer. I slowly walk the ladder from my loft. I jump over the last two steps. I look down as i make my way into the living room. "Miss Opily" i say looking up. She looks awful. Underbags under her eyes and smoke filling up the air, bottles everywhere and empty pill bottles. "get your mama a drink" she says waving an empty bottle at me, i look up at her and walk over to the empty pill glass that's laying on the ground. I pick it up and the label says 'depression pills' i sigh "as you wish" i walk out and into the kitchen. I open the refrigerator and i look. Shit, i think to myself. I slowly walk to the door "Miss, we don't have any" "THEN GET SOME" I need money" "ON THE COUNTER!" I walk back into the kitchen and get the money. 'no this needs to be cleaned up' i look around. I look into the living room at my mom whos almost sleeping on the couch. I get a bag and throw all the food out and trash. I look at my mom assuring she's sleeping. She is. I start cleaning the whole house and I'm done after three hours. No bottles, pills, old food, trash or anything anywhere. Clean floor and counters, everything is clean. "what did you want to drink miss Opily" "You know!" she's a little calmed down cause she has been sleeping. I get the motorcycle and i drive to the store.