4- Bombarding The Target

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I don't believe, still can't believe it

You left in peace, left me in pieces

Hayley

I can't stop thanking Amy and her mom Lauren for this. I think that my life is getting a new sense. Both of them drop me home and I know that they pray that my "mom" approves, if she doesn't Lauren told me to call her and she'll talk some sense to mom, so I'm sure that this will work in someway.

I wave a goodbye to Amy's car and turn the knob just to find Kim, I mean, mom, sitting on some man's lap, obviously making out and touching themselves, trying to make each other turned up for some action. I'm tired of this and I feel so disgusted with this sight; I just run to my room and lock the door. I'm just so angry that I can't control my thoughts. I pick 2 military bags and start throwing all my clothes and shoes and accessories and while doing so I text Amy if she could back to my house but I beg her to not honk because mom will know she's here. She and her mom agree and we decide that they'll be waiting for me in the main road and I'll jump from my window and skate to their car.

I finish my packing and throw my skateboard and bags down and skate to the main road until they arrive. I look back to my house and, I'll admit it, I feel a little bad because I'm leaving her but truth is that she left me first so theres no point to be in a unloved place, I've learned to call home. I'm finally moving out, without her permission of course, and I can start a new life, without her. They come and without thinking twice I hop inside, leaving all horrible memories behind.

"What happened? Did she let you go?" Lauren asked, appears like Amy didn't told her.

"I'm moving without her knowing because I'm  tired of seeing her snogging different man every night so now she do what she wants without me." I explained, not ashamed of saying what my "amazing mother" had become throughout the years.

"Oh. I'm sorry honey. Stay with us tonight because tomorrow you guys are leaving me alone." she said with a hint of sadness. Because Amy is her only child and her father leaved them when Lauren knew she was expecting.

"Thank you so much! How can I ever repay you?" I said happily.

"Nothing sweetheart. By the way, since when you and Amy became friends?" she asked to both of us.

"Since forever mom,you already know that." Amy replied a little mad, appears like this question have been asked many times.

"Oh. Yeah. Both of you are getting old," Lauren stated, once again in the "getting old" topic.

"Mom, please not again. Just quit it." Amy said with such boring tone that it just made me laugh.

"But honey think about it. Like, you're leaving to London and you gotta look hot for those European boys. You know what? I'm gonna give you a set of cream I use and girl, they are a miracle." Lauren said happily and Amy rolled her eyes and I simply laughed.

We arrived to their house and Amy told me settled in while she and her mom cooked something. She had always loved cooking and I'm sure that when we get to be roomed together, we're gonna get so fat. Yeah, I know it's a lame joke but I had to say it so, hands down. I go to the guest room and got settled and plug my phone to the charger and to my surprise I get a new text message:

From: Kim

"I know you're hidden somewhere but I'll find you!"

Great threat Kim, like, really? From tomorrow on, you'll never find where I'll be. New destination, London, England. You can finally be free, so you can do your dirty stuff on your own without thinking that you'll have to worry about your daughter. You have never worried about me, and I won't have to be worried about you.

We all eat and have a small conversation about our future in the UK. Right after I finished, I took a shower, shaved my legs and washed my hair. Then I took the blower and dry it so tomorrow it'll be not so bad.

"Dude when we're leaving?" I asked Amy.

"Plane leaves at 8am but we leave the house at 6:30." she replied and I hugged her goodbye and also thank and hug her mother.

I make the bed and literally throw myself in it. And I start thinking about my new life in Europe and how I got free of mom, but what about Dustin? No, if I do, he will tell mom and this could become a chaos. But if I don't, he could get even more mad at me, and I know that for sure things could get worse. But you know what? You need me but I don't need you. None of you.

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