"Get your ass over here right now Amelia!!!" I here my drunk mother say as I'm working on my homework.
"How dare you come in my house and walk pass this mess and do nothing about it!!??" she says still screaming.
"I'm sorry I'm doing my homework and I thought Bryan was going to clean it.." I say with my voice trembling. She can't control herself when she's like this.
She wasn't always like this. It all started when I turned 13. On the day of my birthday she wasn't home all day. Me and my brother Bryan went to look for her around town but, no one saw her. Bryan was getting worried and I was getting mad. 'How could she does this to me' was all I thought.
We went back home and I fell asleep on the couch. When I woke up I smelled the alcohol I'm the air. I got up and went to the kitchen to find a drunk man slapping my mom I just didn't realize that man was my dad.
I turned around and ran to my room with my phone and called my bestfriend Luke. He answered the phone like just woke up
"Hello?" he said in his morning voice
"Hey is your mom busy I need to leave my house my dad is here and he's not to happy" I explained to him frantically crying and searching for my stuff
Me and Luke have been through more stuff than we even want to say sometimes.
I hear him get up and tell his friend Ashton what's happing.
"Hey Ashton and me are coming over we will meet you at your window lock your door and don't be scared I love Amelia please stay strong" while saying that his voice cracked slightly.
I hung up and ran to my door and locked it then went back to trying find my things.
I felt bad so bad I'm leaving my mother and my brother but what was I supposed to do?
