Get Ready to Run

Bonus Chapter

Bonus Chapter

(The Beginning)

It was almost eight in the morning and there was no way I was making it to school on time.Plus I still had Hailey to drop off as well.

"Mom where are the keys!?" I yelled down stairs.

I swear, she always hides them from me when I need them the most. She says she "forgets" but I know it's because she's scared I'll get into an accident like my dad did.

"Um I think I left them in my jacket pocket!" She yelled back, seeming a lot more energized than usual. It has taken her months to get out of depression mode and out of bed, but for the past few weeks she's running around like she drank a few red bulls or something.  

Ugh, I thought.

"Which one?!"

"The Calvin Klein, the one with all the buttons!"

I knew exactly which one it was, I always asked her if I could borrow it and she would always say no. Not like that ever stopped me, as far as she knew at least.

I walked into the oversized walk in closet and avoided the left side completely, my dad's side. We didn't have the heart to throw or give anything away, but leaving it as is was just as hard.

Rummaging through all the coats in search for the right one was seemingly impossible when I was in such a hurry. But at last I found it. On top of it having a bunch buttons, it also had a million pockets as well. It's like she made it purposefully that much more difficult for me to find them.

I looked in the outside pockets first and only found a few parking stubs and some gum. Next pocket, nothing. Inside pockets, more gum, some mints and a few dollars, which I took. The other inside pocket had what felt like the little packets they put in clothing they tell you not take out, only it felt bigger and fuller.

Despite the fact that I was already late, I decided to bring out the packet to confirm my suspicions.

Except it didn't.

I pulled out of her coat a small zip lock baggy with a few pills inside.

I'm not stupid. I knew it wasn't medication. At least not the type you legally get from a doctor.

It was only a few, four maybe, but it looked too little for the size of the bag, almost as if there should have been more inside. It could have been a few dozen for all I care, it didn't change the fact that my mom had a bag of fucking pills in her coat pocket!

That explains why she's so hyped up,I thought.

"Sawyer, did you find them?" I heard her say as she came up the stairs.

I quickly stashed the bag into my jeans and grabbed the keys, running out of the closet and right past her, "Yeah, got em."

I took Hailey to school and took off to a crappy cafe near my house. 

I knew she was hiding something, I just wasn't sure what. She would come home at godly hours of the night with bull shit excuses or she'd sneak out during the day to meet with a "friend". I tried following her once but I didn't get far before I retreated back to the house.

Not this time though.

She didn't go into work till nine so I had some time till she stepped out of the house to go to work.

Drugs was the last straw. As it was she completely ignored Hailey and I, letting us fend for ourselves. She always acted as if she was the only one grieving, never taking into consideration that her daughters just lost their father too.