Why me ? -Caspar Lee

Chapter 23

All my mom kept doing was one thing...

Crying.

Crying over the house.

Crying over a man who cheated on her.

Crying because her kids were bruised.

And I could hear it all night long.

+Morning+

"Ouch." I tried to sit straight in my bed, but it was too difficult.

I had to roll out of bed.

And I fell on the ground.

"OW ! .. Hi ground." I sighed.

I had to hold myself at something to stand up.

And I maded it.

"Finally !" I managed to stand on my two feet.

I hinked my bathroom.

And I looked at my face.

I tried to hide everything with make-up.

Lipbalm would hurt my lip.

And I couldn't hide my cut through my eyebrow.

And I couldn't do much about my eye.

"Fuck make-up." I said to myself.

I hinked out of my room.

"Oh Jeanette how are you ?" My mom asked.

"My leg hurts." I mumbled.

"Didn't Trevor gave you the crutches ?" My mom asked.

"What crutches ?" I asked.

Typical Trevor.

On that moment, Trevor came out of his room.

"Morning everyone." He yawned.

"Morning Mr. Crutches." I said.

"Whu  ? Cruthes ?... Oh yeah !"  He ran back into his room.

Tree seconds later he came back with Barbie pink crutches.

"Pink ? Seriously ?" I said.

"Yeaaah... I kinda chose them." He said.

"You know I hate pink."

"Now I know."

"He gave me the crutches and I crawled downstairs with those things in my hands."

I went to the kitchen and I made myself a sandwich with jam for breakfast.

While I was eating, I was planning on how I was going to tell my mom about my friend.

After I ate my breakfast, I went back to my room.

I entered my room and I searched for my phone.

J: Guess who's walking on Barbie pink crutches *le puking

Five minutes later I recieved an answer.

C: Barbie ?

I mentally facepalmed myself.

J: WRONG ANSWER ! ME

C: ooooooh

J: I need to go.

And I putted my phone under my pillow.

I went downstairs. And I saw mom sitting with a tissue in her hands.

I went to her to take a seat.

"Hi mom." I said.

She just nodded.