Those words cut like knives through my memories of what I thought was true and I clung to the only thoughts I hoped were real.
"What do you mean?" I asked trying to keep my composure.
"I mean that this woman is not your mother." he clarified looking into my eyes.
My mom ran to the bathroom and started to vomit. It was only then that I realized how damaged she'd been. As I held her hair back, I saw all the empty bottles of vodka lying around. Then when I thought it couldn't get any worse my brother walked into the bathroom and saw the scene. He looked at me with tear filled eyes as he saw the bottles in his mother's room. My mother turned around and her once perfect makeup was smeared down her face from crying and beneath her foundation and concealer I could see the deep purple bruises that she tried to hide.
"Luke", I cooed, "It's gonna be okay."
But to myself, I knew it wasn't. I never really thought about what it was like when I was born, I just focused on my brother's birth. I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize the sirens blaring outside the house. Two EMS workers came into the bathroom and took my mom out on a stretcher.
"What's going on Mary?" My little brother asked tears streaming down his face.
"I'm not exactly sure sweetie, but I'm right here. It's okay." I replied and pulled him close to me hugging him.
It's sad that I'm used to doing this. That I'm used to comforting my brother like a mom would. His sobs grew lounder as the police came in and talked to Mitchelle. Mitchelle walked in and looked at Luke and I and pryed him off of me.
"I'm gonna need you to get your stuff Mary.This isn't your home." he said holding my brother who was still crying.
"Okay." I replied quietly.
I was too worn out to say another word, yet my mind was going wild. While grabbing my stuff, I came across a photo of my dad and I missed him. I was on his shoulders and his green eyes were wide open and his mouth sticking his tongue out. God I missed him.
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The Unknown
Teen FictionMary's life has been chaotic ever since her brother was born. Her mother started coming home late, her father seemed to simply disappear, and she lives in the middle of the woods. She thought she knew the story of why, but when the horrifying truth...
