Hoodie [Alejandro Rosario]

Chapter 40

Christi woke up to her alarm. It was eight o'clock in the morning, she got up and got all of her stuff together and went to change. She put on a bra and put on a cropped tank top, she then got grey sweatpants and slipped on her checkered vans. She applies some concealer around her bruise, then she put on her glasses when she saw them on her bedside table and out the case in her backpack.

She dragged all of her stuff and put them in the trunk on her car. She almost filled her trunk but managed to make room so she could fit the other's stuff. She then got in her car and started the car, and left immediately, heading to the airport in LA immediately, to reunite with the people who she loved and cared most for.

Christi's mom shorty got home after Christi left. She was stress, but happy after last night. She didn't care if her daughter stayed or not. She didn't regret on what she told her daughter last night, giving her an option to leave or not. She had enough of her 'bullshit'. She then opened the front door, and made her way slowly to Christi's room.. or was Christi's room. She opened the door, and her room was practically empty. She eyes then widen.. She actually left. She thought.

She then made her way to the kitchen, to grab another bottle of alcohol. Two of the main reasons of her drinking at that moment, was one, Christi being gone, she didn't think she'll actually leave, and now she was slowly regretting her words that night, and two, she date didn't go out too well. As she opened the cabinets to find a piece of paper. She grabbed it as she read the paper.

Dear Mom,

I don't even know if I should call you 'mom' still.. but, you apparently made the decision to kick me out.. well, you didn't technically, but you still pretty much did. You gave me the choice, and I chose to leave. Why? Well, your ass had been abusing me for the past few years, picking fights with me that don't even make sense. I had the opportunity, and I took it. Now in about a week, you'll see me no where near San Diego. I'm not gonna say about where I'm going after a week. But you should know that is no where in California.
This is already hard on me. I still actually love and care for you.. but you never actually gave that kind of mother-daughter love. I hate that I have to leave, but it had to happen. I was gonna wait until 18, when I leave and cut off all communication from you. But I have friends who could provide for me now, and help me out. Now.. I'm entering a new chapter in my life, a chapter that won't involve you.
And yes, I am gonna miss your annoying drunk ass. If anything happens to you, I will go and be by your side, your my mother after all. So, don't do anything stupid. I beg you.. I'll still love you to death.

Your 'poor excuse' of a daughter,
Christi Rose Gomez

Her mom then shedded a few tears as she read the letter her daughter as wrote for her. She then shook her head, then crumpled it up and threw it to the side. She didn't want to deal with it. She grabbed a bottle and closed the cabinets, and opened the bottle, drinking it immediately. She started processing all her thoughts, and decisions.

Christi got to the airport around ten in the morning. She didn't want to wait for a while so she drove around near the airport, she found a nearby Starbucks and decided to go get something from there. She hasn't had breakfast so she needed to eat. She went through the drive through and got another Caramel Frappuccino with a cinnamon roll she saw and got that as well. She felt like the boys would want some as well, so she asked got what the boys would probably want, she didn't really know so she tried. She then payed. and got her food and headed back to the airport.

She got back to the airport and proceeded inside with the Starbucks she bought for them. She waited by the gate they were suppose to come out of and stood around. She got a little tired and decided to go find a table and chair. As she was about to find one, he heard someone calling out her name.