Innocent

chapter 2

I laid in my bed with the covers pulled over my face. My knees were against the wall. my mother was damage our lives, making our lives a living hell. At least I had Jesse, he was two years older than I was, and I had just graduated high school, I had just turned eighteen. With Jesse's part time job, he promised me that we would leave this horrible place as soon as he had enough money saved up, he promised it would not be long now.
I knew that day would be one of the happiest days of my life, when I could leave home, and I would never come back! My eyes slowly closed, and I fell into a deep sleep, I was woken by the yelling of my mother downstairs. I could also hear Jesse's voice, screaming back at her. I could tell by his voice he was in tears. Jesse didn't cry much. He was tough. I rolled out of bed and slowly crept downstairs into the living room. When I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, I could see my mother and Jesse standing in the living room.

"You can leave, I don't care! But Jaydee is not leaving with you" she yelled at him in a hard tone.
"Just because you're her mother, doesn't mean you can tell her what to do" he snapped back at her. A tear rolled down his cheek.
"Actually, I can" she laughed.
"You think you are a good mother? Well, think about that again. You know nothing about her, do you?" My mother stomped her foot. "She's my daughter and I love her!"
"You love her? That's a lie mother!" she grinned.
"Oh shut up. I don't care about her, and you were a mistake, since the day you were born. I wish you were never born!" My mother screamed at Jesse.

Tears rolled down Jesse cheeks. "See, you care about nothing, except yourself! Jaydee and I are leaving Mother" Jesse stood there wiping away his tears. Mother turned around and slowly walked into the kitchen. After a few seconds, I heard her punch the wall. She screamed to her self after second, or so. I jumped. I took a step over to where Jesse was standing and grabbed him, and wrapped my arms around him. "How much did you see of that?" he asked me, as he put his arm around me; his hand rested on my back.
"Enough" I whispered. He sighed.
"This is enough, it's getting worse. We are going to leave. Don't worry though, everything will be alright. I promise" he told me kissing my cheek. I smiled to myself.
"Jesse! I wish you were never born!" my mother yelled, and then I could hear her feet running towards us. Jesse let go of me and pushed me aside. I fell on my bottom and looked up at my mother. Her eyebrows were narrowed, and in her right hand was a kitchen knife. I gasped.

"Jesse! Move!" I yelled, when I realized my mother was coming closer to him with a knife that was tightly clenched in her fingers. I was frozen, I couldn't move; I wanted to push Jesse out of the way of my mother and the knife. I could tell he was in shock. Mother's breath was hard.

"Mother! Don't hurt him please!" I screamed, in tears. She stopped a few inches away from him and just stared at him. I watched her as I prayed.

"He is my brother, don't do it! And he's your son!" my voice was low, but loud enough for her to hear.
"He was a mistake! Since the day he was born I have regretted him" her breath was still hard.
"If you're going to kill me, then do it already!" Jesse screamed at her.
"Jesse don't tempt her!" Jesse turned his head to look at me and blinked his eyes. After a second or so, he turned back to mother. Her face was tense.

I took a step forward and grabbed Jesse's hand. "Jesse come on" I told him in a whisper. "Please, Jesse" I said, after about a minute. I tugged on his hand.
"I regret every minute you were in this world Jesse Thompson!" my mother screamed. I had my eyes on both of them. I turned my head to look up the stairs. "Jesse lets go upstairs and let her calm down" I tugged on his hand again. Jesse gasped loudly and his hand tightened around mine. I turned my head slowly back to look at Jesse and my mother. My mother was standing there with her hands behind her back. Jesse had his one hand on the side of his neck, and his eyes were wide and he was starting to fall. Mother turned quickly, and ran out of the room. After a few seconds I heard the back door open and then slam shut.