Pimp me out Mommy

All for me

The following day I woke up and I knew it would be the day I'd make my voyage back home. I was more than ready to see my mother. No the environment would not be peaceful or relaxing at all for me, but at least I would have peace of mind knowing my mother was okay and safe.

Besides that, I had my fair share of dealing with Brat. I could use the distance. Before she woke up, I tried to pack my items as quietly as I could. Every so often I would randomly stop to check and see if I had been caught. She would make subtle movements with her body as I rustled through my belongings.

I smile internally as I dropped the last item into my tote bag. Mission complete. I stood over the sleeping beauty, knowing she'd soon be upset with me. I would need to interpret her sleep. I needed a ride home. I could find other means of transportation, but this was most convenient. Considering the many things Brat irritated me with, this would be a small token for her to pay.

I put my tote bag straps over my shoulders and gently tapped on Brat's shoulders with my index finger. My first few attempts were unsuccessful. I tried to tap different places of her body, with varying degrees of pressure applied. Still nothing. I was having a hard time believing she was such a strong sleeper.

Eventually my frustration and lack of patience led me to shake her awake. She scrunched her face displaying confusion and discomfort. Once she was coherent enough, she pushed me away. She sat up looking bed head crazy. I could see the white crusties chilling on the inners of her eye ducts.

"Girl what the fuck? Get off me." She snapped.

I couldn't help but to laugh. I didn't care about her attitude. Brat isn't usually bothered by too much, but fucking with her sleep could send her over the edge. I shrugged.

"I tried to wake you up softly, but you wouldn't wake up, so I had to." I explained.

Brat focused her attention to my tote bag.

"So you're ready to leave huh?" She asked concluding my motives.

"Yes I am. If you would be an absolute doll and take me back home, I'll love you forever." I playfully exclaimed.

Usually Brat gives me sass, but this time didn't. She didn't even acknowledge my joke. She simply stood up and slipped on some lounge clothes, so she could quickly drop me off. I wondered if she spared me the sass due to the fact that I been helping her all weekend. I wasn't certain of it, but it did not matter. I was thankful to be off the hook.

I followed Brat to her car. She was moving quite lethargically. So lethargic, that she did not pick up her feet while walking. I listened to her shoes scrape
against the ground. I wanted to tell her to pick her damn feet up, but I didn't.

Everything outside was still and quiet. I loved the early mornings. It was so serene. The cool air kissed
my body sending chills throughout my skeleton. We'd be met with the putrid smell of cheap alcohol. I damn near gagged. Even though Brat had nearly died of alcohol poisoning days prior, the smell had no effect on her.

The car ride was quick and smooth as usual. I began to feel my heart race the closer we got to my destination. I was never quite sure what I'd be walking into. I gave Brat a smooch before closing her car door. She waited to see I got in safely.

I could not hear any commotion when I was face to face with my front door. That was a pleasant, good sign. Commotion usually was a tell tell sign of drama. I entered the front door, almost peaking before entering.

The entire house was silent. I was so happy. It was far too early for any shenanigans. I discreetly made my way to the basement. I practically threw my tote bag on the floor, as I sunk into my bed.