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^yes

Present

Mykayla's pov

I walk towards the mansion i call home and stop right in front of the door. Here we go again....

This would be my fourth time now and whenever this happens Hannah gets hella mad and starts screaming in my face.

Sometimes I wonder if she ever runs out of breath because she loves to complain so much. She also loves putting the blame on me a lot.

Before I go in, I take out my ear plugs and put them in. I take my hair out of the messy looking ponytail it was in and let it down before tying it up again. she's evening loving to complain about my messy hair the past few days.

i pull out a few strand of hair to cover the earplugs just incase i get caught by her again.

No one wants to hear that bitch rant about every single thing I've done so called "wrong".

If I even sat down at the dinner table and ate my food (which rarely ever happens) she'd flip out and go to my dad telling him I'm chewing too loud.

The reason why I stopped eating right next to her. Or even wanted breath.

Technically whatever I do makes her mad which I really do not get.

like hey, you already have my stepdad, gino who was perfectly fine before you came along and i let your gold digging ass marry him so please, shut the fuck up.

I open the door and there she was, standing right infront of me with my stepdad next to her. Both of them looked angry as hell so I don't think that's a good sign.

Luckily I put in my earplugs.

"You've been expelled from four schools now Mykayla! Four! Do you know what this does to our reputation?" Hannah screams at me.

all she ever cares about is our reputation in this shitty neighbourhood for gods sake, no one cares if your garden won best looking or if your stepdaughter has been kicked out of four schools. wait, okay that last part sounded bad but it's really none of their business.

I look at my dad giving a look that says "help me" but he just looks at me sternly and points at my "mom" slightly tilting his head, meaning he agreed with her. What the hell?

I rolled my eyes and tell her in sign language "What did you expect me to do when people were making fun of me? Not punch them in the face to teach them a lesson? You don't know how hard it is to be fucking mute!"

Hannah being the over dramatic bitch she is yelled at me again for saying curse words.

Wow even earplugs can't block this bitch's annoying ass scratchy voice from entering my ears probably gonna need to find better ones after this.

And technically I didn't say any curse words just in sign language but whatever.

She never understands how hard it is to be mute.

She continues to scream in my face as I block her out and just start looking at my finger nails.

Ew... is that blood in it? And some skin? I mean I did kinda scratch his face tho... Eh who cares like he kinda deserves it. He made fun of me being mute. I don't feel bad for him at all. Besides that girl got it worse, what was her name again? Heather or sum shit, the one in Wa-

"MYKAYLA ELOISE SANCHEZ!" Hannah screamed, "ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?"

I rolled my eyes.

No hoe I ain't listening to your annoying ass screechy voice that sound even worse than a teacher scratching on chalkboard.

I considered telling her that but remembered not to waste my energy on this hoe and shook my head. Who wants to listen to this hoe rant about how I got expelled.

"I'm your mom and you don't even want to listen to me?" She asked with fury.

oh now this bitch went too far.

I rolled my eyes before telling her in sign language, "let me make this clear and say it only once more. You are not my mom and never will be."

Hannah screams at me while I ignore her and run up the stairs.

She chases after me but because this diva even wears High heels in the house it slowed her down.

I walked into my room and just as she was right in front of my door I slammed it in her face and locked it. I lean against the door and let myself curl up into a ball on the floor.

Tears streamed down my face as banging could be felt and heard due to Hannah hitting the door.

Too bad she doesn't have the key I stole it yesterday and threw it into the lake.

I take a deep breath before standing up and taking off my earplugs.

Hannah's muffled screaming fills my ears and my anger rises up, making me want to scream at her.

But obviously I can't.

I'm mute.

I can't scream at Hannah's annoying ass.

I take off the magenta coloured jacket around my waist and jump onto my bed with the jacket in my hand.

I hug it as I close my eyes.

i imagine her hugging me, telling me everything is going to be alright and that she's still here, and that this was all make believe. it was nightmare that was eventually gonna end.

but aren't your dreams able to be controlled by you? isn't your mind controllable? why couldn't i control this one?

Tears brim in my eyes as my room door makes loud banging noises. Screams could still be heard.

Hot stinging tears stream down both sides of my face and down my cheeks. my shoulders shook as i gasped for air each time.

I hugged the jacket tighter than ever

I miss you so much Mom...

A/n
Yea this shit is boring but get ready for next chapter