Benny x reader

Part 17

As Benny pulls into the driveway I see my mother's car. I roll my eyes as I get out of the car. I grab my suitcase and walk in the house not knowing what to expect.

"Y/n m/n McClennan!" my mother screeches.

"What mom?" I question rather perplexed by her behavior.

"What the hell is this?" she screams, throwing the emancipation envelopes at me.

"You should go Benny," I stutter unsure of what my mother will do next.

"I'll go to your room," Benny whispers as he takes my suitcase from me.

"I told you to shape up! This doesn't look like shaping up to me! This looks like the exact opposite of shaping up!" my mother yells as she takes a step closer to me. I gulp scared of what will happen next.

"Where is Alan?" I question.

"I said there will be consequences if you two didn't shape up. Welcome to consequences," she states as she grabs my jaw. I watch her eyes examine my neck seeing the fading hickeys Benny has left the past week.

"I didn't know my daughter was such a pig," she shakes her head before gripping my jaw even tighter. I close my eyes trying not to wince in pain from the strength of her grip.

"Things are going to be different from now on. There won't be anymore of this sneaking around with you lame excuse of a boyfriend. In fact I'm glad he's here so you can break up with him. I don't want my daughter hanging around with trash," she barks.

"Benny is not lame nor is he trash. I'm not breaking up with Benny, mother," I grit out. My response is met with a harsh slap across the face.

"You will listen to me if you ever want to see your brother again!"

"What did you do to him?"

"Well since you obviously are influencing him poorly I had to set him straight. I've already lost one kid because of you. I'm not losing another."

"What did you do with him?"

"I'm sending him to military school starting next week. Him and Travis are bringing his stuff there as we speak." she scowls.

"You are not sending him," but I never got to finish my response as she cut me off with another harsh slap to the face.

"You will shut up if you know what is good for you girl," she screaches, waiting to see if I will talk again, "so you can listen. Your brother will be back for a few days before he leaves for real on Tuesday. If you want to see him you will listen to me girl. There is to be no more going places without me knowing. No more trips to Aunt Linda's or your excuse of a father’s new wife. I own you now. I control what you do, say, and where you go. Understand!" she bellows.

"I am my own person and you don't own me. My father had custody of and since you don’t have custody of me anymore I can do what I want! So guess what! I'm free from you and I will see my brother if I want to see him!" I fire back at her before going up to my room.

"Get back down here you bitch!" my mother screams.

"What is the meaning of this," Travis yells as he walks in the door.

"That bitch won't listen!" my mother growls pointing at me. Alan walks in and wraps his arms around me.

"Mom stop," my brother begs, "I'll go to your school please let me be with y/n until I go please."

"Alan stop. I don't want you to get in trouble just do what she says," I plead.

"You have until Tuesday to bring him back. You better listen you bitch," my mother howls. I walk up to my room with my brother following. As soon as we get there I break down in tears. As I silently sob both Benny and Alan wrap their arms around me.

"I'm sorry. I should be stronger than this," I sob.

"Hey hey don't apologize. Just because you're 5 minutes older than me doesn't me you have to play the brave older sibling card," Alan states. I pull my knees as close to my chest as possible and rest my chin on my knees.

"What if we go and get ice cream?" Benny suggests.

"That sounds good," I whisper. Benny grabs the keys of my desk and leads us to my car. We drive to an ice cream parlor and sit at a booth waiting for our ice cream. After eating our ice cream I drop Benny off at his house so I can spend more alone time with my brother.