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Bold text is Y/n's thoughts——————————————————————————

You stayed silent for a few minutes before the old lady asked you "were you drinking alone?"

"Yeah I don't really have people to drink with"you said with a weak smile on your face that didn't go unnoticed to Anne

"Is that so? Why? Do you not get along with people?"

"Nah it's just that every time I'm around people I get too comfortable and I do stuff that I regret right after and I just hate this feeling I'm just not comfortable when it comes to these things"

"What stuff do you regret doing?"

"Well it depends it could be something like laughing to loudly or saying something embarrassing for example"

"I don't think that these are things you should regret doing"

"I know it's just that when It's time to go to sleep my brain just keeps on repeating these moments over and over again and I just can't bear it so i try to avoid getting in these situations by just not socializing"

"Don't you think that you're just running away from the problem instead of facing it?"

"Exactly!" You said as you finished the little bottle of vodka before standing up to leave

"Thank you Anne for this conversation let's hope we meet again some other times" you said slowly walking backwards waving at the lady who had a smile on her face "You're right let's hope so... goodbye y/n"

You turned around ready to go to your house to finally be in peace at least that's what you thought

You arrived to your house directly going to your room not wanting to talk for the moment since you dreamed of the comfort of your bed for the entire day and now was finally the moment

you laid on your bed finally relaxing after a stressful day but before you could extend your session of relaxation you heard your mother scream from the kitchen "Y/N GET BACK HERE!"

You rolled your eyes already sensing the argument between you and your mother which was rather frequent therefore you were used to it

you decided to not make things worse by listening to her and joining her in the kitchen

As you arrived to the kitchen you saw your mother with a letter you couldn't see from who it was which made you anxious about the reason your mother was gonna scold you.

"What's going on" you calmly said trying to start a peaceful conversation

"I got a letter from your school telling me that you've been having an inappropriate behavior at school which makes your classmates feel uncomfortable! Bother to explain?" She said as she raised an eyebrow waiting for a good explanation of what you were doing at school

"Wtf does inappropriate behavior means? I didn't do anything""is it because I drink after school?""or maybe because I don't talk" those fuckers really knows how to piss someone off"
You stayed there a few seconds trying to figure out why would the school sent this but you couldn't come up with anything

"I don't know why they sent you this I didn't do anything"

"Oh so you mean that they're lying?"

"No I just can't find a reason for them to sent this"

"You know they're not gonna sent a letter to someone just for fun and you rather tell me now the reason or tomorrow morning you and I will be paying a visit to your principal"

"No need to, I'm gonna go alone tomorrow and see with my teacher why we got sent the letter"

"Aren't you tired of always putting yourself in these situations it's always like that with you" she said while lighting a cigarette "look at your siblings I never had with them half of the problems I have with you, do you think this is normal ?"

"Stop comparing me to them!" You said as you clenched your fists to contain your anger

"Even if I stop, it won't change anything! Think about me a little do you think I like having to go to work every single day just to spend all my money on your studies? And what do I get in return ? Hmm ? This! a fucking letter telling me that I didn't do my job as a mother since my kid keep on acting like a fool"

"If you didn't want this you shouldn't have had kids in the first place" you said with teary eyes

"You idiot is this how you speak to your mother I raised you I am the one who pays the food you eat the clothes you wear even your bottles of alcohol" your eyes widened at the sudden information "what? You really thought I didn't know?...tsk"

you wanted to say something but nothing came out of your mouth "where do you think that money comes from ? I work my ass off for you so I won't allow any more disrespect coming out of your mouth"

She stopped for a moment to see if you had anything else to say but you didn't say anything the room was filled with silence for a few seconds before your mother said "go back to your room I don't want to see or hear from you for the rest of the evening and tomorrow we will be going to see the principal together"

You wiped the tears from your eyes and left to your bedroom even though you knew she was right and that the problem wasn't the school nor your family but rather yourself

you still were mad at her. Was it because you still had a small part in you that believed you weren't the problem or was it because she was right ? You didn't know and you didn't want to find out

you sat on your bed and started studying for your tomorrow exam

Even if you weren't in the mood for it you didn't want to be homeless at 25 so you decided to study your lessons to have one day a job and leave this house and even the city you were living in you hated everything there

This city was just a rathole for failures nothing there brought you joy

You only had there painful memories and experiences that you wished you could forget about.

*End of flash back*

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-I just wanted to say that I'm happy that the story already has 49 reads I mean it may sound stupid but it makes me feel a little bit better knowing that some people took a little bit of their time to read what I wrote so thank u ❤️

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