dallas, texas
7:06 am.
I wake up to violent knocking and screaming outside my door. I grab my phone to check the time at 7:06. "it's too damn early for this" I mumble and roll back over. after a loud bang, I get up and open the door immediately.
"what mom"
"don't you speak to me like that? why the fuck did it take you so long to open the door"
"I didn't have the energy to stand up"
"your so fucking lazy I'm tired of it" she stated pushing past me and walking into my room
"what are you doing? stop" I said watching her rummage through my drawers.
"why is this up? who is this? another boy. you whore" she said ripping a picture off the wall of me and a friend from school.
"clean your room now or no food again," she said walking out of the room
"and clean my room while you're at it" she screamed from down the hall
"I hate her," I mumbled to myself
10:34am
I had spent 3 hours deep cleaning my room to perfection. I hated cleaning, it stresses me out. I start cleaning and 10 minutes later is messier than it was when I started. but I had no choice. my mom expects perfection from me. I was still kinda tired though, 'im gonna take a quick nap' I thought setting an alarm for 11
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"GET YOUR ASS UP" is all I hear before feeling a large object being thrown at me
ow.
I look to see what had been chucked at me, a suitcase? "what is this Mom?" I ask tiredly
"a suitcase are you dumb," she says giving me an ugly look before saying the sentence that changed everything.
"pack your shit, you're moving in with your dad"
my dad?? who lives in fucking England, I was at a loss for words and it was noticeable because my mom made yet another remark
"you look ugly when you do that face stop. you have 30 minutes and you're gone."
"wait what. you're kicking me out" I say on the brink of tears
"yes," she dryly says and slams my door walking out.
im froze in place. I just got kicked out for no reason, but remembered I only had 30 minutes, so I got to packing. packing everything important. grabbing pictures and trinkets from the dresser and shelves. That's when I picked up a gold picture frame, inside a picture of me and my mom as a baby. where did it all go wrong I thought. That's when my mom busted into the room. I quickly turned around and stared at her. "are you ready? Your taking 10 years" she said anger laced in her tone. "yeah I'm ready, sorry I got distracted" I said as she turned around walking to the car. I sigh and dropped the picture on the floor, glass shattering everywhere.
shattering like our relationship
I grab my suitcase and sprint down the stairs to the car so my mom wouldn't get any madder than she was. on the way I see my moms bf smirking at me. I ignore him and walk outside putting my suitcase in the back and then getting into the passenger seat. 'I haven't talked to my dad since he left. why is she sending me to him' I thought
the ride to the airport was silent, thankfully we lived 45 minutes away from one so it wasn't a long drive. when we arrived my mom parked and we both got out I grabbed my suitcase and we both stood there staring. "don't die in England" she states before getting in the car and driving off.
I laughed a little bit. did she think she was tough? if anything im happy this happened. I don't have to deal w her ass anymore and I Get a fresh new start in a new country 'hopefully my dad isn't anything like my mom' I thought walking to my seat on the plane and seating myself.
maybe this is for the better.
authors note
this is the worst writng ever, but I needed to put a chapter out soooo hereee
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fresh start. jobe bellingham
Random" i never hated you. just could never accept my feelings." in which adonai is forced to move to England with her dad after a mishap with her mom. and a certain somebody develops a hatred for adonai..
