a P

usly. " Yeah right," I muttered

view mirror with a glare

ng that rotten attitude to our new ho

ckled softly. Was she trying to be a com

hat we are traveling far a

dly while glancing at t

something?" I asked try

m still your fucking mother who gave birth to you. So always sho

hard then bite

ep calm." I said to myself

eing such a horrible mother in my fucking life!. She

arted way back when my

spectable home and background. While on the other my mother was a na

end up with such a man. It's simple. He

ted in dating them seriously. She had her share of fun and nights out, until one day s

t. She talked my Dad into sleeping with her. And like a fucking horrib

ng mother discovered that she was pregnant with me. She was so scared of her family finding ou

ed her strongly. But a few threats fro

, the dumb bitch was dead wrong because the night that she gave birth to me made the millionaire playboy realize something. How could h

no time in rejecting her openly a

y renounced my mother as thei

d towards me began or later on. But she was angry and felt like her life was at the end

e easily figured out who the owner of her child

o was already in love with her, accepted her without a second thought or any reas

p in our society. Our lives turned in just a quick moment, we moved from be

ing her dream once again. She began

uld afford. She drunk a lot too and threw parties every chance that she got. Whenever my father tried to talk her

y fight or say. He waited for her to calm down

a grown-up teen, my mother was a drunk and my father had more grey hair than those o

ky he was. But what made me feel confused were his last words he used to say in each conversation. "Never leave your mother. Alw

as the worst memory and experience

hool. I stood in my room debating on what to wear whe

nd went downstairs and into the livi

nd weeping with her c

What's wrong?" I asked o

t me nor answer me as

of one thing to do if

bbed her phone

ill online calli

the phone against

Hel

ed In relief t

al and help us identify the dead body?. We want

e world dimmed and it went cold. There was no

hat was the only thin

t it really was my father. The w

breaks were okay and there was no trace of another car hitting into him. He wasn't even drunk tha

s all Ava's fault. I cried my eyes out and passed out once. I was still i

and called out his name. While everyone felt sad for her, I felt nothing. Because I could see clearly past her acting. T

g. It turned out that my father had no will left at all, and he left everything in the trust of my grandpare

e of how much my father loved me. And that it was up to

ith us and we never he

turned their backs on me and began mocking me. While Some took it upon themselves to laug

y mother who was going way out of her mind paid no attenti

ept to myself. Yes, I missed how I was and longed to have a friend that would accept me for me, but who

wasn't enough, slow by slow she started selling things off. At first, it was

le with everything. Food, clothes, clean water, and bil

Many people were harsh on me and wanted nothing to do with me. Some gave me some lame exc

ept on searching and searching for a few years but no luck was in my way. O

y eyes. It was like a breakthrough

egan looking up, I even bought a car and managed

bling bet that was way beyond what we could even afford. And wh

cops and did whatever they wanted. We were

leave her ass for those criminals, but then I couldn't forget my father's words. It wa

wasn't so bad. And the p

d made sure that my mo

ng. We didn't talk much but tried to communicate with each

ent and stayed there for

he did her research well, the place we were to live in was a nice place near a beautiful river and the people

den change of character and w

annoying but despite that. I was happy to finally go to college and start my life anew.