abused at 16 part 2

After i got out of the shower i dried off and layed on my bed..

i thought to myself... i wish i could just stay in bed all day and not have to face her. yet i knew i would eventually. she was such a great mom and then she turned to a monster. as i layed there thinking i closed my eyes and went to sleep....

not more then 5 minutes later i awoke to the phone ringing. i got up and answered it.

"hello" i said in a really calm voice.

"hi this is michelle from westdeans medical hospital im just calling to remind ms.marshall that she has her appointment at 2" she said in such a hyper tone i wanted to choke her through the phone.

"yes i will tell her thank you."

i hung up the phone and thought to my self how can she be happy she has to call ppl all day long to remind the about stupid appointments. yet i would trade places with her in an second.

as i turned around there was my mom. she looked so angry. i was scared to ask what was wrong.

"who was that on the phone?" she asked in a snappy tone

"it was the hospital calling to remind you about your appointment to get ur test done" i tried to sound calm and quiet.

"oh yay another test maybe this time they will acually say im dying so i can finally be away from you.

all i wanted to do at that moment was fall down and just cry.. just sit there and cry. i loved her. alot but i knew that i wasnt good enough for her to care about me anymore.

"while im gone i dont want any drug use in this house or anything you under stand me" she said as she grabbed my wrist and sqeezed as hard as she could.

"yes i understand you" i said trying move my hand from her grip.

"good because when i get home me and you are going to have alittle talk about your attitude problem."

she stomped away. as i slowly slid to the ground i promised my self i wouldnt cry not when shes around.. not until she leaves...i dread the moment she comes back to have out little "talk"....

 i was just thankful that i wouldnt have the whole day with just me and her.