I walked into my house a sighed as I threw my bag on the couch, I heard a moan so I ran into my moms room, I ran upstairs to find my mom in her room half way off the bed..drunk..Grate!
"You ok mom?"
"Since when do you care!?" She spat helplessly trying to get back on the bed.
"You know what..I don't! But your still my mom!" I spat back.
"Why dont you just go do what your supposed to you little bitch! Go! Before your dad gets home and beats you again!" She glared as she placed herself back up on the couch.
"Slut" I growled under my breath. I ran downstair and grabbed my bag then ran to my room and slammed the door shut.
"I fucking hate her!! Ugh!" I threw my bad and then I kicked the window making it shatter.
"What the fuck was that!?" I heard my mom yell. I just ignored her and pulled out my phone and called Felicia.
"Hello?" She answered.
"You know how we are always talking about running away together?"
"Yea?" I sighed.
"Well I think i'm ready" I smiled just thinking about getting away from my mom and dad brought joy to me.
"You sure?" She asked.
"Never been so sure in my life, call Aubrey and let her know. Be here in 30 and I should be ready..We gotta hurry before my dad gets home"
"Ok" She sighed and hung up.

Notes

What do you think? :D Should I write more?