My red coat
gone for good
“Josey get over yourself.”
“I’m really leaving this time.”
My mother never really cared so she never believed me, but I was leaving this time around. Living with my boyfriend in Paris and starting a music career seems better than a small smoky small apartment in Kentucky.
“No your not” my mother huffed back at me. God I hate when she drinks witch is all the time.
“I’ll do as I please ,you never cared so why should I so good-bye forever” I screamed back at her while I grabbed a large part of my stuff to take out to the taxicab I called about 20 minuets before
“If you walk out that door you can never come back, you hear me Josey Marie Bennet. Just because you finished high school dose not mean you can run away from home.”
As my mother lectured me about running away I went in the basement and took all the inheritance money that was hidden a put it in my guitar case.
When I was about 5 my father passed away from heart frailer. when the doctor told him his heart was failing he had all his money put in my name that way my mother could not get her hands on it.
My mother finally shut up so she start to smoke on the back deck that’s when I run for it to the cab that was waiting for me out front.
“Where to?” asked a deep voice from the scruffy cab driver
“The airport, please.”-
once i got my things on the convader belt i had to for my plane
-“WAIT” I yelled so they would not close the gate to the plane.
“Ticket please”
“Here”
“Thank you, please take a set”-
later in paris at davids flat(aka and aprtment) “Josey! Why are you here?”
‘I told I was coming, you said I could come right?” I answered David , my boyfriend, who i was on the phone with phone as a cab drove me up to the flat David told me about.
“yes, Well when will you be here?”
“I’m about to walk in the door” the door was unlocked so I went on in
“David, are you here, Hello.”
I heard some muffled voices from must have been the bedroom.
“Hello, David is that you? What the He-“ i was cut of with the shock of the sight in front of me. it was david and a girl,whos face i could not see, rapdly puting clothes on there naked bodys.
“Josey , its not what it looks like, just listen “
But it was to late I was gone. He was cheating, he was cheating I can’t believe it. Why would he do this to me, why did he ask me to come here just to break my heart, or was it just to get money for the flat that i had been paying for. or was paying for.
“I’m really leaving this time.”
My mother never really cared so she never believed me, but I was leaving this time around. Living with my boyfriend in Paris and starting a music career seems better than a small smoky small apartment in Kentucky.
“No your not” my mother huffed back at me. God I hate when she drinks witch is all the time.
“I’ll do as I please ,you never cared so why should I so good-bye forever” I screamed back at her while I grabbed a large part of my stuff to take out to the taxicab I called about 20 minuets before
“If you walk out that door you can never come back, you hear me Josey Marie Bennet. Just because you finished high school dose not mean you can run away from home.”
As my mother lectured me about running away I went in the basement and took all the inheritance money that was hidden a put it in my guitar case.
When I was about 5 my father passed away from heart frailer. when the doctor told him his heart was failing he had all his money put in my name that way my mother could not get her hands on it.
My mother finally shut up so she start to smoke on the back deck that’s when I run for it to the cab that was waiting for me out front.
“Where to?” asked a deep voice from the scruffy cab driver
“The airport, please.”-
once i got my things on the convader belt i had to for my plane
-“WAIT” I yelled so they would not close the gate to the plane.
“Ticket please”
“Here”
“Thank you, please take a set”-
later in paris at davids flat(aka and aprtment) “Josey! Why are you here?”
‘I told I was coming, you said I could come right?” I answered David , my boyfriend, who i was on the phone with phone as a cab drove me up to the flat David told me about.
“yes, Well when will you be here?”
“I’m about to walk in the door” the door was unlocked so I went on in
“David, are you here, Hello.”
I heard some muffled voices from must have been the bedroom.
“Hello, David is that you? What the He-“ i was cut of with the shock of the sight in front of me. it was david and a girl,whos face i could not see, rapdly puting clothes on there naked bodys.
“Josey , its not what it looks like, just listen “
But it was to late I was gone. He was cheating, he was cheating I can’t believe it. Why would he do this to me, why did he ask me to come here just to break my heart, or was it just to get money for the flat that i had been paying for. or was paying for.
10/5/13