Fall In Love Again ch.15

"She's alive!?" i yelled at my father. I cannot think straight right now. Tymmie is sick, my prostitute mother was never dead, I have a baby in my stomach, Frankie is trying to take Mercedes away, and I'm trying to get over Michelle! "She wants to see you..." "She wants to see me! Now? No, dad no! No way! She left, I'm not going to see her! besides if she doesn't like me, I'll know! I get to hear it all!" I say pointing to my head. "I know... I-" "and why are you sober now of all the times? Couldn't you have been like this for the other 14 years of my life!?" I yell. For once I'm doing all the yelling... I'm acting like he does. "Listen, we're going, end of story... go downstairs, and dress nicely!" he yelled down to me as I started running down to my room. I took out my cell and called Tymmie, three rings later he picked up. "hello?" he said. "Hey! you sound so much better!" i exclaimed. "Thanks... whats up?" he asked. "Sorry, i cant come see you, I'm going to meet- meet... my mom" I said. I told him the story while picking out clothes from my closet. He promised He'd be sure to hear, and I would hear him. I decided on a long sleeve shirt, it looked nice and covered my cuts and bruises, thats all that mattered. "You are not wearing those jeans!" he yelled pushing me down the stairs. "ow!mother fucker..." I had to say at that point. I found a pair of white pants, they had a ncie look about them, I got to the top of the stairs and held onto the railing for dear life. "Thats better" he said and I started breathing.
"Do we really have to do this?" I asked. "Yup" he said finishing his third beer and getting out og the car. I told myself "dont move" as if my body would listen to me. I got out of the car and walked to the fron door. The house looks nice, 2 floors... "I REMEMBER YOU!" I heard screaming through my mind, I fell over, near tears. Father forced me up but I still had my hands over my ears, even though it did nothing. "Serenia help" what is this? "You cant be with her! You'll ruin everything!" that was Tymmies voice... "Hello, come in, come in." said a lady who opened the door. When she hugged me, I knew it was my mom. "I'm sorry hunny, I love you" she said. I shook my head no "your a whore, I refuse to befriend you" I said harshly. I closed my eyes and prepared for what was coming. In an instant, smash! My head was throbbing and my forehead was bleeding from being smashed against the glass. "I see your still the same" I heard my mother say. "Doubt your any different" he replied. "sadly, no." Does nobody see the bleeding girl on the floor here? I looked up, a little kid stared at me from the kitchen, only around 8 years old. I got up and walked over to him, I told him it was okay and to go to his room. They drank all night, it was two in the morning, we still werent home.. I spoke too soon. My father came out of the kitchen "its time to go" he said calmly. "You are drunk, I am NOT getting in the car with you!" i said a bit rude like. He sighed, grabbed me by my hair and dragged me to the door. "say goodbye" he thought. "bye!" I yelled out to my mother. She said she loved me and hugged me before i got dragged into the car. I thought, maybe just maybe my mom would be kind, and caring, maybe she'd take care of me from now on... I was wrong. "Dad? dad!" I yelled, no response, he feel asleep! "We're on the highway! Dad!" i kept yelling but he didn't answer. Tymmie! Help! I think, hoping he'll hear as I grab the wheel. "dad!" I scream.