EP 3

***I spent the rest of my day at the mall. Occasionally getting drinks until it was time for me to get home. Since I skipped, that means Sarah wouldn't be able to give me a ride home so I ended up

taking the bus.

I hate taking public transportation but 'Mother Dear' wouldn't get me one. Ashley and Alexandria both had cars of their own but they travelled to school together.

The man that sat beside me was a complete slob. He had greasy hair and was a tad bit overweight. The worst part was that he fell asleep and his hair and all its greasy glory was on my shoulder. I practically leaped over him when I came to my stop.

When I entered the yard I saw a motorcycle parked out front. It was old and in a bad condition. Who is he re?

"Rochelle, I'm here" I shouted when I entered the hall. I never called her mom, even though I never knew my real mother because she died giving birth to me, but it just never felt right to call Rochelle that.

"Took you long enough" I heard her say. I looked to the direction of where her voice came and saw her at the top of the staircase wrapped in a blue robe. She started to descend, but she wasn't alone. Behind her was a man with brown spiky hair. He was medium height and had skull tattoos all over his arms. He had multiple face piercings and wore black clothes and spikes.

He looked like a washed up, wannabe rock star. "Waddup,1‘m Mark" he said to me with his arm outstretched. I looked at his hand as if it was rum. He realized this and retracted his arm before placing it by his side.

"You don‘t have to speak to her sweetie" she said as she pulled him towards her and caressed his chin with her fingers. I felt like puking when she called him sweetie. The next thing she did was pull him into a kiss and I felt the puke rise right then and there before I swallowed it.

How could she? In my father's house, with this sorry excuse of a man. "Leave" I said in a dark tone before I felt the tears threaten to fall. Who was to tell what they had been doing before I arrived, I can't even begin to imagine.

"Excuse me?" Rochelle said, looking at me as ifI had lost my mind. "I don't want him here" I said a little louder this time. "You have no say in the matter you fool, now go to your room and don't come down until you are summoned" she spat at me, as if I were a slave and she was my master.

I looked at the both of them before I ran past them and up to my room. I slammed it shut and plopped down into my bed before I let the tears free.

I hate my life so much. Why did this have to happen. It's been three years since my dad died of cancer and I cry almost every night because of it.

I heard the door across the hall slam shut, indicating that the twins were home. I quickly got up and locked my door with the lock and went back to bed before going to sleep

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