Chapter Six

After school, I walk slowly to my house, not really wanting to revisit the conversation we had before I left for school. As I walked and took in the scenery around me I let my mind wonder. I let it wonder so far that it drifted all the way back to the asshole from school. I had to remind myself to refer to him as Kace instead of asshole, at least to anyone else.

I slowed down as much as humanly possible when my mother's house came into view. I considered not going into the house at all. It's not like I had anything of importance in the house that I needed it would be a plus to leave the being I called 'mother' alone in the house. I quickly shake the thoughts from my head and continued on the path before me, knowing that if I left her alone no one would take care of her. Sighing, I slowly enter the house, not wanting to make a sound.

As I pass the living room, I noticed my mother passed out on the couch, surrounded by bottles of unknown liquor and half-empty containers of takeout. I tipped-toed up the stair case, pass the second floor and my room, and straight into the attic. This is the only place in the entire house that my mother never goes into. The attic door creaked opened as I pushed it up. I climb up, onto the floor and close the hatch behind me. Exhaling, I accidently let a small smile slip out unguarded. As soon as I noticed I quickly tucked it away in a place, hidden, where no one else will ever take it away from me.

I quickly change my train of thought as I looked around the small room barely lit with the late afternoon sun that danced the the rusted shut shudders. I remembered thinking how perfect it was when I first discovered this small, secluded space. How there was just enough space for me, a few pillows, a blanket, a few books, and some random art supplies. So, I decided to make it a safe space, if that's the term you would use for a health hazard crawl spaces filled to the brim with flammable objects.

I settle into my space and pick up the closes book to me. I started to skim through it because I has already read it quite a few times and I know exactly what happens: The girl meets a guy, the guy, and falls in love. Sure, they brake up and have huge fights and a toxic air about them, but in the end they can't be away from each other due to their undying love for the other. What a load a shit. Why would anybody want to stay in a relationship they knew was literally breaking them down bit-by-bit. On the other hand, I though it was pretty spot on description of my relationship with my mother, you know, without the aspect of love. And just as the thought had enter my mind, I heard a crash coming from downstairs.