Strange Desolation

•Grace POV•

My mouth was speechless, my eyes unfocused, my mind inactive,

Everything surrounded me seems to be going slow motion, lifting my hand up hastily infront of me attempting to move the digits, it seems they went slower, frowning from the action dropping my hand back onto my bed which bounce delightfully,

Taking in my mom's voice who was conversating with someone on the phone, rolling my eyes when hearing her fake ass laughter reverberated, getting up slowly I go to my door opening, and there she was right at the end of the hall with one arm across her stomach while the other was on her hip having one leg out infront of her, with a big smile on her face

And me looking at her in disgust because she didn't have a mom friendly outfit on but a Slutty like momma outfit, not caring who the fuck was on the phone I brush my wild dark curls from my face "Can you shut the fuck up lady" I said calmly with a straight face,

"What the fuck is your problem" my mom said After a minute of silence I can see she put the phone on mute,
Looking at her smiling softly before letting a small chuckle out

"you is my fucking problem Carrie everything about you is my problem your looks.. your attitude your hair your Fucking ridiculous whorish outfits you wear that almost show your ass cheeks you are the one that got me fucked up like this in the first place" I said before laughing,

Carrie staring at me not saying nothing I clap loudly almost close to her face "have shit to say.....ok fine with me" I then walked away before going into my room slowing the door and after the encounter I haven't heard all day afterwards

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The girl on the pic is me btw