𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃 | 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢

3

janae.

"bye sergio. thank you for today," i told him, waving as i left his car, taking my food. we didn't really talk on my ride home.

"bye janae." i closed the door and he waited til i went inside my house to leave.

and then i realized i didn't get his number nor his socials. nothing.

it was my first time seeing him around and he was like eye candy. he had a bunch of tattoos and usually that amount would turn me off, especially up the neck but he looked too fine with them.

he was an edgar and usually i don't like them but he was an exception. he was tall too which was so rare in this dumb dingy town.

he had a deep voice but it was smooth. i liked it and when he called me mamas or mami.. oh my gosh.

and his lips weren't cracked or nothing. he smelt good, not like overbearing cologne but just natural. and he was nice. he listened to me when i was ranting and he paid for food for me.

but i'll probably never see him again so it was whatever.

since mom and dad weren't here i'll be eating upstairs which they would crucify me if they knew i did that. but they not coming home til like 5:30. at least mom isn't i don't think she'll work any later,

i shut my door as soon as i was in my room. even though nobody was home i just hated having it open. i was gonna shower then eat. it was 1:37 right now. school usually ends 3:15 so i can do my work to make up for not being here.

i don't really have friends so i can't really ask nobody for what happened during classes. i didn't wanna text anybody for the answers, so i'll just do homework. and then i'll just sleep.

mom would never let me sleep in the afternoon but herself days i'm not caring anymore. i'll just sleep until 4:00 after i finish my work. so then i can get ready for work.

showering before i ate, i put more comfortable clothes. grey leggings and a big shirt. mom had a problem with me and leggings cause the outline of my coochie is showing. but who's looking?

and she claims if it's someone who comes and i open the door and they're looking but it doesn't matter to me. i don't care i just wanna be comfortable in my own home.

but she still opens her mouth.

she only lets me wear leggings with an oversized shirt.

but whatever. just a few months more and i'll be out of here.

4:03

i heard my alarm go off and i did want to kill myself at that moment. time to go to work.

i took a deep breath before clicking on my mothers contact. "mom? i'm going to work now."

"ou vle lajan pou uber la?" she asked on the other line, background noise clouding her words so i almost thought she didn't see this.

translation- do you want money for the uber?

ever since freshman year, i always thought mom just became bipolar. she would yell at me, curse at me, and then not talk to me just for her to buy something or make me my favorite food.
i guess it was just her way of saying sorry cause then she'd be neutral for some while until she started again. but she'd never ever apologize to me.

i hated that.

"yes please mummy." i hadn't called her mummy in a long time since we'd always be fighting but i guess i was just calmer today. maybe cause i got something off my chest. thanks to sergio i guess.