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Sad sweetheart

Eliana's POV

I got off the bus station with my bags and headed towards the parking lot where my mom is waiting she looked up at me with a exciting face "Mi amor ven aquí" my mom exclaimed as she ran up to me and hugged me tight "Hi mama" I said in a thick Spanish accent "Mi pajarito how are you??!" she asked me packing my things in the back of her trunk
"Uhh good mama what about you?" I asked and she looked at me and said "I am doing well but your papa he is back in the picture but.. uhh...umm..he....is....back on his..drinking probleum."

"Oh...um that's no good mama.." I said looking down "We should head inside the car mama its getting cloudy and its gonna rain soon.." I said she nodded in responce I started out the window watching the rain fall down on the car mama never really understood english sometimes I would have to correct her on her words. Her Spanish accent is thicker than mine. My papa never really in the picture he just got back and he already started drinking fuck he really couldn't just waited until he went to work he is.....well he has always had a drinking problem especially when I was younger..

The silence between me and mama was fucking awkward I decided to speak up "So how is Izzy...?"

"Uhh she...she's ok but she was really excited to see you" she answerd I nodded in responce Izzy is my little sister she's 10 and she does self harm.....I know pretty fucked up for a kid her real name is Isabella but I call her Izzy for short.

Mama was a bright person she would always look on the bright side of things while my papa the complete opposite he was always so....down sad for some reason I mean if he's not fucking happy why the fuck is he still here just leave I'm surprised mama even stayed this long even during my childhood this isn't love this is abuse  how the fuck did she end up with him?

A guy who is sad and a girl who is bright as the fucking sun my papa always said "It won't ever work out we are all gonna die one day your even lucky I'm not shooting my fucking brains out Infront of these damn kids" the only times my mama tried to fight back is when he was about to hit me  or my sister she would get in front of us and get beat the fuck up she was such an angel he was a fucking demonic piece of shit that belongs in hell.

But when papa was sober.....He was like mama bright and sweet but it would all end its fucked up to say I don't want to see him but...whenever he's drunk its like you can still see the bright and sweet
farther trying to fight back but in the end he always looses I guess that why mama stays she still has hope her bright sweet husband will still be in there she doesn't get that he wont ever get better the sweet side of him is drowned by alcohol.

The ride back home was ok silent quiet that what I like peace we finally made it to the house it was still raining and storming I went inside mama followed behind there he was that rotten piece of shit dad sitting on the couch with 6 empty beer bottles sitting everywhere around him. He turned and faced me and said "Worthless daughter" he scoffed and turned back around watching TV I rolled my eyes at his comment I was pretty used to it 16 years of bullshit comments it doesn't even matter anymore. I looked back to the stairs and saw.
Izzy "ELI!!!!" she yelled and hugged me I smiled instantly and hugged her back and spinned her around in my arm.

"I'm so glad your home" she said gazing at me smiling "Me to mi pequeña birdy" I tapped her nose and she said "Come come I want to show you something" she dragged me upstairs forcing me to follow her I did she dragged me to her room and pointed to a teddy bear with an art picture in its hands that read "to Eli my favorite sister" i picked it up and smilied it was a picture of me and her on it and she put little butterflies and rainbows around it I smilied at and said "Thank you my little Birdy" I kissed her forehead and said "I have to get to my room thank you  sweetheart"  I smilied at her she smilied back I left her room with the picture and opened my door to my room I looked around it still looked the same everything was untouched I locked the door and layed on the bed.

It was always so called in my room that's what I liked about it.

I took off my sweater and changed into a basic tank top and shorts I was about to drift to sleep untill mama shouted "DINNERRRR" I jumped off my bed and unlocked the door and went downstairs Izzy was already there with her food she didn't eat yet because we would have to pray first I sat down between Izzy and mama we held hands and prayed "We thank you Jesus for the food you blessed us with we thank you for the blessings you giving us ladies do you have anything you want to add?" me and Izzy shook our heads no and we all said amen except for dad he wants even at the dinner table eating he was laying on the couch asleep. We started eating we talked about our days and how I was doing at my friends house in reality I wasn't at a friends house I was actually in a hotel for 3 weeks being alone in a city was ok I liked it, it was peaceful.

I sighed and finished eating and kissed Izzys for head and said thank you to mama and washed my plate and put it up after an hour I heard my mom talking to someone on the phone it was my bitch of an aunt talking to her I fucking hated that bitch she would act like my moms friend then talked shit about her to the family and nobody even fucking told her except me I told her straight to her face but she didn't care at all I heard my aunt saying ti my mom "Eliana is such a sad sweetheat she sweet but sad." my aunty laughed loud like a ugly horse mom responded and said "Excuse me perra don't talk about my daughter like that before I fucking kick your ass!" she hung up immdently and sighed and went to her room thats why I adored mama

she would never take shit from other people except for when she was with papa she never talk or fight back she knew it would get worse if she tried to stand up for herself. Well I wouldn't blame her all the shit he said to me when I was a kid was even more fucked up then now...sometimes mama would apologize to me and say "I'm sorry me and your father we.........I guess I was just with him at the wrong time and place lets hope in the future he will get better" she always had hope how can you have 16 years of bullshit marriage and still have hope.

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