Denial

New house: 1

     A red headed teen sits in the back of a black 2004 kia, pouting looking out of the window on a breezy autumn day. Her mother, a long black haired, pale, and average weight women. Looks back at him with her honey brown eyes.

   "Sweety stop pouting, this house is bigger and better than our old one. So why are you acting like a child?"

   "Because mother, I don't care if the new house is bigger and better, hell I could care less if god himself made it. I didn't want to move! I had friends! God! I was even bouta have a boyfriend he liked me."

   "Almighty! I swear if you use gods name in vein one more time I'll come back there an smack the sence into you ya spoiled rotten child, if I spoke back to my parent I would've been spanked with a rose switch-"

   "I don't care! Why'd you even ask if all you were gonna do is tell me how horrible I am!"

*SMACK*
The sound echoed threw the car, the teens different colored eyes widened easily being seen that her right eye was Sapphire blue and the left was honey brown.

   "Alex Rose Tadjer! Don't you ever dare raise your voice at me ever again! I am your mother! Not your maid!"

      Alex's eyes shot in her mothers direction. "Yes I going to talk back! You have no right to smack me! You take me from my friends and family! From the one place I felt safe. All because you fucked this asshole!"

    "He is your step father give him respect and how dare you use such language towards me. Its that phone! Its a tiny devil!" She said as she snatches it out of alex's hand. "You will accept John. I love him, he only wants to help us. So stop being a little fucking brat! Don't let me hear you for the rest of this drive or else." She turns back around to then look at john, smiles apologizing about the situation.

       Alex rubs her cheek, that still stung cursing her mother within her head. Holding the urge to punch something. Looking back out of the car window, the trees are all orange and brown with some dark green.

     She then see's the new house. A two story brown older looking style with giants gates around it.
    The gates slowly open letting the car drive in. The house is huge, Alex looks at the fountain in the middle of the drive way with an angel holding a dead child within its arms. Its a memorial to remember the massacar that happened 100's of years ago of the demons who invaded a village and kills alot of the population and people swear when it was over the orphaned child of the village whom mother died while giving birth who was slaughtered was seen being picked up by the angel of his mother as she finally gets to hold her beloved child to het chest to sing a final lullaby.

     Alex stares at the fountain, that myth to her was always absurd because its never been proven that angels or demons actually exist.

     She continues to walk slowly making it to the door with her old patched up bookbag that easily matched her favorite flannel shirt and patchy pants.

    "Don't be shy child! Go ahead in and pick your new room your mother and I have the big room on the front right side upstairs." John called out to alex while holding Mary, alex's mother to his chest.

   "I'm not a child..creep.." Alex whispers as she slowly steps inside, the house is huge, the floors recently redone with white with black swirled marble, the walls dark oak wood with beutiful paintings apon then. Knowing where her mothers room is helps her greatly pick where her room will be, she runs up the stairs going to the back left corner of the house which had a huge room. Walking in it she drops her bag then goes to the window, a forest of orange and brown behind the big fence of the back yard. 'Step dick owns archers and archers of land, those woods are included. Why aren't at least some of em in the fence?' Alex stares and thinks about many things.