I attended mom's funeral. Well I planned it, expecting people to actually come. But like I said, my friends hate me, so even though my mom died, they didn't want to see me. I called my ex crying on the line. All he did was say he was sorry and that he would come, but only for my mom. Then stupid grass gets stuck in my shoe.
I just cried and cried and wondered why God would do this to me. I got mad at God and left him. But he didn't leave me. He stayed. He was at my mom's funeral. He is always there, but I was too sad to realize that.
Alex (my bf) showed up. He didn't greet me. He left flowers for my mom and left. He's not a jerk, I deserved it. I went home and I had mail. It said that I failed to pay the bills. What?!? I forgot about the bills!!! How did I forget?!??!?
I didn't pay bills, how could I, I was 13. I didn't go to school, didn't have a job, I lost everything when I lost my mom. So I got kicked out. I don't know how I survived.
I had to stay in a broken down house with no water, electricity, and no food. I ate twice a day and it was usually a bread crust or an old pizza on lucky nights. I lived in the old "NO TRESPASSING" house. I never had heard anything from Alex or my friends but I didn't have anything to reach them with. But even if I did, they probably wouldn't talk to me.
One night, I went to a pizza place because I got a small job throwing the paper. I went and saw Alex kissing my former best friend, Angela. They finally started to breathe and saw me. They acted as if they didn't see me, and stupid me, I walked over there. They were disgusted and sad. I got mad and started talking, getting them ready for a guilt trip.
"Hey guys! How are you doing? How is your mom Angela? Are you gonna ask about my mom?" I ranted, getting fired up.
Angela, being stupid, said "I'm sorry, how is your mom?" Angela asked
"Oh, she's fine, you know........ she's just DEAD." I retorted.
"Oh my gosh Rachel I'm really sorry I didn't know. Oh my gosh I'm so sorry. Wh- how- why?" Angela said, on the verge of tears.
"Yeah, maybe you would know this if you would answer my calls or my texts, but I'm just the jerk who's mom died and has been trying to survive on her own. That's the the Rachel you know, huh, Angela? I'm so mean because I was trying to protect you. You're all just jerks who don't give to spits about my life. And you." I spit out and look at Alex.
"Rachel, I'm sorry." they both say.
"Sorry doesn't cut it. You know what cuts it, guys; not making out with the love of my life, or so I thought. And Angela; you know what cuts it; attending my mom's funeral; she loved you more than she loved me. Goodbye." I say, feeling satisfied.
I order my pizza and leave and as I walk out I see Alex and Angela running after me. I take the long way home and run and run. I go to my "room" and cry and cry. I wonder why I had to be so mean. My friends love me. But what they did was not forgivable nor would it be forgotten.
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