My things i had was all packed by my old bed, the bed that i layed my head down everyday on for five whole miserable lonely years and now i'm just leaving to go back with my so called mother "well shit ain't this a life to live". I heard Mrs.Robinson walked "are you ready to leave kiddo" she said with a side smile. She didn't seem very happy about me leaving.
But that's her job to make us feel missed so i surely dismissed that fake shit. I got off the bed and grab my two suitcases, didn't have much to begin with. While walking out the room threw the hallways and exiting out the door something just didn't feel right.
They had a car waiting outside for me, Mrs.Robinson was riding with me. It was kind of comforting considering the fact i still think she's fake. It took a while getting to where my mother stay but as soon as we pulled up my heart got to beating really fast.
We pulled up to four circles. The only thing going threw my head is "why do she still live in this horrible place knowing what happened". I just looked at Mrs.Robinson she must've seen my reaction because she touched my shoulder telling me everything well be okay but i highly doubt it.
So we got out the car, i went to go grab my belongings and started walking towards the building i thought my mom still lived in the same house Mrs.Robinson asked "where are you going sweetie, your mom lives this way". I asked "so we don't live in the same old house", "no she moved to a bigger apartment and you would love to see why when we walk inside".
For a second i wasn't to excited but it did lift weight off my shoulder that we don't live in the same apartment anymore. We finally approach the apartment, "shit i was nervous ass hell". Mrs.Robinson must've thought i was going to knock because she just stood there. I said "umm are you going to knock cause i show in the hell aint", she looked so shocked but i was getting very annoyed just standing at the door with heavy suitcases.. 'Knock Knock Knock' I heard the door twist open "should i take a run for it and never turn back" I thought to myself. I couldn't move i just stared at my mom she looked worn out. Only thing that came out her mouth was "Darlene" She reached out for a hug and walked up to me i didn't bother to hug her back. "Hi mom" I said.
Everybody finally walked in after that awkwardness but anger came across my face when i seen two kids playing around in the living room, one of them look like they could be five and for sure the younger one was three. "What the fuck" i must've said that out loud cause everybody looked at me. "Excuse me" Mrs.Robinson said, I didnt care if i said it out loud I was extremely pissed i just wanted to go to my room if i even had one to myself. "Where's my room" i asked my mom. She said "down the hall first door to the left".
I walked fast ass hell in a angry way to my room and locked myself in. boooy i was pissed but when i entered my room it was plan, the bed was against the wall and a big dresser against a little further. I started unpacking everything i barely had anything to begin with. "Darlene" i sighed i knew who it was i yelled and say "whaaaaaat".
The door opened and my mom walked in i just layed on the bed annoyed. "Darlene are you okay you don't seem very pleased to be here", i just looked at her she didn't seem hurt at all which bothered me the most. "I mean it's new to be back with you after five years", i said. She just looked at me angrily, i just looked at her the same way because little do she know i don't give a shit to me here. "Well dinner is ready and after that you can get ready for bed and school in the morning" she said. The only thing i could say was "great new home, new school and i'm still not happy".
