Mom part deux
So as I left off before...my mom is a liar.
This time, Jamie beats her up so bad that she has to call the cops and run out of the house naked to hide in our crazy neighbor's old pool. There's not a pool there anymore it's just kinda like a fenced in deck area with a big hole in the middle. He only beats her ass when my brother is at his football games...otherwise he just hits her. But when my brother...my 15 yr. old brother, savior, shield, protector, and possibly life saver...when he's home...he just hits her. He beat her so bad...knocked her on the floor and tried to drown her with mustard.....
The cops came and my mom was naked, hiding from this man...no....not a man...a coward. A no good fucking coward. She said she'd never go back to him...she just couldn't do it again...she promised me she wouldn't and like the stupid ass that I am...I fucking believed her, and I put my trust in her again. I wanted to trust her...I wanted to love her.
That was about...a month ago...and she's back with him now. They're back together. THEY'RE BACK TOFUCKINGGETHER.
She hasn't called me since...and I think it's because she knows I know.
I moved out about a year ago...my brother told me to go...he told me that he can stand this, he can put up with it, it doesn't bother him that bad...and just like before...I believed him. But he was right, he told me that I couldn't stay here and stress myself out over it. I had to get the okay from him before I left...and it eats at me everyday. Every single day I just think that I left him there....I left him there with all that shit to deal with on his own...I'm not there anymore to hold him when he cries or hide his report card or fix him dinner....I'm not there anymore. He doesn't tell me everything because he doesn't want me to worry...how fucking pathetic is that. My mom should be fucking ashamed...I hate her. I hate her...
I hate her for breaking up my family....nothing's the same...nothing.
I mean, my dad should be getting a fucking medal for all the shit he put up with her. He tried to fix her...we tried to do things together as a family...at the end we really tried, all of us. I remember at football games and competitions all the family was there...everybody..grandparents, my little cousins, aunts and uncles, everybody came...except my mom. She was too busy fucking. And I know, that my little brother does what he does to make her proud of him...that's the only reason why I did it...I wanted mom and dad to say, Yeah that's my daughter out there, isn't she great...and I heard it a lot...but not from mom. Never from mom. Even now, she'll go to Jamie's son's football games, and not go to my brother's....COME ON...
My brother...he's so different now. I just hope that he knows that I love him more than anything. There are times when my brother saves me. Actually he saves me everyday...
I just don't know how much it can get any worse...before it gets better...
This time, Jamie beats her up so bad that she has to call the cops and run out of the house naked to hide in our crazy neighbor's old pool. There's not a pool there anymore it's just kinda like a fenced in deck area with a big hole in the middle. He only beats her ass when my brother is at his football games...otherwise he just hits her. But when my brother...my 15 yr. old brother, savior, shield, protector, and possibly life saver...when he's home...he just hits her. He beat her so bad...knocked her on the floor and tried to drown her with mustard.....
The cops came and my mom was naked, hiding from this man...no....not a man...a coward. A no good fucking coward. She said she'd never go back to him...she just couldn't do it again...she promised me she wouldn't and like the stupid ass that I am...I fucking believed her, and I put my trust in her again. I wanted to trust her...I wanted to love her.
That was about...a month ago...and she's back with him now. They're back together. THEY'RE BACK TOFUCKINGGETHER.
She hasn't called me since...and I think it's because she knows I know.
I moved out about a year ago...my brother told me to go...he told me that he can stand this, he can put up with it, it doesn't bother him that bad...and just like before...I believed him. But he was right, he told me that I couldn't stay here and stress myself out over it. I had to get the okay from him before I left...and it eats at me everyday. Every single day I just think that I left him there....I left him there with all that shit to deal with on his own...I'm not there anymore to hold him when he cries or hide his report card or fix him dinner....I'm not there anymore. He doesn't tell me everything because he doesn't want me to worry...how fucking pathetic is that. My mom should be fucking ashamed...I hate her. I hate her...
I hate her for breaking up my family....nothing's the same...nothing.
I mean, my dad should be getting a fucking medal for all the shit he put up with her. He tried to fix her...we tried to do things together as a family...at the end we really tried, all of us. I remember at football games and competitions all the family was there...everybody..grandparents, my little cousins, aunts and uncles, everybody came...except my mom. She was too busy fucking. And I know, that my little brother does what he does to make her proud of him...that's the only reason why I did it...I wanted mom and dad to say, Yeah that's my daughter out there, isn't she great...and I heard it a lot...but not from mom. Never from mom. Even now, she'll go to Jamie's son's football games, and not go to my brother's....COME ON...
My brother...he's so different now. I just hope that he knows that I love him more than anything. There are times when my brother saves me. Actually he saves me everyday...
I just don't know how much it can get any worse...before it gets better...