"You're WHAT?" I exclaim.
"Renee, pleaseā¦" Dad starts, but I'm already halfway up the stairs. I slam my bedroom door closed and slam the play button on the CD player, cranking the Three Days Grace CD to full volume. Back and forth across the room I start pacing, just like I always do when I get really angry. Someone starts knocking on the door, but I can barely hear it over the music.
"Renee!" Mum's voice calls out, and I turn sharply.
"Fuck off!" I roar so loud the room seems to shake, slamming my fist angrily on the door. I scoop one of my shoes off the floor and throw it across the room, slamming against the wall with a loud thud and creating a large tear through one of my posters. There's no knocking and no voices outside my door so that bitch must have pissed off. Rage seems to radiate off of me in waves.
"I'M NOT GOIN' TO FUCKIN' GOTHAM CITY!" I can't seem to speak quieter than a roar.
It's not the fact that Mum and Dad are getting a divorce that's pissing me off so much.
It's the fact that I have to move to fuckin' America and fuckin' Gotham City with my shitty excuse for a mother.
A/N: So I finally gave Sorceress a real name, and it's Renee Blaze! Fitting, don't you think? Unfortunately, I won't be able to upload any new chapters or answer PMs or anything for the next two weeks because of school holidays :( so I'd just like to say thank you to all of my continuous readers. So until the end of the holidays, farewell and Flamegirl217 out.
