Luna.
After a long hard and final day at work; I finally arrived home.
I hated it here, but I remembered I was going to be at the airport in about an hour.
If I could sneak away from my mother that is.
I tiptoed up the stairs, hoping they wouldn't squeak.
I hoped she didn't know I was even here, but knowing her over the years, she probably knew anyway.
I opened my bedroom door and switched on the light, only to find my mother sitting on my bed. Her boyfriend was standing in the corner, staring at me.
"Why are your bags packed, Luna?" She asked me. I nervously stood there, her and her boyfriends eyes on me.
"I'm moving." I replied calmly before making my way towards my bags.
"Moving?" She scoffed, "You're not leaving me Luna. Melissa can't, and neither can you."
"Melissa practically lives with her boyfriend now, you never stop her from staying with him all the time, so why stop me?" I protested.
I grabbed my bags and headed towards my door to leave my room. I quickly walked down the stairs, but she was following me.
"You're not allowed to move out, that's it." She grabbed my arm. I shoved her away from me slightly and stood there, staring at her. Her boyfriend shortly followed behind her.
"You want to know something, mother?" I began, "I turned twenty today. That was my limit. I promised myself I'd leave this god forsaken house when I hit that age. I am moving and you can't stop me." I finally stood my ground and it felt great.
"I'm your mother, Luna." She gritted her teeth.
"You haven't been my mother...you never will be."
"You walk out this house, don't you ever come back!" She hissed at me.
"I don't plan on it." My final words to her before I left the house; I was never going to look back.