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CHAPTER 2:

So how was your day, was all Mom said when we got home after being dropped off by Hana, Jim and Lue. The day had been fun but extra tiring. Meeting about five thousand fucking people could do that to you, you know.

Flopping face down on our makeshift couch-which was really nothing more then our air mattress with a pile of random pillows stacked on top, I mumble something that even I couldn't understand into the fuzz covered rubbery fabric. Yeah, I was just that tired…and lazy. Feeling Emma flop down beside me and lean against so that her elbows are sticking into my back. I muttered a faint 'ow' before nudging her off. Unlike me, she was the humanized version of the energizer bunny.

It was great Mom, she exclaimed making the bed jiggle slightly, we saw the ocean, trees…you know…we never had this many trees back in Miami. It was kind of weird, but the air smells cleaner here, Emma rambled as she went into detail on about how she remembered seeing a show about pollution and smog and how the world was going to end if we didn't 'clean up our act' before getting to the part of which I dreaded.

Oh, yeah and we hitched hiked with Lou,Hana and Jim. They were fun. Lou is an idiot though and Hana showed us some of her…

Emma's voice trailed off as she realized her fatal mistake.

Oops.

Ugh. Eight year olds…Oh how they suck.

Tensing up as the water in the kitchen shut off rather abruptly, I prepared myself for the scolding that was sure to happen. And sure enough…

Emma, babe…did I hear you say…hitch…hike.

The tone in Mom's voice was rather pleasant but still held an icy edge to it. I listened to the floorboards creak as Mom crept closer. Like a lion and its prey, I imagined as I attempted to smother myself just so I couldn't hear my own verbal slaughtering. It didn't work.

Y-Yeah, Emma backed away slightly so that she was on the farther end of the air mattress. I lifted my head so I could glare. Coward, I mouthed as she looked at me then shrugged. Sorry she said back and looking honestly so. I would have forgiven her had it not been for the fact that it was quite frankly her fault.

There was a short bit of silence, then Moms too pleasant voice scratching the air.

Emma, Hun, go up stairs, Mom commands, in that frosty voice of hers. It doesn't take long for Emma to haul tail and leave me stranded without a paddle. Great. Shifting so that I am no longer lying down but cross legged against the wall, I wait for Moms voice to erupt. Which happens in:

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WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU GUYS HITCHED HIKED?!

I winced, feeling the house quake at Mom's ridiculously loud voice.

HAVE YOU ANY IDEA WHAT COULD HAVE HAPPENED!?YOU COULD HAVE BEEN KIDNAPPED, OR KILLED OR-

She was cut off by my sudden exhale of air. I was really irritated.

Mom, first of all none of those things actually happened, Jim, Lou and Hana are actually pretty cool they even invited-

I don't give a flying fuck if Han Jim Lou is "cool" she quotes using bunny ears, what you did was dangerous, Kristina, Mom said as she rounded on me with her shoulders squared, and hands on her thick hips. She looked like she was ready to buck. I sighed again.

Yeah it was dangerous, Mother, but nothing happened, I said icily feeling my anger rise. Usually, under normal circumstances I would have let something like this go and stalled a fight but this was a not normal circumstance.

That's what you say, "You know, she mimicked my voice but do you? What would you have done if something had happened to Emma!

I ground my teeth slightly but said nothing.

She was blowing this shit out of proportion! Who did she think she was-okay, my mother, I know-but fuck! As if she's never done reckless shit!? Bringing strangers into our apartment, leaving a nine year old and her almost one year old baby sister alone just because she couldn't pay a baby sitter, sleeping for money,…I could name a thousand mistakes that my mother had made over the past sixteen year of my life but it wouldn't matter. She would still be angry and id still be in the dog house.

So instead of bringing anything up I snorted and rolled my eyes. "Fine, Mom. I made a mistake. Things could have been worst; I could have been raped and murdered or kidnapped. I wasn't. I could have been mauled by a bear. I wasn't."

Mom's eye narrowed as I started to sass her, which I knew she hated. She would claim, if given the chance, that she had gotten enough of it from her own parents when she lived with them. She didn't need it from her own kid. Oh. Freaking. Well.

And you could have just let me drive the stupid car but-
She cut me off this time.

"Is this all because of the damn car! You hitch hike with strangers because of the mother f-ing car!"

Mom flings her hands in the air and continues to screech. For the next ten minutes I can't even get a word into the conversation, because she is talking so fast and going between English and Spanish so fast I can't keep up.

Words like lazy, idiotic, stupido and other crappy words reach my ears. It causes my eyes to sting, burn and fury to take my thoughts. Before I knew it, I'm out of the room with Mom still screaming behind me. Rage encircles me.

Get back here Kris. We're not done yet.

But we were.

We were so done.