Here is the next chapter! I basically wrote this all to ay after going through major writers block, so please forgive me if it's not the best chapter I've written. . Enjoy!
Tess gasped. This was not good. This was not good at all. Her mom was here. Drunk. Tess felt like crying then. Everything had been going perfectly. You knew I wouldn't last, though she said to herself mentally. But instead of crying she just took a deep breath and plastered a big, fake smile on her face. She could prevent something truly horrible from happening, or at least make sure that what was to come had an excuse to go with it. She calmly walked down to her mother, still smiling and said "Mom, would you like to go on a walk?" Tess offered her arm to her mother praying to God that she would take it. But apparently God wasn't listening. "Shut the fuck up you hag! How dare you, you ungrateful little bitch!!" T.J. shouted and shoved Tess away from her. Tess heard pens scratching against paper and camera's clicking, which probably meant that the reporters had snapped out of their initial shock were doing their job. She would not let her mothers reputation go down like this. She looped her arm around her mothers waist and began dragging her mother towards the nearest cabin (she finally had enough food in her system that she had enough strength to do that).
Halfway she had to clamp her hand around her mothers mouth to muffle the swearing, which she promptly chomped down on causing blood to ooze from her hand. Biting back curses, Tess eventually got her mom to the front door.
Once the door was safely closed and locked behind her Tess removed her hand from her mom's mouth. "How DARE you!" T.J. shouted as Tess frantically ran around the room closing the blinds. Faster then Tess thought possible for a drunk women, her mother sprang up and began walking toward her. "Are you seven listening to me you bitch!" she shouted as she shoved Tess back into a wall which knocked the air out of her lungs.
As she slid down the wall to the floor her mother began kicking her. But suddenly there was a knock on the door, and they both froze with T.J. about to kick Tess and Tess bracing herself for it. "Tess, are you in there?" a worried voice shouted. It was Shane. Tess grinned despite how very odd it was to do at the time. Someone cared. That was all she had ever wanted, and she had gotten it. "Yeah, I'm fine," Tess lied easily. "Just talking to my mom."
Suddenly her mother picked her up by her shirt, punched her, and threw her against another wall. Unfortunately for Tess, this one had a full-length mirror on it. Tess bit back a scream as glass shattered all around her. Glass shards punctured Tess' back and she could feel the blood flowing.
T.J. started over too her daughter and walked into her arm on her way to a vase (only she knew what she would do with that). Tess whimpered. And to her horror, an evil glint came into her mothers eyes.
T.J. lifted Tess off the floor and began to twist her arm. Tess gasped in pain. "Stop, mom, please," Tess begged. T.J. only laughed and kept going. There was a skinning crack and then Tess bit back a scream. "Little bitch. You need to be taught a lesson, don't you?" T.J. grabbed the vase as Tess crumpled to the ground. There was a frantic pounding at the door. "Tess, what's going on it there?" one voice said. It was Ella. "Yeah Tess, come on! Open up!" Mitchie yelled. "If you don't answer us soon I'll break this door down!" Shane shouted right after.
Again, Tess smiled. "I'm fine you guys, just give me a minute. I accidentally knocked a lamp down, I'm picking it up." She was relieved that they hadn't heard her mom's shouts yet.
By then T.J. was in front of her. The vase had been broken somehow and her mother was holding the bottom half. She smiled and began to go at Tess with the jagged edge. Tess couldn't help herself. She started to scream an ear-splitting scream, but covered her hand with her mouth. That was enough for her friends. Tess hared the door being knocked down and knew it was all over.
In some ways she was kind of sad. I mean she loved her mother despite what she had dome to her. But mostly she felt relived. There was no way her mother could et out of this. They had evidence and witnesses (Tess had studied law at school).
She began to cry out a mixture of the two emotions. She felt herself being scooped up into someone's arms and cried out at he overwhelming amount of pain the was coming from her arm and back. She hared gasps and screams coming from the door. Then she heard two voices that had become familiar to her in the past few days. "Out of the way please, out of the way," came Mrs. Torres' polite voice. Then came the louder, more bossy "Move, people, move! Get out of the way!" that clearly came from Mrs. Rodriguez.
The last thing she remembered before blacking out was the concerned faces of her friends all gathered around, even Caitlin. She felt so, so happy she felt like she would explode from it. And she figured that if she never got up again, she could have died experiencing more happiness then most people felt in there whole life. She had no idea how ironic that thought was.
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