I walked in from school to see my mom stiring something in a pot and my dad reading this mornings paper. i threw my bookbag down into the corner and sat at the other end of the table. i could sense the tension between them and mom was stirring the substence oddly. almost as if lost in some kind of trance. i felt like no one noticed my entrence so i cleared my throught.
mom didnt even look up from the pot and dad gave me a quick glance before returning to the paper. I pulled my bookbag toward me takeing out my math book and begining my homework. i knew mom and dad were drifting apart but i didnt want to admit it. the aroma of kraft dinner filled the room. normally at this time we'd all be laughing and playing around before settling down to eat. but not tonight. i sat feeling akward to even be in the same room. i knew we'd all have to act fine when we went to the bar. we seemed to be getting good at that.
mom placed my plate of kraft dinner infront of me. i snuck a glance into her eyes. they seemed dead. i knew this had to be a bad fight. mom took her plate into the liveing room and dad took his to the porch. i sat alone at the table slowly eating my kraft dinner looking at the chairs that we're usally occupid by my parents at this time. i sighed walking into my bedroom to get ready to work the bar that night.
i put on my black 'shotgun wedding' shirt the sides were cut revealing some of my midriff and lower back and i wore tight blue jeans with a spike belt. then i applyed my black eyeliner and mascara with my pink lipgloss. i kissed my mirror leaving my lip prints as i grabbed my guitar not sure if i was playing tonight.
the ride to the bar was highly akward. no one said a word. we all steped into the bar and my aunt Trish was cleaning tables and my uncale Jeff was washing the floors. i went to the stage where stacy was practicing her dance routine with mickie. i silently place my guitar on the side of the stage completely aware of everyones eyes on me. my mother and father walked in diffrent directions and i jumped off the stage and walked over to where my aunt Trish was sitting with uncale Jeff.
"hey kiddo why so blue huh? comeon' a thirteen year old that can rock on a guitar like you can waaahh man. you dont see that everyday. cheer up kid." uncale Jeff tried to confort
i offered him a fake smile and sat next to aunt Trish and she wrapped her arms around me.
"darling i promise you everything is going to work out and its going to be fine but just think tonight you get to hang with me and your uncale jeff all night and we can get fat on popcorn and rootbeer all night." Aunt Trish attempted
i had no choice but to smile at that. doors opened in 5 minutes so i went behind the counter with my mom who was unstacking the alchole for the night. i glanced up at uncale jeff in his DJ booth selecting tonights dance music and then to my dad who was carrying boxes of alchole from the back.
people were begining to line up at the door and mom was just about finished preparing for the night so i walked to the door looking to my mother who slightly nodded.Chris Jerico and my dad aproched the door to take ids and i unlocked the door and joined my mom and aunt Trish at the bar.
the night was going smoothly. customer wise. mom and dad were fighting almost about everything. then i made one of my stupids mistakes i took the bottle of Smirnoff Ice. then i snuck to the back and chugged it as fast as i could. i wish i could tell you more about that night but i can't remember. all i know is that that one bottle that was supposed to chace my problems away only made it a hell of alot worse. this is were hell began...
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