Breakdown;;Ella;;49 pt 1

It was game five of the finals. We brought the series back to Chicago tied at two. It was time to take the lead so we can attempt to win in Phily. Jonny and mines relationship was going good, after he saw the breakdown I had at my dads.

My mom called me to come over. Me being stupid agreed and drove to the suburbs to her house. I knew for a fact this wasn't going to go well, but decided to be the bigger person and stop by before heading to the game. I parked the car in the driveway and let myself in. "Mom..." I shouted from the hallway with my phone in hand. I didn't get an answer so I walked upstairs and found her in my old bedroom. I looked at the walls and saw all my old pictures up. She was looking at the walls with her back faced me. "Mom, you called me over, whats up?" I asked.

"You were so normal..." she says in a shaky voice.

She's on drugs, which is unusual.

"What are you talking about?"
"You weren't a whore, you were a good girl."
"I'm not a whore mom," I say, putting the phone on the night stand and walking toward her. "Mom, why am I here?"
"Dad's got you brainwashed, that fucker."
"Please don't talk about my dad like that."
"You're gonna turn out to be just like him."

Now I was confused and wondering why she was on drugs in the first place. She turns to look at me, her eyes are bloodshot from the drugs and she's ready to have a breakdown. She's coming toward me now, and I have no idea what to do, because I'm acctually kind of scared. "YOU ARE DEFINATLY A MISTAKE OF A CHILD YOU PEICE OF SHIT!!"

"You have no right to be talking about me like that," I'm yelling now, only because I have no idea where the hell this is coming from. "You are a bad example to Alfonso, taking these drugs--"
"Don't be criticizing my parenting Ella!"
"I'm trying to help you."
"Oh cause you don't need help? Look at you, you hotmess, Jonnys gonna leave you one of these days."
"Leave Jonny out of this."
"Jonny, that peice of shit boyfriend you have, you've always dated the piece of shits though."
"Don't talk about him like that!" I yell, my voice getting louder. "You're one to talk, your a hot mess right now, god, no wonder I always got along more with dad. No wonder why he left you for another man!"

My mom stops talking and gives me the nastiest look she's ever given me. I must've spoken too soon. "What did you just say?" She yells at me. I don't respond. She then pushes me and I hit the ground. I get up and run for my phone. "Don't you touch that phone!" She yells as she grabs me by the head and slams me on the wall. I get up but he pushes me down and starts kicking me.

"Mom stop this!" I yell but she keeps doing it.

She finally stops. I'm too weak to move. She walks into he room and comes back to me. She's hold a jump rope in her hand. "You're not going anywhere," she tells me, tying my hands behind the bed post with the rope. She locks the door and leaves the house. My phones going off and I hear Lady Antebellums "I Run To You" blare. It's Johnny. I want to reach for the phone but I can't. I sit on the floor with my knees to my face and cry for the first time in months.

For the first time in a long time, I felt so alone.

sorry it's short, but I'm doing part two next!. :)