36. She Lost It
Moms breathing machine sounded as if someone dragged a steel baseball bat down the road with a occasional chalk-on-chalkboard screech. Every possible light in the house is on so I go one-by-one and turn them off leaving me in total darkness. Well arn't I the smartest little thing. I feel around for my room, then my bed, get in it, and fall asleep.
Bang Bang Boom. "Shoot!." Oh my god. "Mom!" I yell running into the kitchen. She is sitting on the kitchen floor with a pot in her hand. "What are you doing?" I help her up. "I I- was j-just trying to make dinner." Its 5:28...am. That shows you how mentaly unstable she is. "I'm make something." I help her onto the couch. Her machine, its not hooked onto her. Damnit. I feel around for the tubes. "Mom gosh, where did you put you tubes you know you can't go long without-" She holds them up and places them inside her nose. "Don't worry Lillian I got 'em." And I'm like, "Please keep them in, for me." She noddes. "Now what do you want?"
I end up making blueberry pancakes. "Thanks sweetie oh you are too young to be takin care of an old lady like me." As if she herd my whole entire conversation with Justin last night. "Nah if I wasn't I'd be gettin in trouble like the other young kids." Hah, trouble. Mom looks sad or board or both. "Can I have a pen and some whatcha call it." Mom says. "Yeah a pen and paper." Assuming thats what she means, paper, I get it for her.
I get a text from Justin.
Justin: Whats wrong with me? I'm obsessing over u like nothing in the world means anything anymor please I'm dying over here. help me. save a celebrity.
Me: Is this what you do to all the othr girls.
Justin: What other girls?