When I got home, I could barely contain my excitement. I walked through the front door and saw my mom sitting on the couch. I ran over to her and started “Mom! you’ll never believe what happened to me today! Me and Sarah..” she cut me off “I want this house clean, I’m going out tonight and I want this place spotless. You need to watch your brother tonight.” “Bu-u-u-t mom, I’m going to a concert tonight.” She looked at me with her drunken eyes, “What concert?”
“One Direction. I-I-I met them today mom, they invited me backstage and gave me tickets to go tonight.” she dumped the rest of the whiskey down the drain and set the glass cup in the sink. “That stupid boy band you always talk about?” she mumbled. “Its not stupid mom, they saved me..” “Oh! don’t give me that bullshit Taylor! They don’t even know you exist!” She mocked at me. I could feel the tears building up in my eyes, and I desperately tried to hold them back. “Yes, yes they do. I met them today. They know me mom, they actually care about me unlike you!” I knew I shouldn’t have said that. I laid on the floor and held my jaw as it was throbbing from the full force of my moms fist.
All I’ve ever wanted in life was a good family. A family I can look forward to coming home to. I want to know what it feels like to tell your mom about something and have her be interested or proud. Or what it feels like to sit around the table and talk about our day during dinner. I want to know what it feels like to be truly loved. Thats why I loved One Direction so much. I mean it is true that they didn’t even knew I existed before today, but none the less, I knew they still cared. In some weird way, I knew they loved me. I looked up and saw my mom standing over me with her clenched fist.
She was kinda swaying back and forth, probably from all the whiskey she drank. She laughed and walked over towards the door, she grabbed her purse and said, “Well it looks like you won’t be seeing your precious boy band tonight. I guess life is just unfair” she laughed again "I won’t be back until tomorrow.” and she left.
The tears that were building up inside finally broke free. I was sitting on the living room floor, sobbing. All I wanted was to see Niall’s smile one last time, to hear his laugh, to make me forget that the world is a horrible place. But now that wasn’t possible. I sank my face into my hands and just sat there. I looked up and saw Zach standing in the hallway, just watching me. He was 12 now and started to understand that our lives were not as perfect as he thought when he was a child. he came over to me and kneeled down beside me. He put his hand on my back as an awkward way of consoling me. I wiped the tears from my eyes, “Did you see it all?” he just nodded his head. I kept gasping for air as I tried to control my breathing. I got up and wiped my face, “Oh well, I was crazy to think that anything good to happen to me, would last long right? I guess life's just unfair.” I quoted my mom. I walked to kitchen and grabbed myself a cup of water. I felt my pocket vibrate and saw that it was Sarah, “You ready?”. I didn’t even bother to respond, I flipped my phone shut and laid it on the counter.
“Go.” Zach said. “But I need to stay to watch you.” “Don’t worry about me, I-I-I’ll go to Mikes house.” he got up off the floor and walked over to me. “I won’t say a word to mom, besides, even if I did, she’d probably be too drunk to remember the conversation.” We both giggled. “You’d really do this for me?” I asked. He smiled and nodded. “Of course, you’re my big sister. I will always have your back. You deserve it.” I ran around the counter and gave him a huge hug. “Thank you so much Zach! I love you so much!” He laughed, “I love you too! but you’re squeezing the life out of me!” “Sorry.” I grabbed my phone off the counter, and texted Sarah back, “Just give me 10 minutes :)” I skipped down the hallway, with my heart bursting with joy.