Changing Faces

Chapter Two

I dreaded waking up in this house. The stench was unbearable. It hadn't been cleaned in years. What was  the point, the things that went on inside this house were much filthier than the house itself. It could never truly be cleaned. It was forever tainted. 

          "Just because I gave you some days off doesn't mean lay on your ass all day slut," my mother stood in the doorway. I looked up then turned around facing away from her. "Don't you hear me b***h, get up or I'll give you something to lay around about." She came closer and put her dirty  foot on the bed. I sighed then rolled out of bed and walked towards the door bumping my mother as I passed. 

          She lashed out and slapped me across the face, "You may be grown but I'm still in charge of your trashy ass as long as you live under my roof. Keep it up and you and your rotten cunt will be out on the streets." "Oh really Molly, and how will you support yourself when I'm gone. Everybody knows that your dried up, rotten cunt isn't even worth a sniff of crack. You need me no matter how sick and disgusting it is to use your own daughter in such a way.

          You wouldn't even be able to support your own habits if you didn't sell my body," I yelled finally feeling fed up. I didn't know where this confidence was coming from. Why I was all of a sudden feeling so strong and willful. Was it the stranger I met last night? He did make me feel some type of way. Like I could be so much more than what I was. 

          Or maybe it was all just an illusion and I was just starting to lose my mind. My mom gawked at me not believing I had stood up for myself. Not once did she ever believe that I could say such words in such a strong and sure tone. "Get out of my face before you regret ever opening your hole you call a mouth," my mom whispered clearly pondering what had gotten into me. 

          I smirked then walked away. I felt proud for making the b***h cringe. She deserved it. She deserved everything that was coming to her. In due time she will be the one that bows to me. I turned on the shower and undressed. Even though there wasn't any soap the warm water running down my body made me feel a little cleaner. 

          I closed my eyes and thought about my mystery man. The thought of being with someone like him was so far-fetched. His designer clothes and shoes gave off just how wealthy he was and I was just fooling myself thinking of what could be. It was a nice escape from reality though. It took my mind off the here and now and made me focus more on my future.

          Something would have to give. It would all have to start on the monster who created this hell, my mother. It would end with me finally being happy and free. I turned the water off and got dress. There was no way I was staying in this house I had to get away. Without another word to my mother I walked out the front door not caring what she said.