My eyes move to the necklace and I know I don’t deserve to wear it. I have no right. I remove the chain from my neck and leave it on the counter.
“I’m sorry, momma.” I say as I grab my toothbrush and brush my teeth. Once done, I give a look at the chain and walk back into the bedroom and towards the walk-in closet, grabbing my sweats, an oversized t-shirt and hoodie. I pull them on. I brush my long red hair and throw it up in a messy bun on top of my head as I leave the room and go in search of food.
The good s**t, the s**t that makes you feel better, if only for a moment. I waddle my ass down the stairs and head towards the kitchen. No-one is around. Which right now is a godsend. I don’t really want to see anyone.
I grab some food and head out of the kitchen with my arms full of candy
