A crash woke me up from my restless sleep and I immediately sat up, pushing at Chris’s limbs that were tangled around my body. I looked up just in time to see my mother storming towards my bed with a look of fury that I didn’t know she had in her.
“Get out of that bed this instant, Adelaide McGregor. I have had it up to here,” she screamed, her face turning beet-red, I was sure her head was about to explode any second like one of those cartoon characters. I casually made my way out of my bed, scooping my discarded bra off the floor and hooking it into place.
“And you, Mr. Zander.” Mother poked Chris in the chest who had yet to even flinch and was still passed out. I watched as she stomped to the bathroom in her heels and returned with a tall glass of water, promptly throwing it straight in his face. “What the hell was that for, Addy?” He sputtered as he sat up and opened his eyes through the stream of water. “Oh, excuse me, Mrs. Conklin. I, uh, didn’t…we weren’t doing. We just fell asleep.”
“Yeah, we just fell asleep…naked,” I added sarcastically. Geez, Chris be a freaking man about it. We are twenty years old. “What are you doing home so early, Mother? I thought you were gone through Monday.”
“Well, that’s what the plan was,” she seethed, “until I got a phone call from Mrs. Weathersby about the noise coming from our house and the stream of teenagers coming in and out. So thanks for ruining our time away. What were you thinking Adelaide? That I wouldn’t find out? A mother always finds out.”
Mrs. Weathersby, of course. Nosey old bitch with nothing better to do. “I’m an adult now, Mother. If I feel like having a few friends over, I don’t see what the issue would be.” I put a hand on my hip to challenge her. Poor Chris looked like a bobble head the way he kept looking back and forth between the two of us.
“The issue is that you’re out of control and apparently not acting like an adult.” She jabbed Chris in the chest with her manicured finger. “Point in case being him. You can leave now, Chris. I believe you left your clothes in the kitchen.” I watched as Chris fumbled around awkwardly with my bed sheet until it was wrapped around him like a toga, and I couldn’t help but smirk. “Oh, and I’ll be making sure your mother hears about this at the club. I know she’ll be so disappointed.”
“Sorry, Mrs. Conklin,” he muttered without looking back at me, practically running out of the room.
I walked over to my dresser drawer and began to pull out clothes for the day. I really needed a shower. I could feel my mother’s eyes boring into my back and eventually turned around, knowing that she wasn’t leaving anytime soon, and I would just have to deal with her.
She shook her head at me as soon as I whipped around and crossed her arms over her chest tightly. “I didn’t think it would have to come to this, Adelaide, but this was the final straw. I cannot believe I would catch you with him of all people. Did you not learn your lesson the first time?”
“Oh, please, Mother. Do you think he has some kind of super sperm or something? I wasn’t being stupid about it, we were completely safe.”
“That’s not the point and the fact that you can’t see it that way, only helps me know that I’m doing this for the best. As of tomorrow you no longer live here.” My mouth dropped open, and I gaped at her when I didn’t see any kind of humor in her face. “Excuse me?”
“You’ve not made any attempt to change your ways, no plans for a job or to finish up school at a four year college when most semesters start next week. You’re on a downward spiral, and while I know I haven’t done the best job at parenting you, I think this will be for the best.” I thought I almost saw a glimmer of tears in her eyes but I was probably seeing things. My mother had turned all of her emotions off years ago.
“Fine, I’ll pack my things and stay with a friend until you change your mind then.” I walked over to my closet and began to pull out my luggage. I would most likely only need one bag before she changed her mind and gave in. It always happened.
“Oh, really? And who will you be staying with? Aren’t all of your friends heading off to school?”
I froze as I unzipped my suitcase. Of course, I hadn’t factored that in at all. “That’s all right, I’m sure I can stay at a hotel or I could always rent an apartment. As long as I’m out of your hair, right mother?”
She chuckled lightly and strode across my room, pulling dresser drawers open to empty them into a pile on the floor. “Well, I don’t know how that would be possible. All of your credit cards have been deactivated, and your car has been taken away.”
“What the hell?” I screeched as I jumped up and literally stomped my foot on the ground. Yeah, I know I was acting like a spoiled brat but it wasn’t my fault. It was my mothers. “Why would you do that? Would you like to have your own daughter living on a park bench or something?”