Author's Note

This is my first ever story and i hope you all enjoy if not oh well i tried.

okay thanks to some constructive criticism my ass went back and edited the story a bit

Another day

"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

I woke up and start to sit up but felt dizzy for a moment. "Oww my head." I looked up as the alarm went off and i reached out to turn it off.

"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

7:40.

"AH CRAP!! I'M LATE!!" I ran to the bathroom almost tripping trough the door and begin to quickly brush my teeth.

After i finished i ran to the closet and threw on the only clothes i assumed to be clean. and began to head towards the front door.

As i checked my phone for the time and saw that the day marked on the calendar says Saturday.

i breathed a sigh of relief. i also seen fifteen missed calls. Normally you would shrug that off but these weren't easily swept aside because these were from none other than mom. Aaaaaaand now i begin to freak out again.

as i tried to see how long ago the calls were unanswered for i heard a knock at the door. i jumped at the sudden sound and started to sweat then i looked down at my phone and see the call log says Mamma bear fifteen missed calls an hour ago.

"SHIT!"

i'm confused though, why would she call so early did something happen?.

"Maybe those men with the dark suits dropped by" No, that's not to happen till next month" i thought.

But then i seen that the clock on my phone says 10:40. i face palmed at the realization that i forgot to fix the time on the alarm the night before those damn late night work hours.

i heard the door again and then started walking towards it panting, sweating, fearing. at whom might be on the other side of that wooden construct.

i looked through the peephole and don't see anyone but that's not a good thing cause that's just one more certain sign that's who i think it is.

The knocking stops. It's just silence, as i gulp down the spit and knot in my throat . i felt my body loosen. but then the door swings open knocking me to the ground with an audible thud, and who was on the the other side. why it was none other than mom i was both happy and terrified at the same time.

The happy was cause i got to see mom which always made me happy.

The terrified was cause i didn't answer her calls or the door and now i have to come up with an excuse as to why i didn't answer anything.

i look up and see the RAGING FIRE. Burning in her eyes as i try to sound calm and muttered out.

"Ahem, hiiiii m-"

"DON'T YOU HI MOM ME MISTER. Why didn't you answer any of my calls?"

i sat in silence thinking of how i'm going to come up with something that might pass for an acceptable answer.

"WELL!?"she said.

"Uhhhhh?"

"Uhhhhhhh what?" She said,clearly ready to smack a bitch

" i don't know "

"What? You don't know.?"

"I'm sorry mom i must've slept through them I'm sorry i didn't mean to!"

She takes a step closer to me as i stand up but freezes in place. The look of anger and fire fades and is replaced by a look of worry and concern.

"What is that?!" she says as she points to my bruised jaw and knotted up forehead.

"Did HE..... Do this again?"She said all puzzled and confused.

No mom. Not this time this was different after all, this time i was paid to do the fight.

" I want an explanation right now or so help me go-"

" Mom its ok i promise i'm fine. It's just a minor ding."

i promised and tried to reassure her.

as i stand up i hear faint crying and when i looked over at mom she is crying. i started to feel guilty and go to hug her as her tears get absorbs into my shirt i start to feel even more guilty.

Both of me and mom are crying now in my living room i stepped back a bit and wiped the tears off mothers cheek i made my way towards the kitchen and pulled a glass from the cabinet above the sink and then open the fridge and all i seen was a few sad attempts of food a half empty jar of olives, take out that's probably a week old, and a cold beer.

"oh yeah no groceries need to get some money soon maybe there's another fight at the plaza or maybe i should call Jim again..." no mom wouldn't want me to go down the same road she did when she was raising me and... never mind.

All of the sudden i feel a mixture of sadness,pain,anger,grief and feel a tear run down my face.
As mom walks she sees the tears in my eyes i hear her call my name "anon" i turn to look at her " yeah"
she walks towards me and and takes the glass from my hand and sets it on the table next to me and commences the hugging all the while saying "don't think about it just try to forget" i take in the words of mom wisdom and try to forget.
But..... i.... can't..... .

We sit there hugging for a little bit my 6ft 5in body covering her 5ft 2in it's almost like i'm hugging a small body pillow.
when we finally let go of each other i grab the glass and head to the sink and turn on the faucet nothing happens i turn the faucet on and off, again nothing happens so i head for the front door and as i get there i see the water company's van drive off i take a step out and hear a crunching sound and i look down and see the bane in my existence the WATER BILL!!.

"What is it?" Mom asked

i quickly grab it and put it in my pocket. "its nothing." i say with hopes that she bought it

she has a certain look on her face. A look i haven't seen in a long time i hope she cant see right through me.

"DANG IT"