my way home is throuh you

My earphones were ripped from my ears as i lay on my bed writing in my notebook. "What the fahk?" I yelled turning over to find my mom in tears. Her Red-brunette hair a mess and make-up running down her face and she was still wearing her fancy work uniform. "Mom?" i stood up quickly. "Come downstairs honey, i need to talk to you." She croaked walking quickly out of the room. When i got down there she was sitting at the kitchen table, tissues thrown everywhere.
I approached her, my heart heaving. "Mom where's dad?" She stopped sobbing holding n her breathe. She motioned or me to sit down. "Thats just the thing." she caught her breathe again, her lips uncontrollably trembling.
"Your father... Your father he didn't make it through the interstate. He was shot in his car." She doubled over sobbing. My blood froze. Everything Seemed to freeze in time. My mom sobs faded. All I could feel was my feet moving and hear my heart beating as I run out the door.
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(Six months later)
"Y-you know Ellieeeen.." my mom stumbled into the living room, where I curled up drawing in my sketchbook she had a bottle of vodka in her hand."Mom.." I groaned. "Your drunk again."
"Shut up ant listen." she snapped and fell on the couch next to me. She started giggling. "Ya knoouw i hive been thinking, well I already decided. We'te are moving, it's a wondereful town in new jersey, we need to gut away from this place." right then I snapped. "What the fuck do you mean?! What of grandma Willa?!" i stood up and started pacing.
"She'll be fine. Stop your fahking worrying." She slurred out each word. She layed back on the couch giggling. Ever since my dad died she started drinking and taking medication. We live in Florida and It's a thousand miles from here. How are we going to make it,We still seem to manage though, somehow my dads pension or whatever the fuck you call was put into the whole bank account.My mom must of quit her job.
My mom all of a sudden jumped up and stumbled up the stares. Another hang over. I walk up the stairs and pass the bathroom hearing my mom throw up.
I got ready for bed, putting on my skeleton pjs and slid in my earphones and got out my sketchbook again. My chemical romance "Early sunsets over monroeville" started playing and I started drawing. Music and drawing,also reading and comics comfort me.
I slowly started to fall asleep.
The next morning my mom, now over her hang over and cooking breakfast in a motherly fashion. I just don't feel like talking.
She had her hair up in a bun and wore an apron. The smell of pancakes cooking. I fixed me a daily routine of coffee.
We ate in silence not saying a word. The silence has always been so empty. Even when dad was still alive, but it was refreshing. I could feel my mom watch me as I took every bite, slowly chewing.
my mom gulped and took a sip of coffee slowly, more like cautiously "Better get ready, We're having the moving truck over in an hour, get your stuff packed and get some luggage we're gonna be flying." my mom got up quickly taking my plate.
"You never told me we were moving today!" I yelled. "I'm sorry It's just so unexpected and its the only time I can rent the truck for a week, also I got another job offer." my mom pleaded. "You never tell me anything."
So all that day, I packed all my clothing into luggage and my other belongings into boxes. My mom tried talking to me, but I ignore. I've always been resenting, but not this much. Not after my dad left us then decided to come back, but he just never took the time with me.Maybe because I'm a little satanic daughter I was, for being different . I miss him though.. I hate it. Now I'm going to miss grandma
We got everything packed and the furniture and boxes in the moving truck and the moving guys drove off.
The drive to the airport was silent. We had to go through the baggage line and security guards.
"Two passport to Bellview,new jersey." my mom handed the flight attender at the desk. She was a middle aged woman with yellow hair and a weird crooked nose and angelic eyes. "Of course, it will be just about ten minutes." she smiled and handed us both our passports.
"Remember Ellen." my mom said in a authoritive tone. "Yeah yeah your doing this for our good." I mumbled. She gave me a rough pat on the back. "That's right." I turned in my seat where I don't have to look at anyone, there were two couples sitting in front of us. One lady who seem to be in her mid thirties was giving me the eye. She must dislike my joker shirt, chained skinny jeans,converses and netted gloves and jacket with a skull and bleeding heart on the back of it. I was wearing a load of eye liner and my hair was cut in a choppy way and dyed black with red faded highlights.I was really pale to be from Florida, but I don't give a shit how people look at me.
Finally the flight lady came over the intercom, announcing the flight for new jersey. My mom was pushy to get there. We loaded the plane and took our seat at flight a7.
There were a lot of people boarded on this plane and seemed to be chattering. I laid back and put my earphones. The plane started to fly.My mom yanked one out. "Hey what was that for?!" she glared at me. "Don't think about blasting your music so loud I and everyone on this plane can hear it." she hissed.
"It's not gonna..." before I could finish a flight attendant came to us. "Can I offer or get you anything." "No thanks." I passed. "Water for me please." my mom smiled sweetly. When she left my mom glared back at me. "Shit I wont." I snorted. "And watch your language." she snapped.
The attendant came back with water and handed it to me. She looked at me giving me a look over as if I were in a zoo. I gave her a creepy smile, showing some of my sharp teeth I seem to have. She seemed to pale and quickly walk away. I could hear her murmur "Creep."
I laid back and slid my earphones back in letting Smashing pumpkins "Bullet with butterfly wings play." I smiled and pulled up my hood and took out my sketchbook from my bag I carried with me.
Nothing is going to ruin this flight for me. After a couple of hours, though I didn't realize there was a couple with like a four year old son. He started to kick the back of my chair. Just my luck.

Notes

Hey guys, Dark rose here. Hope you enjoy this first chapter and I will love to hear feed back on this story. I'm going to stick with this story as long as it takes to get this finished. I've been examining my writing and fan fics and I see many flaws and want to better them. I would be grateful to see what you think and see way to correct my errors in this story and love to see ideas on just what you think of this story and what you want to see. Until the next chapter (Which will be soon)