Please Don't Take This Out On Me

"You'll be staying here for a bit," my mother said; looking me in the eyes and giving me a hug. "Please!" I cried as I clung onto her. "I don't want to live here. I want to come home with you!" My mom started crying and rubbed my back. "I can't afford to keep you, Frankie. I wish I could. I love you so much." I started crying and clung onto her as tight as I could. I wouldn't like it here.
She gave me a weak smile and led me up the steps where the meanest, scariest, oldest lady was waiting with crossed arms and a scowl on her face. "Finally," she muttered under her breath. "Are you Mr Iero?" I nodded and a fresh wave of tears streamed down my face. She said something quietly about being weak and motioned for me to follow her. I clung tightly to my mother's hand and went quickly after her.
She lead me around the large foster home, aka my new house, and pointed out the kitchen, bathrooms, and paused to yell at a couple of boys for being too loud. I didn't like it here one bit. I wouldn't have any friends and was going to have panic attacks every minute. She finally led me up to the stairwell to my 'room' and shoved me inside. A tall blond boy with a lip ring was sitting on one of the beds and reading a comic. "Bryar!" The mean lady, who introduced herself as Mrs Skybalt, yelled. The boy jumped and laid down the comic. "Yes ma'am?" "Introduce yourself!" she hissed and I felt bad for the boy.
He stuck out his hand with a small smirk. "Bob. Bob Bryar." I walked over to him and placed my hand in his. "F-Frank, Frank Iero." Bob rolled his eyes and sighed. "Do you always fucking stutter like that?" I bit my lip and looked down. Okay, maybe we wouldn't get along so well.
I ran over to my mother and threw my arms around her; sobbing violently. "P-please don't make me stay here!" My mother sighed and hugged me back as I noticed there were tears in her eyes. "I wish you could come home with me, love." I sobbed into her chest and she stroked my hair soothingly. "I'll try to come visit." "P-promise?" I whimpered. "Yeah," she said softly. Mrs Skybalt cleared her throat rather loudly and I let go of mother and stood back. "Your mother may leave now. You can stay here with Bob until supper." I pulled my mother in for one last shaky hug; breathing in her scent of cheap soap and missing her already before we let go and Mrs Skybalt lead her away. And just like that she was gone and I was stuck here.

Notes

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