You're The Voice I Hear Inside My Head.

     "But Mom," I whined.
She sighed, "Maria, if I hear you whine once more, I will give you something to whine about."

            I groaned and dramatically walked away from the monster that was called my mother. She’d always had something against me since my father left seven years ago. I was only nine; which would make me sixteen now. I had just gotten my driver’s permit due to my grandparents forcing my mother to actually sign the paper, allowing me to get my permit. But my permit is not of concern here. My mother is forcing me to move my entire life, everything I grew up knowing, to a new place where I knew no one and where no one cared about me. This is my hometown; where I grew up--Where my heart lies.
            Oh god.
I’m going to be leaving my best friend, my boyfriend, my job, the room that I’d grown up in.
Everything.
She obviously doesn’t understand how drastic this is for me.
Once I reached the security of my own room, I slammed the door, and let out a short scream to release some frustration.
Yes, I know, very immature move.
But too bad, you try dealing with this.
I felt a sudden vibration coming from my left jean pocket.
I shuffled quickly, still slightly frightened, to get my cell phone out of my pocket and see if I had an incoming call or a text message.
It was a text message.

Hey Baby, I’m going to work right now, so I wont be able to call you like I’d promised. I’m running kinda late.
I’ll call you around 6 to see if you’re busy or not to go out one last time before you leave.. I love you, Maria. :] ttyl.
-Matt.

            Nice going mom. Tear my heart away as well while you’re at it.
I pouted while tears began forming in my eyes. I replied back saying that it was alright and that I’d talk to him tonight, and of course that I loved him with my entire heart.
’You know, you might meet someone new there?’  I remember my mom told me in the beginning of her “talk” to me that one night when she first piled this onto me.
I sighed, and after I was done texting Matt back, I decided to call Adeline- my best friend for about 4 years now.
We were so close; we were just like sisters.
I quickly typed out her phone number, by memory, and pressed the ‘call’ button and waited to hear ringing. I heard about six rings before it went to voicemail.
            “Hey, you reached my cell. You know what to do…. “ was said before a beep was sounded.
I left her a message saying to call me back whenever she had the chance. I tried to not sound like I had been crying or wasn’t sad. But knowing her, she’d tell right away. She always could….
She was the only person who could read me like a book. I guess you get that ability when you’ve been friends with someone for so long.
I crept to my bed, threw my phone on the nightstand and let my body just fall onto the queen-sized mattress, not caring how much it would hurt. I’m hurting so much on the inside, what more could some pain on the outside do.
Now see, if I were into that whole cutting thing, here’s where I’d take out my little box of sharp objects and hack away at my skin. But nope.
I’ve been clean of cutting for a good two years now. So there will be no cutting—just lots and lots of crying… and screaming for that matter.
I really just need to get out and get away from this monster.
We’re moving, all because of some stupid job. Wow, what’s a few extra dollars gonna do?
”Pay more bills,” she replied.
She always had an answer for everything. Smartass.
Eh, well I wont be getting out tonight unless I sneak out of the house to be with Matt one last time.
Tell me, how many girls do you know that have a boyfriend and cant go on a date with them, when its your last weekend in town, because your mother deprives you from seeing him?
Hopefully she’ll leave to go out partying like she normally does and gets me a babysitter.
I made a noise in disgust.
Even though I’m sixteen, she still sees the need for me to have a babysitter when she leaves the house.
You know, just to piss her off I should get pregnant. Then see how she lets me out.
”How the fuck did you get pregnant?”
”Well see, I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant if you wouldn’t have deprived me from being an actual teenager like I am. When you deprive a teenager from something, it only makes them wanna do it more. You wouldn’t let me go out with Matt… so I snuck out, had sex with him, and tada! I’m pregnant.”
Oh yes, that would go so smoothly.
I sighed and looked over at my digital alarm clock.
It read: 11:10am.
Great, I have the whole day to moan and groan about something I can’t change.
What school doesn’t have school on my last weekend in town?
Just my luck though.
I’ve never been lucky. I’ll never see those friends again. I told a few people, but not all of them. So on Monday when the morning bell rings and my seat is empty, people will know.
I layed my head back down on my pillow, closed my eyes, and tried to think of happier times.
Damn, was this the most horrible position that I’ve ever been put in, or what?

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I started writing another fanfic just because of what I'm going through.
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