My teachers lover (kellic)

I felt on autopilot as I walked into my house. I happened to look u and see my mother's disapproving look. She was never out of bed. She never did anything but sleep. But every once in a while she would actually look down her window. I guess today was one of those days. I sighed and prepared myself for yelling. She hated me. "Hello kellin," she said from the top of the stairs. Damn. She was like a fucking spider. "Hello mother," I said. Back setting my bag down.
"Who was that?" she asked. "A friend," I remarked as I tried to walk up the stairs without looking at her. It was super hard, I'll tell you that. "Don't think for a second that he actually likes you," she said. I just nodded. I'm sure there would have to be a blade in my room somewhere. Maybe one of my old ones from when I was in like 6th grade? "Okay," I said. She was a bitch but it did get me thinking. What if he really didn't like me? He could just be using me. That was a huge possibility.
I looked around my room searching for a blade as cancer played. It kind of took my life and summed it up. My mom clearly wasn't done tormenting me, because she walked behind me and looked at me. "Watcha looking for?" she asked. "Nothing why do you care?" I snapped. "Watch your attitude mister, I am dying," she said, more like yelled. My father suddenly entered and looked up at me. I smiled at him and he smiled back. My mom changed completely going downstairs to greet him.
I thanked the emo gods that he came home right now.
At least that would delay my mom for a little. Right now I just had to worry about me and Vic.

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