Running from family

I lash out at her wrist "I told you to stop!"

"Don't do that! I am your mother!" I slap her.

"DON'T HURT HER, HARLEY!!!!"

Harley grinned "don't touch the merchandise" she sliced at her arm

I get hurt a bit, "Ahh! Evil child!"

"STOP IT!!!!" I bang on the door as hard as I can.

I look at my knife "your evil. You threw me, a newborn in the gutter. You were goin to let me die. You are the evil one. May you go to hell"

"I GAVE YOU UP BECAUSE I HAD NO OTHER CHOICE! WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE GROWN UP WHEREVER YOU DID, OR WOULD YOU WANT TO STILL BE LIVING HERE IN THIS HORRIBLE HOUSE!?"

"I don't see why this house is horrible" Harley said, twirling her knife around

"Because...a lot happened here."

"Still. You gave me up. You think across the street was any better? This whole neighborhood is a slum"

I look at the floor, "I watched you grow up..."

"And get hurt. I was beaten my entir life and you never helped me! Even when I was freaking...." I pained and sighed "you should be ashamed"

"I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED IN THAT HOUSE! I SAW YOU WALK TO SCHOOL! I SAW YOU SIT ALONE ON THE PORCH AND HELD BACK FROM GOING OVER TO SEE YOU!"

"From what drew said this house wasn't much better. You scared the hell out of sparky. And I should murder you for that"

I slap at her, "EVIL CHILD!"

I stabbed my knife into her elbow "your evil!" I slap her across the face

I shriek in pain.

My eyes widen. I slam my hands against the door. My hands begin to bleed, "LET ME IN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" I scream.

I threw my knife at the door, so the tip broke through the wood before I walked up to mom and grabbed her collar

I kick her leg, knowing I couldn't escape.

Harley cursed and loosened her grasp. They were in the kitchen, surrounded by knives and bottles

"Harley! Let me go right now!"

Harley "why? So you can slap me?" I let her drop as I pick up an empty bottle and smash it against the counter, sending glass everywhere

I scream, "Harley!!"

I pick up another bottle "what?!"

"STOP!!"