Elle POV Elle woke up to a blaring alarm clock in her room, the sun was so bright against her all white bedroom. Ugh, she moaned, it couldn't be time to get up already. Noooo. But, here it was time to get up already. As she slung her small frame out of the bed tossing the purple comforter over the mattress, she could here her mother cooking in the kitchen. Great Elle thought. She's home. Elle heard her mother stumbling around again in the kitchen trying her best to make breakfast. As Elle walked down the hallway with it's peeling yellow paint on the walls, a tightness burned in her throat. Readying herself for the confrontation that was coming her way. "oh you're home." Ann spat out. Like, Elle was her roommate instead of her daughter. "You know our rent is due in a couple days. I'm looking a little short on my half." "you're always a little short."I shoot back. It's petty as fuck. I can feel the burn in my throat as I spit her a
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