*FLASHBACK*
~1987
"BILLY!! BILLY GET YOUR ASS IN HERE NOW!" My mom screamed. "Yes ma'am?" I shook as I slowly crept from behind the bathroom door. "What did I tell you huh?" She seethed, her slightly lit cigarette, dangling in between her lips delicately. I stared at her in fear. I have no idea what she's referring to, I've been in my room all day like she told me since last week. I only came out to use the bathroom and I SWEAR I was going right back.
"WHAT did I tell you Billy?" she repeated, this time slowly walking closer to me. I can feel my heartbeat through my chest. I have no idea what she's going to do to me but judging by her stance it doesn't look too good. "I told you to stay your dumb ass in your fucking room didn't I?" She shouted as she gritted her teeth towards the end of her question.
"Kendall! where you at girl?" Randy, my moms "boyfriend" called from the other room, interrupting whatever she had planned for me. "I'm coming Randy," she flirtatiously shouted back. My mom has had lots of boyfriends since as long as I can remember. My grandparents used to say that they weren't her boyfriends when I used to call them my dad, but that they were merely customers. After a while of my mom being lectured and my grandmother throwing the ENTIRE Bible at her, we haven't seen much of them anymore. I honestly don't even know if they're still living.
"If I see your dumb ass out here again I WILL fucking kill you. Do you hear me?!" "Y-y-yes ma'am," I stuttered, turning on my heel as fast as I could and running to my room. I close the door behind me and start to cry. "I wish I wasn't here. I wish she was dead," I sobbed, my tears getting hotter and hotter the faster they fell.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
"Billy…Billy…Billy," Ferma smiled as she paced in front of Bill with a large wrench in her hands. "I'm gonna be honest with you here bud…" she stopped and turned to face him. "I have no clue where to start with you," she smiled brining the wrench up and back down in her hand. "How-how about letting me go you crazy bitch" Bill yelled.
"Bitch who? Bitch where?" She asked Bill, pretending to look around the room for who he was talking to. Bill sat in the chair sobbing desperately as he watched Ferma look around a few tables. "I'll tell you what," she started, walking back over to Bill and kneeling in front of him. "We're going to find this Bitch your talking about by the time I'm done with you," she smiled, taking Bill's checks in between her hands and squeezing slightly.