"Where are you going, Chelsea?" Judith asked. "It's so cold out there."
"It's none of your business, you old bitch," Chelsea replied curtly."
"CHELSEA!" Judith snapped when she heard Chelsea could easily curse in front of her children. It wasn't the first time Chelsea did it, but Judith would always snap and yell at her for doing so.
Chelsea looked over her shoulder and scoffed, "You're going to be homeless soon. I suggest you not yell at me, and that includes all of you—" Chelsea looked down at her sons. "—if any of you dare to make a mess or noises at home, I will fucking kick all of you out or sell you to some black market organ dealer. I don't have time to take care of four little shits at the same time."
