Hope's P.O.V ... Is That What You Think?

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Hope’s P.O.V

I woke up the next morning with the sound of my phone going off. Since I finally realized last month that I couldn’t trust my family to wake me up, I’ve been setting my own alarm clock. Getting out of my bed, I went to the bathroom and did my daily routine.

“Yo, little hoe. Your boyfriend is chillin in the living room.” Scoti, my brother said as he barged into the bathroom.

“Have you ever heard of knocking?” I asked him. He shrugged his bony shoulders.

“I don’t give a fuck, it’s my house too.” He told me.

“You need to watch your mouth.”

“Make me bitc-” I interrupted him.

“If you finish that sentence, I’ll tell dad what you’re hiding under your mattress.”

“Ha-ha, by de time you snitch to him, it will be gone.” Scoti stated.

“You really don’t think I only know about that one hiding spot in your nasty ass room?” I replied.

“My room ain’t nasty. It’s a museum of art.”

“More like a museum of mold.” I fired back as I pushed him out my way.

I walked into the living room and saw Tom reading Naruto, which was a manga book. I smiled and walked over to him. He didn’t notice me, so I snatched the book from his hand and leaned down to give him a kiss before he could say anything.

I backed away after a lingering kiss and Tom smirked when I stood up straight.

“Well, good morning to you too.” He said.

“You didn’t notice me come in. Thought I’d make you notice me.” I said.

“Well, it worked!” I nodded in agreement. He soon stood up and grinned. I rolled my eyes and began to gather my things for school when my phone rang. I answered it.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Hope, it’s your mom. Listen, I know when you left my house a few weeks ago we got off on a bad start with the whole fighting over you having a boyfriend and what not. But your dad told me you and him broke up so now I-”

“Wait, what?” I said in shock. Then it hit me, my mom must have called my dad and complained about me having a boyfriend. To make her shut up, he lied saying Tom and I broke up. “I have no idea what my dad told you, but I am still dating Tom.” I told her. Tom gave me a confused look. I mouthed ‘Mother’. He nodded knowing that she had been giving me trouble about us.

“Hope, you have to be kidding me! You have a bright future and that boy is going to get in the way. What happens if something was to happen to you? … He will drop you faster then he picked you up. I swear you have no brain activity at all! He is a flea that you, Hope, need to get rid of.” My mom started to rant on and on. I felt my eyes get watery as she started calling me ‘stupid’ and ‘dumb’. The words really felt like knives being stabbed in my back, because they were being said by my own mother. Tom must have noticed how distraught I was because he grabbed the phone from my ear and closed it.

“A mother that makes you cry is not worth talking to.” He told me.

“Did you just hang up on my mother?” I asked. I’d have endured her lecture rather than hang up with her … who knows what she was going to do. She might even force me to stay at her place, and knowing dad, he’d do anything to get mom off his back.

“Hope, you can’t be serious, your mom-” I cut him off.

“Is going to kill me!” I put my hands over my face. “I’ve never hung up on her and she gives me enough problems.”

“Hope...” Tom said. “Why do you listen to her? She’s just degrading you, and you listen to her?”

“She’s my mother. What else am I supposed to do?”

“But like I said before-”

“If you said it before, please don’t repeat. I mean, my mother’s-”

“Hope, please understand. I get it that she’s the person that gave birth to you, but anyone who makes a person as depressed as she makes you … Is someone you should distance yourself from. It’s probably why you’re the way you are right now!”

“What’s wrong with the way I am right now?!” I asked, feeling as though he was rejecting me.

He caught his mistake, and waved his hands frantically in front of him from side to side. “No! There’s nothing wrong with you! I mean, how soft-spoken you are. How you don’t really give your opinion any value.”

“So you have a problem with how I am?” Tom was about to open his mouth and say more, but I was really riled up. “If you do, then maybe my mom’s right!”

“What!? No, Hope-”

“Don’t you dare say my name like you care for me!” I shouted at him with venom clearly seeping into my fragile voice.

Scoti came in, a bowl of cereal in his hands. “What’s going on, bitches?” He asked with his mouth wide open, exposing the food in his mouth.

Tom and I stared at each other. I was glaring at him, and Tom had a pleading look. If he wasn’t going to accept me the way I was, then why was I with him? I wanted someone who loved every part of me, even my weak points. I felt like my heart was going to being ripped out my chest as I looked up at the guy who I thought I loved. Not breaking eye contact with him I sternly said, “Get out.”

“What? ... Hope, what are you-”

“Get out!” I screamed at him as my hand pointed to the front door. “I don’t want to see you!”

“Whoa, what did I miss?” Scoti commented. Tom and I ignored him.

“Hope!” Tom said desperately. “Please don’t tell me you’re doing what I think you’re doing!”

“Get out! Get out! Get out!” I hit him on the chest with my fist. Tom was completely shocked and started backing up from me and my violent attacks towards him. “We’re through! Not like you care! You were probably getting tired of me anyways.”

“Man, dis gonna go on YouTube!” Scoti muttered. I didn’t give a crap if he was recording this right now, I was more concentrated on my anger at Tom.

The expression Tom had on his face made me want to cry. “Hope...” He whispered to me.

With a blink of an eye Tom slowly started to back more and more away, making his way to the door. I followed him making sure he would leave. Then, like that he was out the door, looking depressed as I slammed the door in his face. I stood in front of it, breathing hard as I felt the worst I’d ever felt.

“You do know this means you broke up with him, right?” Scoti stated behind me. I turned around and saw that his phone’s camera was facing me.

“Really?” I sarcastically said. I walked away and into my room, knowing I would not be going to school today.

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Trivia: (CLOSED)

How much money did Dylan bet to Kay if she would be SILENT for a day?

A.) $25

B.) $45

C.) $15

D.) $50

E.) $80

F.) $70

H.) $100

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IT WAS

D.) $50

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