You Got Your Troubles, I Got Mine

It was 9:15pm. As soon as Jenny walked in through the front door and smelled cigarette smoke, she knew her Mother made her way home.

Jenny's Mom wasn't there for her when it mattered. What mattered, were her friends, and partying. Usually, Jenny would catch sight of her Mom stumbling out of a taxi at 3pm only to leave for another party the next few hours.

"Jennifer, heyy...gurrl." Jenny's Mom pushed out through her **** soaked lips. "Who's that?"

"Mom, it's Dana Conrad. Remember? Jenny said keeping things as simple and short as possible. Knowing that whenever her Mom was drunk, the slightest complication angers her into a full meltdown.

"Oh..ohhh y-yeah. The trailer park slut..." Jenny's Mother spat quickly turning the **** into venom.

"Mom!" Shouted Jenny.

"I'll go drop my stuff off, kay?" Dana said ignoring Jenny's Mother's last statement.

"Up the stairs, first door on the right." Jenny instructed, giving Dana something to do, while she and her Mom had the room to themselves.

Jenny took the calmest approach to confronting her drunk Mother and sat down across from her.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Asked Jenny

"Jenny, I wanna be alone, ok?" Mom said, stroking her glass of beer.

"No. No it's not ok!"

Jenny grabbed the glass and quickly poured it's contents down the sink, despite her Mom's protests.

Jenny errupted. "I've had it, Mom! Either stay here and actually care about me, or go ruin your life out at some bar with your friends! Who's more important!?"

Stunned at her daughter's behavior towards her, the Mother just stood there like a deer in headlights. She took a step towards Jenny, only to whip around and walk out through the door.

Like her Mother, Jenny stood still. Stunned to see what transpired.