Done ch1.

"Baby, come on! We need go pick up Rae!" My mom yelled from downstiars, her heavy spansh accent ringing in my ears.
Ever since I finshed packing last night I've sat on my window seat staring out over the front yard and sketched into my sketch book. I even fell asleep on my window seat, so I've been trying to earase a huge line I must've made when I fell asleep for the past 15 minutes.
"Fine" I muttered under my breath. I dragged my duffel bag and suit case down the stairs making as much noise as I could.
"Where's your...bolsa?" she grabbed my duffel bag from my hand at the bottom of the stairs and headed for the door.
"I left it in the kitchen" I stopped and let my suitcase fall with a harsh thud as I walked to the kitchen to retrieve my bag.
"What do I look like, a maid around here?" my dad asked in his always teasing tone. He bent and picked up my suit case, grunting as he struggled a bit to stand fully straight again.
"Watch your back dad. Any day now and you'll need back sugrey"
"Ha, I'm not as old as your abuelo yet." he guffed barely loud enough for me to hear "I don't need to go any doctor any time soon." he said louder. His spanish accent not as heavy.
"Okay, dad." I hugged him and took in his tabacco and cinnamon shampoo.
"Okay mija. I love you" he kissed the top of my head.
"Love you too dad" I looked at him one last time and walked out the front door. My mom was already sitting in her Honda CR-V, my suitcase and duffel bag in the trunk.
"Call Rae, I forgot my sunglasses" I waited for my mom to get out of the car before I dailed Rae's number and waited for her answer.
"Hey Baby...I still hate you but what time are you coming? Cause I popped a pill...this morning."
"Rae! We're going to this group home-"
"Rehab"'
"Whatever, to get fixed remember?" i whined.
"Yeah well, if Jon hadn't called your house asking for you and accidently te lling your parents you were suppose to be at his party, and your mom ending up calling you-"'
"Yeah, hearing me drunk and you completely nuts. She wouldn't have come looking for us at your house then we wouldn't be in this mess. You've told me this atleast 6 times."
"By mijo!" my mom called to my dad as she ran out to the car.
"Rae, we're coming over already."
"Whatever, let's just fake this and come home to our normal lives."
"I'm with you on that. See you in a bit"
"Kay" she hung up. My mom turned on the car but kept it in park.
"Baby" she outstretched her hand toward me, open and palm up.
"What?" I looked at her hand then locked my gaze with hers. After a moment she let her gaze fall on my phone. She wore no makeup, making her eyes look more stern; and she had her short curls pulled into a tight ponytail.
"Oh God mom, come on!"
"No baby, you know your not allowed to have your phone anyway."
"Ugh!" I groaned loudly in distress and pain. I locked my phone and handed it to her. "It's automatically locked when you turn it on, so don't even bother." I paused and took a deep breath as my mom to the car into drive "I really don't like you right now."
"Yeah, well the feelings pretty mutual." Her deep small brown eyes held my gaze.
"Then why don't you just send me to live in that stupid house, you're already sending me there for four months."
"We'll see how you are after these four months then i'll think about it, happy?"
"Exstatic." The rest of the ride to Rae's house was complete silence, the radio was so low it wouldn't even be considered elevtor music.
When we pulled into Rae's drive way Rae and her mom were hugging. Dolorus, Rae's mom, was crying, hugging and talking into Rae's ear quietly.
"Oh Dolorus" My mom climbed out of the car and walked over to her. Rae took the chance and walked to the car putting her double-the-size-of-mine suitcase in the back seat.
"Hey, Rachelle" my mom said as we pulled out of the drive way.
"Hey tia" The car ride to the train station was even quieter then the ride to Rae's house.

"Okay girls." My mom finally broke the silence as we stood in front of the open train doors. I watched people enter the train. Some happy, some sad. "Azaileah, please please, be careful." I knew by the way my mom pronouced my full name she ment she not only wanted me to get better but needed me to.
"Okay mom. I'll talk to you soon." I hugged her.
"Si mija, te hablo" she hugged Rae after she let go of me. I watched as my mom walked back to the car. Then Rae pulled out a cigarette box, i put my hand over hers.
"What?" she looked at me.
"Can't you wait until we get there?"
"Great, first our moms now your trying to get me to quit. Thats just fantastic." She walked onto the train and found our seats, as i followed her quietly thinking of how much i must have hurt my parents over the year.

* Bolsa bag, purse. te hablo I'll call you.