Andy Is My Dad?

"Mom please stop!!" I cried as she stuck the needle in her arm. "Mom stop mom please!!" I yelled again. She looked at me and said "Alexandria go to your room." With tears rushing down my face I went to my small bedroom in the back of the shitty trailer we lived in. I slammed my door and went to go lay down on my bed. I fell asleep within 30-35 minutes. When I woke up it was 1am. I went into the living room to see my moms lifeless body on the floor. My worst fear had came true my mom overdosed. I went and kneeled beside her limp body. I touched her hand she was freezing cold. Her eyes weren't the bright blue they once were now their just a dull gray. My eyes start to water up. Then one after another my tears start rolling down my cheeks onto my moms blouse that she wore to work that day. I got up and reached for the phone to call 911. When the operator picked up I couldn't even speak because I was crying so hard. "Ma'am what's wrong?" The woman over the telephone said. "My-My mom is d-d-dead." I sobbed into the phone. "Okay Ma'am what's your address we will send help right away."The woman asked in a soothing tone. "It's umm 1923 oakland road." I stammered as I tried to say where I lived. "Okay Ma'am help should be there within 10 minutes." I hung up the phone angry because my mom is dead, dead!! Why are they sending help there is no help for her now she's overdosed they can't do anything!! Then I heard the sirens.
My flashback ended as my therapist snapped her fingers in front of my face asking again if I could explain what happened that night. As I explained to her in detail what happened she just nodded her head. "Okay Alexandria." She said,but I stopped her and said "Please call me Alex." "Okay then Alex what happened to you was awful no 15 year old kid should have went through that." She said in a sweet tone. I rolled my eyes. I hate therapy I find it completely stupid. Therapy makes me feel worse. It brings up things from the past I forgot and makes me relive them everyday. I look at the clock realizing I had only 1 minute left. I sighed in relief as she said okay your time is up remember to be back here Tuesday at 10:00am. "Yes Ma'am" I said as I walked out of the office and down the hallway making my way back to my room. Oh did I mention I'm in an Adoption home. Yeah I've been here since my mom overdosed. She was my only parent my dad died when I was 13 in a robbery. He worked at a bank and well the person trying to rob the bank shot him. Thats when my mom started doing drugs after my dad got murdered. You would think that she would try to better our lives but I guess not.I started to get into a lot of trouble after my dad died. I got into the wrong crowd and I started stealing and doing drugs. Not hard drugs but drugs like weed and pills. After my mom died I decided to straighten up because I knew if I didn't then I would end up like her. You could say her death saved me in a way.

Notes

Okay this is like the back story kind of but it's not everything so you will learn more about Alex as the story goes along and in one or two more chapters Andy Beirsack and Juliet Simms will adopt her.