closer to graduation, wondering what exactly she was going to do with her life.
She'd decided that she wanted to go into early childhood education, probably teach at a preschool. But she found herself thinking more and more of putting college off for a year. Though she didn't really think of him as her boyfriend, was too stubborn to put into words what she really felt for him besides the lust, she felt herself not wanting to leave Luke so soon.
Luke supported her decision to put college off, though she claimed it was more to save money for school than to be able to stay by his side. If he sensed that he had anything to do with her decision to stay in town for another year he was discreet enough not to mention it.
He hadn't told her he loved her. She wasn't sure if he thought of her as his girlfriend. They simply let things go the way they were and didn't talk about it.
Chapter 5
One night a few weeks before graduation her mom stopped her when she was leaving to go to Luke's.
"I know you haven't been with Amy. You've been with that boy, that man. I can't believe you broke up with Austin for someone like that."
Sierra turned towards her mother angrily. She wondered what right her mother had to lecture her about anything to do with men. She'd married Timothy when Sierra’s father was hardly cold in his grave. She had always believed that it was because he had money.
"First of all Mother, Austin broke up with me because he knocked up the head cheerleader. I don't know what you think you know about Luke, but you're wrong. He's only a few years older than me. He's not a drug dealer or a pimp or any of the other bullshit the people around town seem to think. They're too stupid to take the time to really find out about people. I'm eighteen years old which makes me an adult. So what do you have to say about anything anyway?"
Her mother looked at her for a moment, seeming almost shocked. "Sierra," she started and then stopped herself, the angry gleam coming back to her eyes. "You may be an adult.” Sarcasm dripped from her words. “But you still live under my roof and therefore under my rules."
"Last I knew you hadn't worked in how long? Shit Mom, did you ever work? You lived off of Dad, a man who I barely knew because he was so busy working to support your lazy ass; and you let it kill him. Then, you married Timothy simply because he had more money than Dad could have ever given you. So this is Timothy's house the way I see it. And he never cared enough about me to set any damn rules. I could be screwing the whole damn town for all he cares. If you don't want me under your roof anymore, I'm sure I can arrange that."
Sierra stopped, and took a breath; not daring to look at her mother. Had she gone too far she wondered?
She suspected that underneath all the frivolity, the yearning for material possessions, the plastic surgeries to hide the wrinkles, her mother did love her. She just chose to show it on very rare occasions.
Her mother stood there silently, glaring at her.
Sierra grabbed her purse and back pack from the table and headed to the door. "I won't be coming home tonight."
She slammed the door behind her. Part of her wanted to go back and apologize to her mother. Part of her was satisfied that she had finally told her mother off after all those years of remaining silent.
It had hurt to be left behind when her mom and step dad took their quarterly vacations for the past four years.
It had been a long time since she felt that her mother was glad to have her around. She'd never felt that her mom was proud of her, no matter how good her grades were, or whatever else she accomplished.
She was out of breath by the time she made it to Luke's house. He opened the door and taking one look at her face, immediately pulled her into his arms, absentmindedly shutting the door behind them.
"What's wrong hon?"
"Gimme a cigarette." She slumped down onto the couch.
He complied, digging one
She'd decided that she wanted to go into early childhood education, probably teach at a preschool. But she found herself thinking more and more of putting college off for a year. Though she didn't really think of him as her boyfriend, was too stubborn to put into words what she really felt for him besides the lust, she felt herself not wanting to leave Luke so soon.
Luke supported her decision to put college off, though she claimed it was more to save money for school than to be able to stay by his side. If he sensed that he had anything to do with her decision to stay in town for another year he was discreet enough not to mention it.
He hadn't told her he loved her. She wasn't sure if he thought of her as his girlfriend. They simply let things go the way they were and didn't talk about it.
Chapter 5
One night a few weeks before graduation her mom stopped her when she was leaving to go to Luke's.
"I know you haven't been with Amy. You've been with that boy, that man. I can't believe you broke up with Austin for someone like that."
Sierra turned towards her mother angrily. She wondered what right her mother had to lecture her about anything to do with men. She'd married Timothy when Sierra’s father was hardly cold in his grave. She had always believed that it was because he had money.
"First of all Mother, Austin broke up with me because he knocked up the head cheerleader. I don't know what you think you know about Luke, but you're wrong. He's only a few years older than me. He's not a drug dealer or a pimp or any of the other bullshit the people around town seem to think. They're too stupid to take the time to really find out about people. I'm eighteen years old which makes me an adult. So what do you have to say about anything anyway?"
Her mother looked at her for a moment, seeming almost shocked. "Sierra," she started and then stopped herself, the angry gleam coming back to her eyes. "You may be an adult.” Sarcasm dripped from her words. “But you still live under my roof and therefore under my rules."
"Last I knew you hadn't worked in how long? Shit Mom, did you ever work? You lived off of Dad, a man who I barely knew because he was so busy working to support your lazy ass; and you let it kill him. Then, you married Timothy simply because he had more money than Dad could have ever given you. So this is Timothy's house the way I see it. And he never cared enough about me to set any damn rules. I could be screwing the whole damn town for all he cares. If you don't want me under your roof anymore, I'm sure I can arrange that."
Sierra stopped, and took a breath; not daring to look at her mother. Had she gone too far she wondered?
She suspected that underneath all the frivolity, the yearning for material possessions, the plastic surgeries to hide the wrinkles, her mother did love her. She just chose to show it on very rare occasions.
Her mother stood there silently, glaring at her.
Sierra grabbed her purse and back pack from the table and headed to the door. "I won't be coming home tonight."
She slammed the door behind her. Part of her wanted to go back and apologize to her mother. Part of her was satisfied that she had finally told her mother off after all those years of remaining silent.
It had hurt to be left behind when her mom and step dad took their quarterly vacations for the past four years.
It had been a long time since she felt that her mother was glad to have her around. She'd never felt that her mom was proud of her, no matter how good her grades were, or whatever else she accomplished.
She was out of breath by the time she made it to Luke's house. He opened the door and taking one look at her face, immediately pulled her into his arms, absentmindedly shutting the door behind them.
"What's wrong hon?"
"Gimme a cigarette." She slumped down onto the couch.
He complied, digging one
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