Kittley's Teenage Years

Kittley awoke in the jail cell at the sound of her father’s gruff voice, snapping at her to get up.  So little did the two speak anymore, and rarely did they speak kindly to one another.  Kittley’s father dragged her home to find her mother sitting at the table in their small home.

After sitting down across from her parents, her father spoke.  His tone remained cool, not angry, nor happy.  Just empty, as if he merely spoke of the weather, “We’re done, Kit.”

“Aye, I’m done with the Watchers too.  Ain’t those guys pricks?”  Kittley would snort out, her tone carrying a defiance of sarcasm.

Her mother’s face twisted into anger at Kittley’s words, “No Kit!”  She snapped out, “We are done cleaning up after your messes.  It’s time for you to grow up.”

Kittley nodded slowly, “As far as I can tell, I have been growing up.”

She knew her the expression on her mother’s face that meant she crossed the line.  It always made Kittley feel anxious, since she knew that the next words escaping her mother would escape in screams.  However, her father held up his hand, stopping her mother from speaking as he took over again, “It’s time for you to leave.”

“Leave?  To where?”

“Not our problem,” Kittley’s mother said coolly. “You had your chance.  Now you’ve blown it.”

“But…  But mom… dad?”  Kittley felt a flood of panic wash over her as her gaze moved between the two.

Her dad looked Kittley in the eyes, speaking clearly, “Get whatever you want and leave.  We do not want you to walk back into this house ever again.  Do you understand?”

Kittley felt her heart break in that moment, as if the world around her grew heavier and began pushing her down into the ground.  She opened her mouth, fighting back tears from flooding into her eyes, “You can’t just kick me out for good.”

“We tried to get you to behave, Kit, but you are bringing this family to embarrassment,” her father said as he stood.  “Come on Penny, let’s go for a walk.  Kit will be gone by the time we get back.”

Kittley moved across town after leaving her parent's house, making her  way to her sister’s home.  The two never got along, but Kittley knew she had nowhere else to turn.  She hoped that deep down inside, her sister loved her as most claim to.  The door swung open and there stood Kittley’s tall sister with silky blond hair and deep, beautiful brown eyes; such a well behaved girl, so dearly loved by everyone, especially Kittley’s parents.  Her gaze scanned over Kittley, seeing the younger girl in a dishevel mess from the night in jail.  Kittley’s dark brown hair stuck up everywhere, and her face remained coated in dirt.  Her back slouched from the weight of her backpack contained with all of her belongings.

“Alley,” Kittley began, “Mom and dad kicked me out.”

“Good,” Alley snapped out.

Kittley blinked a few times in surprised before she slowly spoke, “Can I… maybe… stay with you?”

“Get lost, Kit.  You’re a lost cause,” Alley snorted out, smirking as she slammed the door in her younger sister’s face.Kittley stood stunned, realizing her life suddenly took a drastic turn in that day

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