Lily vs. Mom

“I hate my fucking freckles!” she mutters.

Caddy hears her complaint.

“Watch your mouth, all that ugliness shouldn't come from an ugly girl.” Caddy grabs the counter top to help lift her. She stands up straight, dusting her pants off. She points her index finger at Lily while walking over to the cupboard and shuffling around bottles. She finds the one she likes; the vodka is her usual pick. She pours a couple shots for herself to numb herself.

“I tell you this because I love you.”  Caddy smiles.

However if you lived in the house or were a complete stranger you could tell that was a fucking lie! Caddy is devoid of any feeling like most humans, in fact she could possibly be an alien. In a serious a note, she is just frigid and hateful.

Whenever Caddy found a chance to lecture or correct Lily, she felt fine to become absolutely sloshed in front of her.

“Oh come on don’t be upset Lily. You know that’s why you hide in those big clothes.” Caddy holds back laughter, and continues to throw back more shots. She exhales very loud

“Whoa!” Caddy yells.

She slams the shot glass down hard.

Caddy has different levels of drinking; nice, bitch, violent, crazy, paranoid, and sleeping.

“No, why do I –dress in big clothes?” Lily asks.

Caddy leans against the blue kitchen counter; she clasps the shot glass in her right hand. Her eyes flutter in irritation.

“Well- If you need me to say it out loud; because your body is like a 10 year-old boys.” Caddy starts laughing.

“Oh shit my stomach hurts, I haven’t laughed so hard in a while!” She covers her stomach with her hand.

Lily sticks her lower jaw out a few times, so she doesn’t say anything. Nevertheless, the stretching didn't work.

“Well mother I must of got this figure from somewhere.

“True your father.” She chuckles.

Caddy throws back her vodka shot.

Lily pushes the table with her boot and walks out of the room.            

Right now, she is nice, the best time to scatter before the dark lords of her mind come out and visit.

Caddy didn't hide the fact she hated having a daughter. Lily was nothing she wanted. She reminded her of a Wednesday on the Adams Family; A dark, depressing girl that looked to be brewing all the time. Lily was a constant reminder of her youth she wasted with a man she didn't love.