"How dare you treat Mom like that, you piece of shit!"
I scoffed, turning my face back slowly. "You done?"
Diane blinked, like she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Excuse me? The fuck?"
"You heard me right." My voice stayed low. "Are you done?"
"Oh, I'm just getting started."
I dragged a hand down my face. "Great. Just what I need right now."
"Don't…" she stepped closer, jabbing a finger at my chest, "don't you dare stand there and act like you're the victim here!"
"I didn't say I was.." I shrugged.
"If you say another word," she cut in sharply, glaring at me, "I will hit you again."
For a second, I almost laughed. Because of how ridiculous this all was.
I swallowed it down. "Fine. Whatever."
I brushed past her, hitting her shoulder on purpose. "Move."
"Oh, now you're walking away?" she shot after me. "That's what you do now? Just shut down and walk away like a coward?"
I stopped. Turn back to glare at her. Then kept going.
