"Hey Shawn." Mom walked in and sat down on my bed holding a drink.
"Hey Mom." I answered not looking up from my math homework.
"What are you doing?" she swayed a little, I smiled. She was drunk, I could smell all of the alcohol.
"You know just doing math." I looked up at her.
"Math." she said slowly drawing out the word.
"Someone's drunk." I continued writing.
"Yeah. Well what are you going to do about it?" I shrugged
"Nothing that's right." She sipped her drink.
"Mom can you… uh go. I mean I enjoy drunk time I just have work to do." I asked politely looking her full in the eye.
"Yeah yeah okay sure kid." She stood up and almost stumbled, she ruffled my hair and walked into the hallway I looked up just as she pulled a trigger to a Silver Pistol that was placed on her head, and she fell to the ground. Blood was everywhere the gun chunked down the stairs and fell to the bottom. I breathed heavily my mom had just shot herself in front of me I'm 15 what was I supposed to do?
Please review! I got the idea from watching Hidden Palms.