Text Wars 2: Electric Boogaloo

Back story: I'm a bitch. A real bitch (in case you hadn't noticed?). However, I have a tendency to let people walk all over me at times and keep doing so until I explode. Such is the case with Bangs. My parents, well, really my mom, has control issues. The second I raise my voice at her, she freaks out. She's always been like that, which is why, when I was younger, I didn't get to punch her as much as I would have hoped. Anyway, because she's so annoying, the family really just gives into Bangs' incessant whining. That includes party transportation. She's 16 and drinks. I think it's completely inappropriate. If she was more responsible or got better grades, then, sure, she could unwind. But she doesn't care about anything but partying, friends, social life, MySpAcEOMGzzZ. "But, Ruth, she's at that age." False. She's always cared more about social life than anything of real importance.

Friday and Saturday I got a text probably once every two hours 'Hey can you pick me up from a party Saturday night?' Last time I did that, I said 11:30 and got the text/call every half hour 'Can I stay, can I stay?' Finally picked her drunk ass up at 2. I was like 'Not again.' I told my mom about it and she was like 'You don't have to pick her up.' Good.

(I kept the spelling and punctuation the same for comedic effects.)

Bangs: Can u please pick me up from the party tonight.
Ruth: I won't be able to, sorry.
Bangs: Whyyy?
Ruth: I won't be able to.
Bangs: Your lying. You know u can but you dont want to. Its not fair. I do alot for you and i let you eat my food and borrow my stuff and i cant have one night of fun
Ruth: I don't feel comfortable doing it. I don't like you drinking.
Bangs: Bullshit. You always ask me are you drinking. And i told you this time whatever time you say is what time i will leave. Please ruth
Ruth: I said I don't feel comfortable doing it. And I talked to mom about it and she said I don't have to.
Bangs: Wow whatever fuck you. Dont ever ask me for anything and dont dare talk to me. I hate you

At this point I called my mom while I was at work. Normally I would keep going with the textual banter but I really didn't feel like it. I was so tired of her stupid text messaging and getting her way all the time. I told my mom about the texting and she was like "Oh I'll take care of it. She needs to get over this shit."

Ruth: You'll get over it.
Bangs: Dont fucking talk to me. Seriously. Leave me the fuck alone. Good job being a little snitch too. You always dont go tell mom about stuff but look who does.
Ruth: Payback's a bitch, huh?
Bangs: No your the bitch.

She wasn't allowed to go to the party that night. Epic win.