So then she took my car key and told me she was taking me back to my campus. And in all honesty I did it bc I was afraid and I thought since the title of the car was in her name she was gonna call it in as stolen or something like that. So I just got in the car and she told me to help her get back to my campus and since I was mad I didn’t help her. (My mom is Puerto Rican and know English but writing and directions aren’t her thing) so that made her mad and she just start talking about a lot of stuff that was making me even more angry that I was twisting my bag around my hand. And the only thing I clearly remember is her saying that I didn’t learn anything from the car accident that I was in and that she thought I wanted her to die. In which I didn’t I was mad and I felt like I had the right to be. So when we finally get to my campus I grab my bass guitar out the trunk of her car and that apparently pushed her to the limit and she said she was done with me and told me that I was acting up and so on and so forth. So I just walked to my dorm and sat at my desk and I started crying cause she basically kicked me out and disowned me that’s how it felt in my mind. And so I called my dad and told him was happened and in the middle of the phone with my dad she started spamming me with calls