My Mother is Heartless

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Not too long ago, our puppies got out. We have 3 in total, 2 are huskies that mix with another breed I can't remember. They are a boy and a girl, Zoey and Abel (We call him Abe), Then there is a German Shepherd with Brown Fur. His name is Mordecai. Abe actually belongs to my mother's boyfriend and his two daughters, both daughters are training for the National Guard. One was graduating from Basic Training, while the other will be going to start soon. The father and other daughter went to visit the graduate daughter in Oklahoma, where the graduation took place. They left Abe with us because they were driving there, and it's a 14 hour drive one way from where we live. I was still in school at the time, I went that day, it was a relatively ok day, it was semi interesting too. That is, until I got off the school bus that afternoon to go home. I didn't take so much as five steps before I saw three dogs run towards me, I realized they were ours when they got close enough. I tried to herd them in one semi place at least. I called my mother to bring the car over because they didn't have their leashes or collars on, so I could not very well take them all home or leave any of them unattended. Some neighbors came to watch me struggle with them and wish me luck, my mother was taking a while with bringing over the car, I still don't know why. I just know that she's constantly telling me to hurry up with things, so she's a hypocrite. My mom finally arrives with the car, she gets Zoey inside but Mordecai and Abe start fighting, and I mean absolute scrapping. But this is typical. Mordecai used to bully Abe as a puppy because he was too small to fight back, now that he isn't he puts a hurting on Mordecai whenever they fight. As their fighting, a neighbor runs out and grabs a loose brick in the yard, then throw it at the dogs to cease their fighting. The brick hits Abe, my mother says he was hit on the side of stomach, I saw him hit on the side of the head. Now, Abe is not a huge dog, and the brick was actually a cluster of bricks stuck together. It had two bricks stuck by the short side and one stuck under them in the middle of the two. So it was actually three bricks altogether. My mother and I were standing in different places, meaning we viewed the same incident from different angles, which led to different perspectives. My mother loudly voiced that I was mistaken when telling the real owner of the dogs (The boyfriend and the daughter) of what I saw. But I believe that we are both right. It was a big brick, it could have easily hit his head and body, but mother wanted to downplay the incident and have me go along with it because she has to be right. I tried to implore with her to get the dogs checked out at the vet, but she argued that it was too expensive, even though the owners of Abe offered to pay for it themselves. My mother claimed that vets want upfront payment. In my later research I found this is not universally true, and even if it were, the owners would simply pay her back, after all, my mother knows where they live and work. After several minutes of arguing we realize that Abe is bleeding and one of my friends shows up with toilet paper to use as bandages because we had nothing else on us. We patch him up and take him home as I continue to try to get my mother to do the right thing. Her only response is only to say no louder and louder. Stating she doesn't care about Abe and that he is vicious, when he is not, it's only around Mordecai. I have video of him interacting with adults, children, babies, other dogs of any size. Absolutely ZERO violence. Then mother states that she doesn't care about the subject. When I tell her he must be in pain she simply says that she hopes he dies soon so his pain will end. I quote "I hope he bleeds out in the yard." I eventually gave up trying to reason with my mother, it was pointless and I knew it from the very beginning, but another life was involved, a dog, a dog that was not mine. So I had to try. I was asked by the owner of the dog to check on him. So I went out to the backyard to find him. But my mother ordered me back into the house before I could, stating that I don't take orders from the owner, I take orders from her (my mother.) Even though I'm 18 and I was not ordered by the owner, but asked and wanted to do it. Then my mother ordered me to tell the owners that Abe was fine despite me not having seen him, which I did not do. I am nothing if not honest. Then my mother said that her boyfriend told me to stop texting his daughter. I had to stop writing this and only just got back to it so in the couple of weeks that passed I learned a few things from the daughter's end. The Boyfriend never said to stop texting them (I didn't listen anyways, so whatever), The boyfriend did not believe me either and did not believe that Abe was bleeding or that a friend helped me bandage it because he does not believe I have friends. I also thought I should explain that I do not have my license yet, I have some issues with motor control. I don't even believe I should be allowed a license.because I have a medical condition known as Hydrocephalus. My mother however lied about it to the DMV when getting my permit last December, I know because I was there and I asked if I should mention it and she said no. I'm not bad enough to be in a wheelchair, but my fine motor skills and reaction time are pretty shot. Also in the past while since the incident, the dogs escaped yet again and they actually were found by someone, who took their collars and took them two hours away to some other dog pound down there. Luckily, Mordecai is chipped. Abe is not because to this day he has not been to the vet. Abe appears to be fine from the brick incident, but I am still weary of the possibility of underlying internal damage from the hit. I've got no idea what to do but to move out of this place, which I plan to do in a few weeks. But of course I'm not telling her that, lest I find myself kicked out before all the preparations are in place first.