Had another dream last night. (I seem to be having very vivid ones every single day now)

I had met up with an old friend I had not seen since first grade, her name was Kylea.
We were both at the park, and I was trying to do something-- I dont remember what (edit: OH WAIT. I know what I was doing. trying to establish the area and pondering about creating a conglomerative dreamverse), when I bumped into her. I had a nice chat briefly, and it appeared as though she wanted to hang out more. I asked her if she did and she replied "I want to, but I dont know if I can." I asked her to expand on this further. She explained that she didnt know if her mother would let her, and she seemed very scared and nervous about it. (she seemed to be an adult, but I didnt question it.) So I went with her so she could ask permission from her mom if I could hang out.

We entered in the door, and it was a small house with dirty corners. It was dark inside, there was only old lighting and the walls were tinted yellow. Maybe it was the lights (they were yellowish and had a glass bulb around them) or maybe the wall was yellowish. Nonetheless, I walked in. I seem to remember seeing a younger kid brother, but I'm not certain. Perhaps I only imagined it in my dream.

Kylea became increasingly more nervous. I asked if I could use the bathroom, she said she wasnt sure. I would have to ask permission. So I skipped out on that and we walked into her mom's room to "ask for permission".

We walk inside and there is her mother, sitting at a desk, two chairs facing her. She looked up at kylea and asked what she wanted. (she didnt seem too bad from first inspection) That is when kylea started getting incredibly nervous and stuttering under her breath. She would not make eye contact with her mother. She asked if I could hang out with her, at her house. Or if she could hang out with me at the park.
This was when her mother flew into a fit of rage and started berating kylea, telling her that she had no right to do things that was not the plans of her mother, and that she needed to focus on work at home, and that she would not let her "mess around" with "things that were frivolous" . She ranted about how she was a teacher and that kids needed to respect her, and how bad they were and how they would end up as adults, etc. etc.

It was at this point that I was getting pretty mad. She went on a little bit more and I gathered that kylea's mom had her under her thumb in a very horrifying way. I stood up and asked kylea how old she was. She replied with 22. I said to her, you're an adult. you can do whatever you want. Your mom cant control you.
Her mom started in on me, telling me how I had "no authority" to tell kylea what to do, and that I was an "intruder" to her house.
I got up and let it all loose. I told her mom that she was a megalomaniac selfish bitch who bullies kids into believing she is the supreme ruler because she's too much of a coward to face her own problems.
She got increasingly madder, and I asked kylea to follow me to my place, away from her abusive mom. She turned towards me and said "she's abusive?" and I said "FUCK. YES. SHE'S FUCKING PSYCHOBITCH. GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HERE."

Kylea was extremely nervous, but I led her outside. She started crying, saying that her mom could punish her in all these ways. I told her that she would only be punished if she accepted the punishment. She always had the option to reject it. She wasnt listening to me though, and was just a mess of nervousness. So I led her to my house. On the way there, I thought that the psychobitch would call the police on me saying I "kidnapped" her daughter or something. I was terrified of police coming to my house and assuming I did something when I didnt, and kylea being manipulated into it. So I called the police and gave them the heads up on the situation and of psychobitch. I even asked if they could put psychobitch in the psych ward. They said that they might if she tries to pull shit.

then I woke up.