I got rid of my mom’s cat.

My mom was in the market for a cat and Instead of getting a normal one from a shelter she got a stray one that had been wandering around her friend’s house. It’s been 4 months since we got it and this cat is the most terrified, pants p****** coward ever. She has everything a cat would need that being a litter box, Toys, food, etc but she wouldn’t stop running away. She just dips and hides underneath a couch when someone comes near. They don’t even have to be coming at her She runs anyway. She’s so scary that she’ll see me pouring her food but will be too scared to come eat it even if she’s hungry. She doesn’t play with anyone she just hides all day like she’s being hunted or something. It’s so irritating. Even more so cuz my mom still loves it even though she can’t get near it. One day I chased her into a room and closed it behind me and I literally just stood on the other side while she ran to a corner and she cried and cried like she was being attacked. I LEGIT just stood still and stared at her and she just yelled bloody murder. It made me so mad that I grabbed it, went out back, and threw it out over the gate and chased her till she ran far away. When mom got home the next day it took her a few days to notice but eventually asked where the cat was and have I seen it. I said no. Knowing full well what I did. She searched the house up and down and I pretended to help look and be concerned. She then asked had I left the door open any time and I said only when I take out the garbage and suggested maybe she could have ran out then. 2 weeks of us searching the block and we didn’t find her. Mom was very upset but I didn’t say anything. I knew the cat was gone and I didn’t want it coming back. She’s obviously can’t be that upset cuz she’s already planning to go to a actual shelter and get a normal cat soon. I don’t regret what I did. I hated that damn useless cat.