Alone

Home Sweet Home

I'm back in Wisconsin, just my luck. The thing about this place is that you feel that happy go lucky atmosphere every time you cross the border. To my mom it's the best feeling in the world, to me I want to dig my grave and never come out. This has been, let's see the fourth time my mom has driven me to dad's, I would beg my mom every time if I can stay with her for a bit longer but she insist I spend more time with him.

As much as she wants to she can't because of how the "child support " is set up. She gets me for 6 months, dad gets me for the other half and it goes on from there until I move out or something. It's really difficult to adjust going back and forth to New York then Wisconsin, New York and then sadly Wisconsin. You can actually tell how different they are just by saying it. Everyone knows New York and not much about Wisconsin. Woah I'm falling asleep here.
"Grey..." My mom looks at me with a worried expression but she looks that way all the time cause we've been through this before.

"Yea mom.."

"I know your upset about all this but we feel this is a better way for you to get connected while where you know...... seperated." She says it so nonchalant but it annoys me more how she can just send her child away. Well that might be overdramatic but still she doesn't have to remind me about the divorce.

"I get it mom I just don't like this place, it seems too innocent. No state is this innocent." I gaze through the window still as my mom answers back. There's just something about this state. Particularity this town that bothers me.

"I know honey but if you can't fight it then join it. That's what I do." She sounds so chipper when she says that but with a hint of exhaustion. Probably because she was lucky enough to get out of this place.

"But mom you grew up here, there's a difference between joining and already being a member."

"Oh....right."I love my mom to death and even if it may seem that she's torturing my life as we speak, she just knows whats best for me like all moms do. Back home, back in New York her whole attitude changes into the best mom ever. We do everything together and she always makes it exciting. I think that's the reason why she was the one to move out. She may have felt that her life here wasn't where she wanted to continue. Technically my mom is free to do whatever she wants, date whomever she wants, but she hasn't found anyone that "clicked" to her like with my dad.

So far my mom and dad have been single for 3 years which hasn't been that bad. My dad well, he gets cooped up with himself more often then others. Dad didn't really make the effort to actually meet anyone.

"Where hereeeeeeeee." My mom tries to lighten my moon but my face reads kill me now all over it.

"Mom please just end my misery, I want you to take this imaginary shotgun and put it to my head so you can end my life."

"Oh come on don't be like that."
I gave my mom the "I'm serious face" and she gave me the "stop being so dramatic" face. Yea we have that strong of a connection.
"Just for once bond with your father, he's not that bad." She trails off with that last part. Yeah okay mom your one to talk.

"Oh yea try bonding with a six-foot tree who disappears in the night yet seems to never show his face in the morning." I move my hands around just to add more to my misery and despair.

"Your so melodramatic, I love you." My mom scoffs and then kisses my head. I get out the car sadly and face the window to see my mom giving me a small smile.

"Love you too mom."I watched my mom as she drove away from the driveway down the street never to return ever again. Wow I do sound dramatic. I should seriously become an actress.

My dad's house is pretty extraordinary. As I walked towards it's massive architectural build. (Yes I think I made up that word) I wasn't really that eager to knock on my fathers door. I knocked on the door and waited. As I waited I looked towards the woods and saw a silhouette of a figure. As I squinted it looked more like a guy.

I turned my head just like in the movies and as I turned my head back. Whatever was there was gone. Creepy.