Kissing Death (ON HOLD)

Kissing Death ~Part One~

~Part One~

I rested my head against the cool glass of the our car window. My long black bangs falling in front of my eyes, hiding the tears that slid down my cheeks. "We're almost there dear." My mother said as her bone thin hand patted my back. She had been comforting me the whole trip, dad on the other hand hadn't said a word as he silently drove along the twisting roads, his eyes never looking anywhere but straight ahead. "I'm so fucking excited..." I growled through my clenched teeth. Sensing the tension my mom backed off, folding her hands on top of her long skirt that hid her skeleton like legs. She was the reason I had to leave. Why I had to pack up and abandon my school, my friends, even my family. I looked at her from the corner of my eye. Her emaciated frame, sickly pale skin, and thinning hair all showed how sick she was. And how her eating disorder had finally taken over. Ruled her every move, every action. And tore our family apart. To the point where she couldn't care for me, let alone have the energy to pull herself out of bed. Dad had to carry her to the car this morning before we left. Not like it was much of a task. Since she was the equivalent weight of a ten year old. But that wasn't why I was mad. She was sick. It's not like she could help it. I was more angered by the fact that they were shipping me off to boarding school. An all girls boarding school. My dad worked constantly. He was hardly ever home. Even on weekends. And even then I doubt he would know how to take care of himself, or me. But I was 15. I didn't need to be taken care of. I had tried to explain that to them. That I didn't need to be in a boarding school. I could take care of myself. All my father did was shake his head. At first I thought it was to punish me. Because they didn't think I was mature enough. But I soon realized the real reason for my leaving. It wasn't because the didn't think I could handle that much responsibility. It was because he didn't want me to whiteness my own mother wasting away into nothing. And dying a painfully death right before my eyes. It's not like I would have wanted to see it either. But at least I would have been their to kiss her good bye before death snatched her away from me forever.