Passion

The Beginning

 I remember arguing with my mother about useless things and i remember argueing about stupid things i thought meant the world to me in my little bubble of reality. One thing we both agreed on was that we both hated what happened but we couldn't change that fact that it did happen.  I remember the day that they left for that trip. Mother had told them they couldn't go but they went anyway. They wanted to go so bad so i said i would cover for them. They wanted to go to an all weekend party and celebrate that school was going to be out for three weeks do to some vandilation that happend in the school.  But thats's not what bothered me, it was the way my mother acted... As if it was their fault they died.

*Flashback*

Walking down the stairs from my bedroom i went into the kitchen.  "Their gone." was all she said. swishing her wine in the wine glass she was using.  i stopped. No, how did she know that they left. she can't know! Oh my god there going to be so mad at me that she found out! i scanned my brain to come up with an excuse for the reason they were gone. "Uhm... oh." Great, just great. I mentally slapped myself and stole a quick glance at mother, who was looking at my with scrutiny. "What?" i said. "Yeah i know there gone. They went to that party." i said as i poured some milk into a tall glass. "Mother please don't tell them i told you. There going to be so mad at me. please." i begged her, waiting for her response.

'No, passion. There gone. They died. And all because you lied to me and they went against my wishes. i just don't understand you guys anymore. Why can't you bee good for once and llisten to the things i say and hear me. You never listen and because of it their dead. There Dead Passion! Because of you!" mother yelled at me.

It took a while to process what she said then the facts of it hit me like a ton of bricks. "Oh no you didn't!" i yelled back at her. "Don't you dare blame me for something that isn't my fault. You were the one who told them no. You where the one who never listened to us And you were the one who should be blamed. If not for you they would still be here. If not for you wthey would still be alive and actually having a good time at that party."  I glared at my mother for what seemed like the longest time. 

"I don't blame you, Passion Really --" "Oh! are you sure? are you positivily sure you don't blame me? cuz to me it seems like you just did and you still do!" i took a breath and counted to ten then waited five more seconds.

"I can't believe you. And you call yourself a mother! How come you can't just love me fro me and not who you want me to be.!? why?. I don't understand why that's so hard. but then again maybe i don't understand anything since i'm the one to be blamed for their death." i said sarcasticlly.

I can't belive she said that.

**Back to the present**