The Irish Jesus I fell in Love with

I leave

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I sat there, silently crying while trying to pack my bag. I couldn’t let a single sniffle escape me. I can’t, no I won’t let my mom find out that I’ve been crying my eyes out for the past one hour. I’m not going to give her that satisfaction.

My mother and I always fight, but most of the times we make it up with each other. This time it was different. She went way too far. If she thinks that this is the usual fight and I’ll be alright in a couple of hours, boy, is she wrong.

I’ve made up my mind to never talk to her again. It wouldn’t have bothered me so much if she had been yelling for a particular reason or for something that I did wrong. Ok, I still would be bothered but at least I can tell myself that she just did it to make me a better person.

These last couple of days however, she’s been screaming at Hazel (my annoying sister, if you’re wondering who that is) and me for no apparent reason. I understand she’s really stressed out with her work but that doesn’t mean she can take out her anger on just about anyone. What does she think? That she’s the only one who has got loads of work dumped on her? Well, guess again lady because that’s pretty much the case with everyone in this house.

Getting back on that fight between my mom and me, her words are still ringing in my ears.

“Why are you even my child? You’re absolutely of no use to me. I don’t know why I even gave birth to you. Get out of this house, why can’t you?”

No, I am not exaggerating. That’s exactly what she told me. So, for once I’ll do what I’m told without any objections.

I’m going to leave.

I just finished packing my bag when I heard the lock on my parent’s bedroom click open. Damn, my mom’s coming out.

I hid my bag behind the door and quickly jumped on to my bed, pulled the covers over my head and pretended to be asleep. I heard the door of my room being opened.

“Reyna?”

Typical mom.

“Reyna, honey are you sleeping?”

Go away mom, I was screaming in my head. The nerve that lady has. If she thinks I’ll go easy on her after what she just told me, man, she doesn’t know a thing about me.

“I guess you’re asleep then.” I heard her sigh and close the door. That’s right mother. Just get out.

I waited till she locked her bedroom and then slowly got out of bed. I looked at my sister who was sleeping with me. She was all calm in her sleep with nothing less than the innocence of an angel on her face.

Yeah, right. I’ve seen what she’s capable of when she’s awake. Still, I felt a pang of guilt for leaving her behind. I’m really going to miss Hazel, but then again she’s only seven. She’s got enough time to decide if she wants to run away too.

I hauled the bag over my shoulder and carefully opened the door. I stepped into our corridor and the first thing I saw was that portrait of my family hung on the wall. That picture was taken three years ago. It showed my dad with his arms thrown over my mom’s shoulders. I was sitting next to him with Hazel on my lap. All of us were grinning stupidly into the camera. If only anyone saw us now…..

I shook my head to clear it of those thoughts. There’s no use thinking of the past. It’s gone. It will never come back. No matter how much I want it to.

I made my way across the drawing room and reached the front door. This is it Reyna. Your last chance to turn back. Do I really want to do this?

Like hell I do.

I pushed open the door and walked into the lighted corridor of our apartment. As I waited for the elevator, I thought about all the memories I had in this place.  True, it’s been only two years since we moved to our new flat, but still. I knew I was going to miss it.

As I exited our apartment, a blast of cold air hit me. Ugh, I forgot to pack a sweater. Should I go back and get one? Nah, too risky.

So, with me shaking like a leaf and my only possessions being my cell, a few notes and a bag of clothes, I walked into the moonlight, searching for a place to stay.