Call Me Mom

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I shake on the leather front seat with excitement and nervousness. God, I can't believe we're doing this!
"Hey," Peter grabs my hand and guides it into he center console," Are you Okay?"
"HELL NO! I'm nervous as hell! I didn't do m hair, my clothes don't match nor are they mine, and I'm engaged to someone that I can't even comprehend to describe my affections to. So no, IM NOT OKAY!"
"Selena, I'm going to be right beside you. We're going to tell them together, and we're going to be together for a very long, long time."
"Pete, Why do we have to tell them in person?"
"Because I love my Mom, and I know that you can't stand my father, but I can."
"PLEASE JUST DROP ME OFF AT A BUS STATION!"
"Nope, oh look, my parents home."
The car turns up the drive way to the side of the house and I grip hard onto his arm. I think I probably drew blood at how hard I gripped! Sorry.
"Here we are."
"Turn the car around, drive-"
I was interrupted by his mother opening my car door. Great.
"SELENA!" her squeal making me smile widely.
Peter just smiles smugly back at me, like as if to say I was right.
"IM SO HAPPY YOUR HERE!"
"Oh, me too, How's Hailey?"
"Well, she's going through another phase, I can't get her out of her room. Could you talk to her?"
"Uh-"
"Please, she'll listen to you."
"Sure."
"Okay good."
She pulls me into a hug and I wrap my arms around her.
"Hey, Selena, you should show her you hand." Peter suggests behind me.
I turn my head and glare at him. I don't think I spooked him into silence because then he helps show off my ring finger.
"Here, You see, isn't her hand beautiful, elegant? Some may say diamond."
His soft hand hold mine out to his mother. She doesn't say a word. All Mrs. Codat does is stare at the two of us and cover her mouth. I don't know if it was in shock or in horror, and maybe I don't need to know.
"Oh. My. God." She mumbles.
"I love her Mom, I'm going to marry her."
Peter wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me into his side.
Then her eyes flood with tears and that's why I didn't want to tell her or anyone for that matter.
"Mrs. Codat?" I whisper.
"MY BABY'S GETTING MARRIED!" She yells joyously.
Her arms wrap around us and there's the loud shrill squeal coming from her.
"IM SO HAPPY! FINALLY!"
"Do you think she's happy?" I ask Peter.
"That or she's trying to kill us."
I laugh and feel his arm tighten around me. How I love his strength enveloping me.
"THERES SO MUCH TO TALK ABOUT!"
"Ah-"
"Wow, we should share a wedding!" His mom inquires.
"Uh-"
"Mom-"
"WE SHOULD, How fun would that be?"
"Mom-"
"Mrs-"
"We could save so much money! Not that we need to, but double brides!"
"Mrs. Coda-"
"Call me Mom."
Ouch, that hurt me. I've never called anyone Mom. Not since...
I pull out of the hug and back up against my door in horror. My blood draining from my face. No, not again, this can't be happening.
ITS ALL YOUR FAULT!
"Selena?" His moms voice echoes.
I turn my worried frightened eyes to Peter's and he knows what's happening.
"Mom, go inside."
"Wha-"
"GO." Peter strongly commands.
She leaves us and Peter takes a small step to me.
"Sel, it's-"
"ALL MY FAULT!!" I yell at him as I break down into tears.
"Selena, please-"
"IM THE ONE WHO MADE THE CAR HIT THE MOUNTAIN!"
I begin to sob and feel the tears run down y cheeks.
My body lays against the car door and I can't breathe anymore.
"No, you-"
"I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE. I NEED TO BREATHE."
"Plea-"
I open my door and shut it on him. I can't go back to the way I was. Sleeping with random people, and trying to take all the pain out.
The other car door opens and I know Peter is sitting next to me.
"Selena, I don't know how we back stepped to here. I don't know how you still haven't fully accepted the fact that it's not your fault. How?"
"I don't know, I just snapped! I've never called anyone Mother since..."
My eyes locked on the dashboard.
"Hey, hey, Look at me."
I flicker to his eyes and then it all disappeared.
"You are amazing, you aren't to blame for any deaths that have happened around you, and you don't have to call my mom, mom. You don't have to. However, you do need to tell me when you need to runaway. You need to tell me when you have these thoughts, and you have to tell me...how your feeling."
"Peter-"
"Selena, do you love me?" It wasn't a question.
"Yes, of course I do."
"Then you trust me, so you believe me when I say your not to blame for anything, other than your beauty."
I laugh a wet one and feel his arm around me. Peter can't keep doing this, I know that what I'm doing in this car is only destroying him.
"Peter, How did we end up like this?"
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing."
"No. Wait, tell me."
I stare into his brown eyes and I can't. I can't break his heart, it's not in me to ruin the best thing in my life.
"I just meant, how did we get engaged? I mean your so wonderful and I'm...less then wonder-"
"Sh, Your not less than wonderful, your everything to me, and I can't even place a word as to how this happened."

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