Distant

Part 6

I jump out of my bed and put the cigarette out that has been burning for some time now. I unlock and open the door to find my mom with tears streaming down her face. The emptiness in her eyes was covered up by the makeup running down her cheeks.

"Why do you constantly have to make my life a living hell every damn second of the day? You never do what I ask of you. You always have to be some little rebel who thinks it will actually get him somewhere in life when in reality it won't get you a goddamn thing." My mom screamed at me with a voice more empowering and fed up than anything I had ever heard before.

"I don't know Mom. I'm sorry I am such a disappointment of a son. I will change and become better. I promise."

"Your promise doesn't mean shit to me. You never keep them, you tell me the same lies over and over. I'm done with you."

I was not the son she wanted me to be. I was not exactly sure how to handle it, so without really thinking I just hugged her. I squeezed her to let her know that I had strength to give to her, and to make her feel loved again.

Only, she did not accept it. She pushed me away. She told me that I was not going to live with her anymore.

I had hit her breaking point and crossed her line by miles. She did not want me to cause her stress anymore. I could not live with myself after hearing that.

I went into my room, closed the door, and locked it again. I picked up my phone, and called my grandparents. They said they would be right over.

Given my mom's condition, it looks like I have to help someone again. Only this time, it is in reality.

It is just a matter of how I will help her, and when.