Chase.
Walking into my mom's house, I wasted no time walking right back out when I saw that my father was there.
"Chase!" I heard my mother call before his voice trailed behind.
"Don't call after his disrespectful ass." He huffed. He had some nerve.
My father and I never got along even when I was a child. I borderline hated him for the things I saw him put my mother through, and upon finding out what he had done to the sister I didn't even know I had, I wanted to kill his disgusting ass. Deciding against turning around to disrespect my mother's house by beating his ass, I simply ignored them both and headed out toward my car.
I had come over to spend a couple of hours with my mom, who I hadn't seen in a while. She wasn't too happy with the fact that Megan and I were so close, which was weird, because since I found out about her existence she was all my mom ever talked about. How beautiful she was and how smart she was, yet she seemed to hate when I would mention her. But I wouldn't allow her bitterness to keep me away from my sister.
I hopped into my charcoal grey Camry, only to find that it wouldn't start.
"Fuck!" I huffed knowing for damn sure that I wouldn't be asking for a jump from either of my parents. Luckily for me, I didn't have to work, but I did have lunch plans with Megan, who had become my best friend.
Taking out my phone, I dialed her number and waited for her to answer which she did on the fourth ring.
"Hey Chase" she greeted turning down what I assumed to be the car radio.
"Hey sis, you want to do me a favor?"
"Sure, What do you need?" She wondered.
I cleared my throat and looked toward the front door that was slightly cracked.
"My car won't start, can you come pick me up? I'm going to get my bro to give me a jump later, I just want to leave now." I chuckled a bit.
"Oh that's it? Of course I'll come get you." She laughed, until I cleared my throat again.
"I'm at Mommy's house though." I slightly mumbled and she got quiet. I started to tell her not to worry about it, until she had finally spoke.
"I'm on my way."
I'm
Sinai.
Traveling down the cool aisles of the grocery store, humming to the tune in my head, I grabbed everything I saw that would put my mind, body, spirit and even home in a better place.
With a cart filled with bleach, cleaning supplies, air freshener, make up, groceries, and workout DVD's, I made my way to the checkout line.
I had spent far too long pitying myself for failed friendships and relationships, feeling like a bad mother and for mistakes I had made many years ago. It was time for me to let go, and let God.
Taking a deep breath I began to place my things along the black scrolling belt just as the person in front of me began to grab their bags and stuff them into the cart.
"Good afternoon, welcome to Wal Mart" I heard the woman greet me while I took the last of my things out of the cart, finally prepared to look up and return the greeting. But when I did, my eyes locked with her pretty brown was instantly and my words got caught in my throat. I cleared my throat a bit and smiled her way, checking her name tag to make sure I wasn't seeing things.
"Good afternoon, Melissa." I said formally as I nervously swiped a strand of freshly straightened hair behind my ear, silently kicking myself for wearing an old black t-shirt and short shorts with my straight-out-of-the-salon flip flops.
I hadn't seen Mel since I was in the hospital for a suicide attempt and felt a bit saddened that she didn't seem to recognize me.
I picked up my bags as she filled them with my things and my heart began to race as she got to the last one before giving me my total.
"86.79" she informed looking up yet again into my face, but this time her expression changed.
"Sin." She almost whispered and I smiled slightly handing her my debit card.
"Are you in a rush? I'm off in ten minutes. I'd love to grab lunch or something." She said before pausing, "if you'd like."
"I would love that." I chuckled. "I'll put my things away then wait outside for you."
