Talking Through Life

Chapter 10//Coming Home

"Kay!" The woman said excitedly. I ran to her and jumped into her arms. I expected a nice warm feeling, and at first it was, but it suddenly grew cold.

My arms let go of her and I looked into her eyes, deeper. "You're not my mom," I looked at her. "You're not my mom!"

I screamed and ran up the stairs and ran up to my room. I slammed the door and locked it, making sure I did. I slowly slid down the door til I was practically a weight to keep the door closed. Tears were everywhere, but I was careless.

She's not the mom she was before. Who is she? I can't even tell that's her. She was so cold, unmotherly, not her. How could a business trip to that to a person?

Knock knock. "Go away," I weep.

Knock knock. "Go away!" I yell.

"It's Liam." Shoot, I left him down there. "Can I come in?"

I drag my heavy soul away from the door slowly and unlock it. I fall in my bed and just lay there. My eyes were burning, my skull fizzing intensely, and my soul stinging muscles.

He opened the door slowly and shut it once he got in. He stood there for a moment and watched me in my messy ways. Then he went and sat in my car.

He is so patient and kind. Probably unlike my mom now. Does she even deserve to be called "mom"?

"I'm sorry." I say to Liam.

"You shouldn't be." He whispers.

I look up at him from my laying position, and stared at him as he was already staring at me. I finally put my head back on my pillow.

"She's so different."

"I know."

"She cut her hair."

"And changed her style of clothing."

I looked up at him again, he was still staring at me. "I forgot about that."

Silence filled the room again.

"What could a boss do so harshly to her?" I ask.

"Boss? Don't you mean general?" He questioned.

I sprang up. "General? As in, war general?"

"Yes, war general. You didn't know this?"

"No..."

"Shit...don't tell them. He told you the business trip thing didn't he?"

"Why would he lie to me like that? I barely know him, like damn I forgot 18 years of my life with you and you first start out with lying to me?"

"Kay, he wanted to not hurt your memory at the beginning of your remembrance stage."

"Big words aren't gonna win this conversation. My mother was a huge part of my life and so was... But she was a big part of my life and to be lied to like that?"

He was at a loss of words, I fell back on the bed. "Did I at least know about this before "you know what"?"

"Yes." The one word helped little to none.

I stared up at my graffitied ceiling, and one sticky note stood out. "Don't be a dick." I guess I shouldn't.

I got up and hugged LeeLee, as he still sat in his chair. Remembering he didn't have a mom, or she was somewhere he couldn't see her, and me being horrible and talking bad about a mom doesn't help him or me either.

He accepted the hug, though I thought he'd reject it. So kind.