Loving You

Epilogue

                          
"Mom I do not want to leave this place. I've accomplished so many things and made friends for a change. You know how hard I've worked for that? I am not leaving", I told my mother.
          My name is Camille but people call me Cam. But only close friends. I don't let strangers or people I don't like call me by an intimate name because they don't deserve it. Like this girl at school who looks at me like if she could kill me with looks I'd already be dead just because I've made friends with her friends and well... they like me better. But anyways cutting to the chase, my mom has decided to send me away to yet ANOTHER city or country just because she thinks that I'm in danger. She's always thinking that by the way.
The thing is that I have a special gift. Many would call it a curse. Like me. It is something that is very inconvenient sometimes. For example, if you're with your boyfriend in his room doing intimate stuff... you wouldn't want to be interrupted, right?  Well you see I can't seem to be able to not get interrupted because things always get in the way. And by "things" I mean ghosts. Yes, I have the ability to see and talk to ghosts, or spirits as some call them. And well my mother is always ranting about how if the government got their hands on me I could be in a lot of trouble and be their guinea pig or something like that. Which I comprehend but sometimes she goes overboard. I mean, in 18 years we've moved more than 15 times. That should give you an idea. Don't get me wrong I love traveling, but it gets tiring at some point. But yeah, because of my "gift" I haven't been able to have stable friends, or boyfriends or anything that can be permanent.
This leads to the conversation we're having right now. I came from school to discover all my clothes and artifacts and I mean EVERYTHING was packed and mom breaks the news that she's bought a plane ticket for me. Keep in mind that it is only for me. She is not coming with me. But that's not why I am angry. I'm furious because for the first time I like the place where I am and she wants to take that away from me. I have friends who actually accept me for who I am, I've told them about my gift and they promised not to tell anyone.
"Honey be reasonable, you know why I'm doing this. It's for your own good. For God's sake you've told people about yourself and it was the only thing I asked you to keep a secret" she said glaring at me now.

I could tell she was getting agitated now because we've had this conversation a million times but dammit I was not backing down.
"Mother, I know that but c'mon I'm happy here. Can't you see that? For once I feel like I belong. People don't act strange around me, my friends accept me for who I am and ...." I sighed; I didn't know what else to say to make her understand that I wanted to stay here more than anything.
"I know honey but word has gotten out about us and I can only imagine it was one of your "friends". I can't afford to lose you. You're leaving with your father's friend first thing tomorrow and that's the end of discussion", she turned and left with the last word not giving me the chance to say anything else.
I wanted to scream and break something. As I marched to my room furious at the situation something about what she said made me stopped dead in my tracks. Did I hear her right? Did she say one of my father's friends was picking me up tomorrow? What the bloody fuck.
"Moooommmmm" I yelled.
I stormed out of my room looking for her but she was nowhere to be found. I stayed quiet listening for even the slightest breath, but nothing. She vanished.