I stood in my room as I packed for a five month trip. I know that you’re thinking that would be a fun family holiday, right? Wrong. I was stuck staying with one of my mum's best friends, Lena,as she went to New Zeland with my brother Beau on a so called work trip. I had to stay in this town while they were half way around here.
I sat on one of the travel bag wheels full of clothes as I tried to zip it up. I was so frustrated.
“Get in the fucking suit case!” I said annoyed but it’s not successful on closing the bag. I gave up. Walking towards my bed, I jumped on it with my face looking up closing my eyes. I hate packing, more than packing.. unpacking.
“Need help there?” Asked my mum entering the room. She was wearing a black skirt with a black jacket that matched a white shirt behind the dressed jacket. Her long hair was falling from her shoulder to the front, she had some make-up on and looked perfectly natural.
“I hate packing” I mumbled still laying in bed.
“We are going to zip this here and we’ll get some ice cream” I opened my eyes as she smiled at me. She kneel down my travel bag and zipped it with ease.
“How did you do that mum?” I asked with my eyes wide open. I spent more than an hour packing and trying to close the bag and she made it look so easy.
“Years of experience baby”, she said with a proud smile from ear to ear. Wish I had that, but I’m only 18.
“Do I –“ – Her phone stared ringing before I finished what I started saying.
She mouthed “I’m sorry” and turned around before answering her phone. “Gina speaking” she said as she slowly walked away from my room.
My mum had me when she was still very young. My father left us all when we were still children so I can't remember him very well, but my mum never made us miss anything. My mum knew he wasn't coming back so she had to be a woman at that moment and for the rest of her life. She did a very good job on raising all three.
I snapped out of my "flashbacks" getting up. I choose a shorts to wear and a Chicago bulls red and white sleeveless. I feel more comfortable and free with not much clothes.
I headed to the car taking my bags with me, putting them in the trunk one by one closing it after. My mum's flight was at 10 am, I checked my phone and she had half an hour.
I started to play a game on my iPhone while waiting for her and my brother, not very long after I saw them walking out the door and my mum locking it. I hear her talking to herself to make sure she had everything on the list she had done the previous week.
"Call me when you get there cunt" I said to Beau slapping his face and running as fast as I could to our mum. He came up to me a few seconds later give me little slaps on my head. "Stop it please. We can't be late" Mum said with watery eyes.
I looked at her and finally said while leaning for a hug "I love you mum. I'll miss you.. a lot"
"I love you much more Lukey, I'll be back soon. Behave well" She said pushing me to take a last glance at me.
"I love you too mum" I said walking her to the car.
She entered the car and started talking all the mum things like "Be safe and careful, don't talk to strangers, be a good kid", typical mum.
"I know that mum... yes.... I have.... I won't forget... Ok.... Yes...Sure thing mum" She stopped talking for a minute and just waved.
As mum started the car Beau opened the car window and shouted "Don't fuck to much, leave some for me!" I put my tongue out for him as I watched him put his head back in the car again.
I followed the car with my eyes until I could no longer see it. I'll miss them.
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