My One and Only

One

"God damnit! You better be up! We are going leave in 20!"

5:30.

She told me we were going to leave at 4. Ha. Nothing ever goes the way she plans, but i guess it doesn't matter. I didn't want to go anyways. I thought this summer was going to be kick ass, but it will suck like it has for the last 2 years. We moved away for a reason. I couldn't stay there, i didn't want to. There are too many memories there, that I don't need to remember. My mom came barging in my room, ripping the covers off of me.

"What are you doing? Get up! Now!" She tried to yell, but she isn't very good at it.

"Mom, please, I don't want to go!" She sat down on the edge of my bed.

"Honey, i know it hurts to have to go back. I can't sell the beach house, and its going to be fun, just wait and see."

Yeah, only my dad wouldn't be there, and neither would Max. This would be the first summer we go to the beach house knowing Drew is dead, dad won't ever come back, Max won't be there because of some college thing, and that mom has breast cancer. 

I watched my mom walk out of the room, she reaches over and touches her head looking white.

"Mom?" She waved me off.

"Can we be on the road soon?" I nodded. I decided to get up. Maybe it would be a good idea after all, if we went. Who knows? I don't want mom to have to do all the driving, and Analeese was only 3. 18 hours doens't seem too long, but, i'll end up driving so it will be hell.

This summer, might just suck. Again