5. Her

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I walked out of my class even though it was still going. Being in a business program is so boring. And the teachers are annoying. And crazy.

My phone buzzed so I took it out. When I saw it was my mother, I wasn't even surprised like I expected myself to be. I was expecting this call but it came so much earlier than I thought.

"Hey mom?" I said as soon as I answered. Talking to my mom now turned to a boring conversation that she needs to feel like a good mom and it was not working with me.

I love my mom, don't get me wrong. My mom is probably the only one that I really care about but knowing what this conversation will go made me angry already. I was really for it and was waiting for it.

"Anthony. I missed you." She said and I caught myself rolling my eyes.

"Me too mom."

"So will you come back now? Summer is gone and the company needs a leader." She said. Yeah, thanks for getting right straight to the point.

"Mom, today is my first day of college. I can't come." I reminded her.

"I told you come here and I will find you a better place with a better college to get in."

"Mom, please. You know that I will never leave my place here. I came here with dad and will stay close to him until I'm done with college and graduate." I made my point of view clear and wished for her to understand.

"Are you serious, Anthony?"

But she didn't.

"Anthony, my company needs you more than your dad does. You already have a job why continue in something that you will not use?" She tried and I sighed in frustration.

"Mom, I'm not leaving college to lead your company. We will talk about this when I graduate."

"You have to come right now, Anthony. I won't always run after you. You're not a baby anymore." She said and I raised my eyebrows.

"Exactly! I am not a baby anymore! Let me do what I think is right! Stop trying to have your way mom, I won't leave college for a stupid company. I want to build my own future." I was a mama's boy for sure but I hated the fact that she was treating me like I will always be a baby and will always need her say in everything I'm doing. I'm old enough to know where I'm going and to make my own decisions.

"You became so hard to talk with, Anthony and I'm not liking this. You picked to live with your dad over me and I let it slide but now you're throwing away a future that I kept building more and more for you! That makes me feel like all I've done I've done for nothing." Okay, we're back to picking-your-father-over-me card.

"I picked to live with him because you chose to move out. I never wanted to move out." My voice started to raise and I couldn't control it anymore. Thankful I was alone. "And you know damn well that I'm not even with him and I barely see him. Living here is not something I want either!"

"Then come and live with me." She argued, again, in this situation after a million time of me refusing her offer.

"I can't!" I yelled.

"You can't because you don't want to. You have nothing to actually care about there. It's not like you will lose anything! Otherwise, you'll win a job here! You have nothing to care about there!" She was the one yelling now and it was making me angrier.

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