Let her go

Three

Three: Welcome to Sunset Bay

The door bell rings, three times.

I run down the stairs.

It's only 8:45am, and I can't imagine Addie and Isabelle coming that much earlier.

But maybe they are coming earlier, because who else would it be?

I open the door and smile at them, I can't wait to hug my little baby girl.

But it isn't Adrienne, neither is it Isabelle or Bob or anybody wanting me to buy something.

It's my mom.

Yeah, right.

I could have thought of that, too.

She didn't come home tonight, which I realized when I woke up.

The usual smell of coffee wasn't there, and her bed was untouched.

"Hey, baby boy.",she says, no, basically sings.

I roll my eyes at her.

Oh god, no, please don't let her be drunk.

She stumbles in, giggling like a three year old.

Her hair is messy, her dress isn't closed properly.

The make-up is lightly messed up, too.

"Mom,",I start.

She sinks on a chair in the kitchen, waving around in the air with her hand.

"Sh, Jasper. Make me some coffee, please."

I walk into the kitchen, "Mom,",I say again, but she interrupts me.

"I had a wonderful night. He was so kind, and nice. I can't believe my luck, Jasper. I want you to meeeeet him.",she cheerfully explains, a big grin on her face.

"That's nice, mom, and I'm sure I'll be meeting him soon..."

"No, Jasper, could you just listen for a second?"

"You're the one interrupting me all the time!",I burst out, anger boiling inside me.

She laughs.

She laughs at me.

"Gosh, Jasper. Sassy today? You didn't understand me. We're going to meet him today, he'll be over in two hours. It'll be wonderful and...",my mother goes on.

"I can't.",I throw in.

Mom glares at me, then giggles.

Oh my, she's so drunk.

Did she drive like that?

"You've always been a funny boy, Jasper. We'll be going out for lunch, what do you think? Italian? Or Mexican?"

I sigh.

"Listen, mom. I will not go out with your boyfriend and you today. And now go take a shower, you smell like a homeless drunk."

"How to you dare to say that? You will go out with us! And I am not going to take a shower just because you want me too! I am your mom, Jasper!",she yells.

Okay.

She's definitely super drunk.

She never yells at me when she isn't, she can't even talk properly to me then.

"Mother.",I calmly and cold mention, "Aunt Isabelle and Adrienne will be here in 5minutes."

My mom's eyes widen and she looks down at herself.