WHEN DADDY LEFT

Losing end

Y'vania's POV

"Maybe mummy didn't have to go that far."
Mia says sitting beside me and placing her arm on my shoulders. Nisha sits beside her also shocked by what I told them about uncle Luc deciding that I should talk to a therapist or go to rehab.

They came in a while ago and found me seated in my room staring at the blank ceiling reflecting on how people tend to push me around and decide the things I have to do in life. Elio is sleeping peacefully beside me.

"Uncle Alessandro went as far as saying the career choice I made isn't suitable for me. It's immoral. It's all vanity being a celebrity."

Nisha laughs out quietly shaking her head.

Can someone tell me? Oh I forgot there is no one except self voice.

But since when did a Bachelor's degree in Mass communication and creative writing become unsuitable for someone whose passion is in writing?
At least that's one of the things that makes me feel happy. Waking up to something I like doing everyday.

But no.

Someone has to ruin it and even go ahead and recommend that I should go to rehab not because I am crazy but just because I need to recollect my thoughts.

"And you know what mummy said after all that meeting of stupidity?
'As much as I love you Y'vania I need to see you happy and I know this is going to change you.' As if she knows what makes me happy."

I say with a huff and pull my legs up resting my chin on my knees and circling my arms around them.

Nisha comes closer and hugs me. Mia does the same and we stay like that for a couple of minutes each of their heartbeats welcoming me home for the first time in three days.

Three days.

It's been three days since I came back home but I haven't had any chance to talk to any of my sisters.

The moment I got back here everyone was all over Elio gushing about how handsome and chubby he was, how marriage and motherhood suited me. Mummy couldn't stop bugging me with all kinds of questions and kept me up on long talks discussing each and every item that was posted in the papers about Y.F.S Brown as if I posted all those lies on my own.

That's not why she decided to involve her siblings though.

What made her do so was because of my 'change of behaviour' as she calls it. So many things have happened within a short period of time and I can't seem to find the answers I need and it results in me getting irritated pretty easily.
Mummy didn't understand this. She called her mother who went ahead and called all the five Quezada siblings.
The six of them and their mother is always bad news. Starting with aunt Lucretia the eldest and the toughest. She flew all the way from Puerto Rico, then there's uncle Luciano and Alessandro. Uncle Luc is so old fashioned he thinks the younger generation is spoilt and messed up. I hope he knows what his children do out there. Uncle Al is nice and kind hearted but when Luc is involved they all join the anti young people boat.

Then there is aunt Carina my 'sweet sweet' aunt Carina. Always nagging everyone about health and spirituality. I think she does it to spite people. She lives in Italy. She is one of those rich housewives that spend their days in spas, country clubs and auctions, donating money to the needy and whatever rich housewives do. I don't know how fast she flew in or what mummy told her that was so urgent for her to leave her little kids and puppies in such a hurry. Lastly there is uncle Vincenzo and mummy who are twins.

My mother is the last of the Quezada siblings and everyone dots on her. Uncle Vin and uncle Luc stay in Atlanta, not far from where we live and every time my mother is not okay my abuela always calls them to come check up on mummy. It's always nice and sweet until all of them gang up on you.