The Broken Mirror {COMPLETED}

One Sweet Day

"Wow!" Gabrielle yells. "Your parents allowed you to perform that as a teen?"

"My mom hates that song," Apollo informs her.

"Yes, I hate it," My mother says standing at the entrance. "But it was great hearing you sing again." I don't respond to her comments. I turn off the machine.

"No offense mom, you hated most of the songs I chose. That's why I always made sure to do Mariah Carey when you did show up for a show," I tell her.

"Yes, well you needed songs that showed off your vocal range. Not too many people can do the whistle notes," she says to me as she steps further into the room. Nothing is ever good enough for this woman. "Are you going to introduce me to your friends?"

"Oh, yeah. You've met Gabrielle. This is her brother Ethan, and this is Xavier," I say introducing them. "I am giving them a tour, which should be continuing." I turn to walk out of the room and they all quickly follow, leaving my mother in the room by herself.

I show them the other guests' rooms. My father's office that has a small recording studio. Then show them the small chapel that we had made for my grandparents years ago. We will have church in there on Sunday morning this weekend. I explain to them it was a request from my grandparents and it's been tradition to have a small service after Thanksgiving.

"So, you don't get struck down in there?" Ethan asks me, remembering me telling them I would get struck down in a church. I shook my head at him. I lead them back down to the first floor into the other foyer that has a double staircase. I lead them to the East side of the house and show them the den and small dining room. I explain to them that there are two dining rooms and two kitchens. This one is for breakfast and when it's just our family. The ones on the west side are for parties, and there is a ballroom on that side of the house.

I lead them into the kitchen that is attached to the small dining room. My back is turned as I lead them in; talking about the house. When I turn around, I stop cold in my tracks. A ghost from my past standing at the kitchen counter eating a sandwich. Tyler Smith.

"Si!" Tyler exclaims walking over to me. I feel like I am about to be sick at the sight of him. Great, the peace I was hoping for is now out of reach. I haven't seen him since my sister's death and now he's just standing in my kitchen. Yelling my name as if we are still so close.

"What is he doing here?" I whisper to Apollo.

"His family is our dinner guests this year," Apollo explains to me. I try and stay calm. He stands in front of my friends and me. I am trying to make sure no one sees that I am seething.

"My family wanted to spend Thanksgiving with you guys after the last two years you guys have endured," Tyler explains his unwelcomed presence. He tries to hug me, and I stiffen up in his arms. I push him away gently.

"Oh, now you care?" I ask him, making sure he knows I do not appreciate their so-called gesture.

I can hear Ethan whispering to Gabrielle, "I thought the fresh start had nothing to do with a guy."

"It doesn't," I answer him, glaring. Tyler ignores my question and points to my friends standing behind me. "These are my friends Ethan, Gabrielle, and Xavier. This was Calypso's boyfriend, now if you'll excuse us, I was giving them a tour. I believe you've been here before."

We walk out into another room as quickly as I can. The others follow at my speed, understanding the intensity of the tension between our exchange. I can feel myself starting to lose it a bit and I turned to Apollo. It's time for me to be alone so I gain control. "Apollo, can you show them the rest of the house? I need a ---,"