The Big Ol' family

Chapter 6- The reckoning

I slammed the door on her face and locked it.

After all this time now she wants to talk to me, now! After dad died she wants to explain her infidelity to me so both she and her lover could live happily ever after now dad is not in the picture, how convenient.

Fill with rage I threw all my books from the bookshelf. Took the flower vase threw it at the bookcase, it shattered into million pieces and I felt nice. I open my cupboard threw every clothes there was in there and finally I stand on the top of my bed and jump face down on it. The soft cushion landed my blow down but it felt good to act, act insane.

To divert my mind from my shouting birth giver outside I started thinking of something else. The kiss.

That kiss was something, wasn't it? Wasn't the kiss beautiful, magnificent, brilliant and oh god just so sweet? Her lips were so soft and on top of that they were moving above my lips, her tongue swipe on my teeth's and then she burst out giggling I don't know whether to feel offended or deeply in love but she had to kiss me again or how would had she clear my confusion.

My god, I am in trouble, heaven forbid is this what it feels to love, to let go all inhibition and not worry, to be in the moment Look at me talking like a lovesick teenager. I hate it...NO I love it... NO, I definitely hate that I love it. Shit, I am going crazy, Am I going crazy Fuck?

After a few minutes when my mom started knocking real hard, I think she went for a pee break in-between the knocking, I got up from my bed open my cupboard while sidestepping all the mess out until I finally found the box of all useless things by my mother point of view.

I open the lid and there it was lying my favourite possession, dad old Walkman. I roam through the box more and found his collection of old Jimmy Fontana songs, he was very into all that Italian renaissance Era songs. I picked up the cassette put it in the player and hit the play button, El mondo started playing and it slowly drifted away the sound of my mom banging and slowly I went back to lay on my bed.

I open my eyelid and I was in a neon room surrounded by photos of me and Riley kissing which was weird considering I don't remember her bringing a camera or me kissing her in so many different places and with so much tongue action going on. I tried to get up to look at the picture more closely but I was pushed back on the bed by two hands whose face I couldn't see probably, It was obscured by the darkness in the room.

The hands started roaming all over my body and I didn't know what to do but it seems I was okay with because I wasn't scared and then the face came into view. It was Riley she was looking with so much love that I wasn't even sure if it was love at all because it didn't look like the pure love that is shared between friends or a child and parent or grandchild and grandma, It seemed it was the forbidden kind of love which was love at its most raw and wild form, basically she wants to do the dirty with me.

"Riley what are you doing here."

"Shssss don't say anything just lie down will you."

Her hands started moving down my shirt IT started creeping higher and higher and it almost reaches my chest when suddenly my grandma's voice broke into my subconscious.

"Wake up Marnie for god sake, wake up you brat."

I open my eyelids a second time and now my Grandma Ruth was leaning over me with a worried frown over her face

"What happens?"

"Why the fuck did you close your room and why the hell didn't you open it when we all were goddamn banging on it." My grandma was shouting at me using her famous Crawford rage.

"I didn't heard from you. I was listening to music." I spoke softly

"Girl, you scared the hell out of me, you know that."