The Face Behind My Computer "Rewritten"

Chapter 23

        The Face Behind My Computer

Chapter 23

Hey, slow it down, what do ya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Yeah, I'm afraid, whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?

There might have been a time when I would give myself away
Oh, once upon a time, I didn't give a damn
But now, here we are, so whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?

Just don't give up, I am workin' it out
Please don't give in, I won't let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around

I'm sitting on my bed staring blankly at the work sheet occupied with unsolve calculus problem. When a soft knock on my door caught my attention. The gold knob twist and the door was push open revealing a woman, wearing dress pants and peach lace long sleeve blouse with some heels. She look rather young but don't let those high cheek bone, and flawless face fool you.

"Sweetheart dinner is ready." she spoke in a soft tone. The dark bags under her eyes were now transparent throw her heavy applied make up. Her eyes appears to be a darker green than it usually is.

"Okay mom," I began. "I'll be down in a bit."

She chuckle as though a thought just ran across her mind. "Well hurry before Sam and your father demolish all the food." I couldn't help but to laugh along.

Shortly after mom left my room I grab my phone and stroll through my apps and click on the one I've been looking for.

No New Message

I was a little disappointed but who could blame him. Maybe he's just like the rest of them. Good for nothing asswhole. A womanizer. He lied to me about everything. I just know it.

Roxanne pull yourself together. He's a great guy.

I ran my fingers through my hair sighing heavily then left my room and head downstairs to the dinning room. When I enter my mouth drop open mom made her famous lasagna, stew shrimp and bake chicken. But that wasn't the reason why I was in shock. It was because of Sam and my dad had stuff their faces with all the food and the pan of lasagna was nearly finish.

"Close your mouth pumpkin, we're eating." my dad said with his mouth fill with food.

"Yeah and don't talk with so much food in your mouth." I snap crossing my hands over my chest.

"Chu should hove camd down ear-ee." my cousin Sam add his two sense in with food spitting out his mouth. I rolled my eyes at them and sat down opposite of Sam.

What a view. "Have you heard of chewing with your mouth close!" I spat disgusted by the way he eats.

"Ahh!" he show me the food in his mouth.

"You disgust me!"

"Here you go sweetheart, I made a plate for you. Knowing these two..." she trail off narrowing her eyebrows at my dad. I thank my mom and began to eat only to find my fork mere inches away from making contact with Sam skin.

I give him a warning eye. "Don't make me do it boy." He was daring me and I could feel it. "I will commit murder if I have to."

"Will you two cut it out. You're acting like two five year old." mom state shaking her head, taking small bites of her food.

"We can always them for our next meal Karla." The next dinner threat. They used to scare Sam and I when we were younger and would always bicker at the dinner tabe.