My Old Pickup Truck

The Beach

11:00am Saturday

We're at the funeral today. Dad's burial. Here, I see my dad's coffin being held by a green strap, waiting to be lowered as the priest said his prayers. I hear people from behind me, crying softly.

He's finally being lowered then buried and people behind me started crying harder. I comfort my grandma beside me, she's been crying since I got here.

Why, dad? You didn't even try to convince me to come back home. Did you even miss me? This girlfriend of yours keep pretending that she's my mom. She even wrote me a letter. She's afraid of me, yet she keeps pushing me to accept her. She will never be my mom. Fuck you for leaving me, dad. I haven't seen you since months ago and I get the news you're dead?! Well, at least you wouldn't have to suffer with that illness you had kept from all of us. I hope you're happy with mom wherever you are. I love you both.

Tears finally roll down my cheek.

2:15pm

I just finished talking to my relatives, paid me their condolences and I was on my way to my truck.

"Louise! Dear. How are you?" I hear Alena come closer behind me but I don't stop walking towards my truck. "Louise."

"I'm fine, I'm gonna go back to my apartment." I say coming in close to my truck.

"You're not coming for dinner with grandma and pa? You're cousins will be there, too." She asks me.

"Can you stop that? I don't want to ever be near you! You're the reason why I left the house! You keep pushing it! You're not gonna be my mom! I can hang out with my cousins and grandparents without you asking me to come with." I arrive my truck and immediately went in. "I heard the things you said about her. So what if she smokes? So what if she went to the therapist? You're nowhere near her. She's a million times better than you. You're never gonna be my mom." I start the car as she speaks one more time.

"Did you go to that therapist I recommended you?" She asks close to tears. "You're not gay, you just need help, Louise.. and you are my daughter." She says finally weeping.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" I step on the gas and flip on her. "FUCK YOU!"

3:20pm Saturday

I will inherit dad's riches in a few days. I'll be rich soon. I guess I won't have to drop out of college.

A knock on my door was heard, interrupting me from my thoughts. I come and open it to reveal a very pleasing face.

"Claire?" We kissed last night.

She comes in and start looking for something. "Hey. What is it? Did you forget something yesterday?" I ask her but she didn't bother looking at me and continued searching for whatever. "Hey! I'm talking to you!" She then looks on top of the tv.

"Aha!" She shouts and takes my keys. She turns off the tv and fan and pulled me out of the apartment and she locked it. "Take me to the movies." She says with pleading eyes.

I still can't believe that this girl kissed me last night.

"Please.." I look away from her puppy eyes. "Please, Louise.. Chasing Pavements is showing today.."

Oh, that one is a good book.

"Ugh. Come on, then." She smiles brightly and I can't help but smile to her enthusiasm. I take the keys from her hands and she starts pulling me again. "Slow down!"

We arrive my truck and got in immediately. "To the mall!" She shouts.

"Yea! To the mall!" I shout after she does.