~Carmen
I zipped up my jacket, grabbed my bags and looked back at the house and sighed deeply.
It's been five days since moms death and I still don't believe it. Why did she have to die. She didn't deserve to die, not like that."Carmen come on, it's gonna be a long drive to the airport." My brother yelled as he stuffed more luggage in the trunk of his red Nissan. I put on a sad smile, nodded my head and closed the door to the now vacant house.
My brother must have seen past the "smile" because he walked up to me and gave me a tight hug. I could smell the cologne he had on.
"Don't worry, mama is in a better place now." he said his voice shaking slightly.
At that moment I couln't help it, I let my tears fall down my face freely, and cried like a baby.
"Mama d-didn't deserve t-this, Axel!" I stuttered while my warm tears fell down my nose, and into my mouth. I could taste the salty-ness. I could feel Axel's shirt getting soaked from my tears.
Axel ran his hand through my untidy hair.
Mom was the only family that we had here. I never knew my father, he abandoned her with Axel and me when I was a baby, Axel was 3. Our grandma had died from cancer 2 years ago so, it's only been us three.
Since mom is gone we have to move with our aunt Linda in California. She will be waiting for us at her house.
"Go in the car now, I'll take your bag and put it in the trunk. Okay?" Axel said as he patted my shoulder.
Even though he doesn't. Like to show when he's upset I could always tell when he is.
I walked to the passenger side of the running car, opened the door and quickly sat down on the comfortable leather. It was chilly out today so i turned the heater on low.
Axel closed the trunk and got in the car.
"Just keep your head up, things will get better." He said trying to cheer me up, but I just looked at him for a minute then stared out the window as he started to reverse out of the driveway.I just can't believe we are leaving everything. Earlier I said good bye to my best friend, Jasmyn and we both promised to keep in touch. After that we both just burst into tears. She has always been there for me and was like a sister to me. I'm going to miss her so much. She was actually the only friend I had due to the fact I am very antisocial.
I remember it like it was yesterday. We were in 1st grade at recess and I was at the far end of the playground sitting in the grass at the gate watching the cars go by and I hear a cheerful voice asking if I wanted to play tag. I turned around to see a tan girl with Sand colored hair that was wildly curly and she had her two front teeth missing. After that day we knew we would always be best friends.
My thoughts were interrupted when Axel turned on the radio and started playing Marc Anthony from his favorite cd.
I put my head back on the chair and listened to Marc Anthony's voice and to the slow music and before I knew it I was fast asleep.
YOU ARE READING
Broken Inside
Teen FictionCarmen Vazquez an average 10th grader is now facing a rough time in life. She lost her mother and had to leave her best friend and home and basically starting over. Read about Carmen and her troubles she faces with school, family, and relationship.