Connor’s POV
As soon as I set my phone down on the dresser it started to ring. I looked at the caller ID and saw my mother calling. I stood up and looked in the mirror giving myself confidence to speak to her. How could she ever think to call me? Couldn’t she figure out that I hated her? I answered the call and put the phone to my ear not saying a word.
Mom: Honey? Honey? How are you?
I rolled my eyes angrily and shook my head in disbelief.
Mom: Connie please talk to me
Me: I’ve got nothing to say to you
Mom: Well then hear me out
Me: Why should I?
Mom: Because I’m your mother Connor ok?
Me: How dare you call yourself a mother?! You DO NOT deserve that title!
Mom: I’m so sorry Connor, I’m trying to fix things
Me: How? By leaving us?
The line got silent and all I felt was anger. I wasn’t wrong I had the right to be angry with her. She made a vow “In sickness and health, till death do us part” to dad and she betrayed him.
Mom: Honey I think you need to hear the whole story
Me: I know it already, as soon as dad started struggling with Alzheimer’s you up and left us! You didn’t stick around to help us! You didn’t stick around! I’m seventeen Janine! I can’t deal with this on my own! You left and I was only fifteen! In sickness and in health, till death do us part! You’re not a mom to me or a wife to dad!
I hung up the phone and slammed it on the dresser. I fell to the floor and started to cry. I was alone in this, I had to accept it.
