Poprocks and coke

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"And now you're together?" My mom asked confused after I was able to explain the whole story between Billie and I.

I shrugged picking up the plate that was left on the table with the pizza crust left on it that my mom turned her nose up to. "Its complicated." I answered walking into the kitchen. She followed eagerly continuing to ask things.

"But you like him?"

"Yes?"

"And he likes you?"

"So?"

"Are you waiting for him to ask you or something?"

I thought about it after putting the crust in the trash, placing the plate beside the sink. "I don't know... maybe I am,"

"Well anyway! I've got some news!" She happily clasped her hands together.

I pulled myself up on the counter preparing myself for the news she seemed so giddy about. "Do tell,"

"So! David... has asked me to move to Rome!" She clapped jumping up and down in the same spot.

I paused, my lips parted as I watched her slowly stop jumping.

Moving?

"Moving?" My voice cracked repeating the word.

Her excitement broke, seeing my confusion. "Yeah..."

"But, what about me?"

"Well of course I would never leave you Blazey," she gave me a smile approaching me as I sat still on the side.

"What does that mean?"

"Well, you'll be coming of course,"

"Wha- no!"

The words left my mouth before I even processed it. Immediately making it clear I wasn't going anywhere.

I didn't wanna leave everything here. Maybe she was use to leaving home every single month but I was the one who stayed here with Eden... and even Billie, Mike and Tre.

Her smile slipped away. "Blaze,"

"Mom, there's no way I'm moving all the way to Rome,"

"Blaze. David has this beautiful house in this gorgeous friendly little village-"

"-but what about his neighbours you don't like?"

"We can work around that,"

"Mom, there's no way I'm moving- we'd have to sell the house. Pack everything away and leave everything for Dave,"

"But Blaze. Dave is a wonderful guy, he thinks so much of you and he makes me so happy,"

So first there was the persuasion. How beautiful Rome is. Then there comes the guilt trip. 'Oh but he makes me so happy,'. Which means next is always the begging. The last resort.

How I know my mom so well, and she... doesn't know me at all.

"Mom why can't you just continue to visit him?"

"That's so expensive to pay so much for flights,"

"But he's rich-"

"-Think about this Blaze. We could start a new life together. Me, you and Dave. You could have a dad figure and I could spend more time with you, we could go places together, shopping, meals-"

"-we're suppose to do that anyway,"

"Don't you want that though? All three of us living happy together in a nice house? You could go to a new school, make new friends, a new boyfriend-"