Obsession
6
I sheepishly walked over to her looking at my feet as her bold eyes burn into me.
“Hi mum” I reached out to give her a hug. She rejected it and pushed my arms to the side.
“So where’s that boyfriend of yours?” She looked behind my shoulders, tiptoed.
“We broke up”
She mumbled under her breath before taking a seat on the bench and placing her tatty handbag on her lap.
“And why is that?” She lifted her eyebrows and squinted her eyes as she talked. “Was it because of your stupidness?”
“Mum I’m not stupid” I spoke as she nodded her head, looking away from me.
“It was because of all the attention he was and all of the hate I was getting on top of it all.
“Why he be getting attention and you getting hate?” she asked dumbfound, as I huffed.
“Because of whom I was going out with”
Her eyebrows knitted.
“Who were you going out with?” she had a confused look plastered on her face, as I huffed again.
“It doesn’t matter. Let’s just go and get something to eat” I stood up and grabbed her hand to help her up.
“I don’t want your help” her hands flew away from mine as she heaved her medium sized body on her hands. I stood there wanting to help, but having to look other way.
“I’ll have the sausage, eggs and chips please” I smiled at the dark, handsome waiter that bent over, taking our orders.
“And I’ll have a bacon sandwich” her reply was blunt and rude, not even looking at the waiter.
“Okay, that should be around 15 minutes” he smiled to me before picking up the menus and talking to the kitchen.
I looked at mum who was staring at the children playing in the park over the road through the window. A smile crept onto her face.
“I remember when you and Charlie were that young”
“You were hardly with us when we were younger” I took a sip of my cool blackcurrant squash.
“Don’t you dare say that, I loved you kids” her voice darkened.
“You were only worried about the next drink was coming from. You didn’t care about us” my voice grew louder in anger. She shook her head wiped her right eye with a scrambled up tissue that she pulled from her sleeve, looking back at the window. Her head turned back around.
“Tara, I…” her hand reached for mine, but I swiped it away.
“Don’t even bother” I felt tears brewing but I kept them hidden and taking another sip of squash.
“I’m sorry. Times were rough”
“Me and Charlie and to fend for ourselves! You were never there when she was ill. I was. Do you know how much time I had off school to take care of her? If I didn’t have to treat her like my own child then I might’ve had a decent life!
Her lips quivered.
“Well you must’ve done well for yourselves. Look at you, you’re gorgeous and so is Charlie! And you bagged yourself a good boyfriend, Tara!
I screwed my face up.
“How the hell do you know? You didn’t even how were broke up!”
I knew you were going out with that boy from that band”
“How?”
“It’s hard to miss when your daughter is the paper everyday” she shot me a guilty smile. I shook my head from another sip.
“Your father would’ve of been proud of you Tara” her hands reached for mine and I let her take it. The tears that I had been holding in burst out, burrowing my head into her chest. She soothed me, rubbing the back of my head. This is how I mother should be, I savoured the moment.
“Hi mum” I reached out to give her a hug. She rejected it and pushed my arms to the side.
“So where’s that boyfriend of yours?” She looked behind my shoulders, tiptoed.
“We broke up”
She mumbled under her breath before taking a seat on the bench and placing her tatty handbag on her lap.
“And why is that?” She lifted her eyebrows and squinted her eyes as she talked. “Was it because of your stupidness?”
“Mum I’m not stupid” I spoke as she nodded her head, looking away from me.
“It was because of all the attention he was and all of the hate I was getting on top of it all.
“Why he be getting attention and you getting hate?” she asked dumbfound, as I huffed.
“Because of whom I was going out with”
Her eyebrows knitted.
“Who were you going out with?” she had a confused look plastered on her face, as I huffed again.
“It doesn’t matter. Let’s just go and get something to eat” I stood up and grabbed her hand to help her up.
“I don’t want your help” her hands flew away from mine as she heaved her medium sized body on her hands. I stood there wanting to help, but having to look other way.
“I’ll have the sausage, eggs and chips please” I smiled at the dark, handsome waiter that bent over, taking our orders.
“And I’ll have a bacon sandwich” her reply was blunt and rude, not even looking at the waiter.
“Okay, that should be around 15 minutes” he smiled to me before picking up the menus and talking to the kitchen.
I looked at mum who was staring at the children playing in the park over the road through the window. A smile crept onto her face.
“I remember when you and Charlie were that young”
“You were hardly with us when we were younger” I took a sip of my cool blackcurrant squash.
“Don’t you dare say that, I loved you kids” her voice darkened.
“You were only worried about the next drink was coming from. You didn’t care about us” my voice grew louder in anger. She shook her head wiped her right eye with a scrambled up tissue that she pulled from her sleeve, looking back at the window. Her head turned back around.
“Tara, I…” her hand reached for mine, but I swiped it away.
“Don’t even bother” I felt tears brewing but I kept them hidden and taking another sip of squash.
“I’m sorry. Times were rough”
“Me and Charlie and to fend for ourselves! You were never there when she was ill. I was. Do you know how much time I had off school to take care of her? If I didn’t have to treat her like my own child then I might’ve had a decent life!
Her lips quivered.
“Well you must’ve done well for yourselves. Look at you, you’re gorgeous and so is Charlie! And you bagged yourself a good boyfriend, Tara!
I screwed my face up.
“How the hell do you know? You didn’t even how were broke up!”
I knew you were going out with that boy from that band”
“How?”
“It’s hard to miss when your daughter is the paper everyday” she shot me a guilty smile. I shook my head from another sip.
“Your father would’ve of been proud of you Tara” her hands reached for mine and I let her take it. The tears that I had been holding in burst out, burrowing my head into her chest. She soothed me, rubbing the back of my head. This is how I mother should be, I savoured the moment.
Notes
woooooot! chapter 6 done. sorry for a short chapter again, i promise chapter 7 will be long and if not, you guys can kill me. i just want to thank to those people who commented, rated and subscribed. you don't know how much it means to me, thank you so much dolls!Anyways, please comment, vote and subscribe! :)
- Zaheda
7/5/13