anybody could ever want, a lovely home, a car, money and you’re still not happy."
I rub my forehead with my fingers at my mom’s materialistic concept of life.
"Pulled strings? He owns the damn place of course he can do what he wants. He only did it so he coul d get me there and nowhere else. Not for my benefit but for his. And he gives us everything? Mom, you should know by now I do not care for all those things. Mercy just springs it on me and I’m sick of it."
My mom purse h er lips hating what I just said. "Olivia, you can be so… impulsive."
"Why? Because I finally have the balls to say what I think?"
"No, because you don’t think before you speak." Her tone becomes louder and snappy, making her look around in case of onlookers.
"Eat your lunch Olivia, we don’t have long."
"I’m not hungry."
She slams her palm down on the table making me jump. "For Christ sake Olivia, you and your damn attitude since that boy and after that boy, the sooner you get over him the better. Good riddance I say."
I stare back at her stunned by her uncharacteristic outburst, and quite frankly hurt. It feels like someone has just slapped me in the face with a load a bull shit.
"H ow can you say that?" I’m livid. Has she any idea at all what I’ve been going through? This heart ache I’ve been put through? And she tells me this is a good thing? A good thing for who?
She explains her comment to me e xtremely pretentious. "Oh, Common Olivia, don't look at me like that. It was just a fling, he didn't love you. He doesn’t love anyone apart from himself, that's obvious. You were just a pretty face to pass the time for him. I’ve seen it all before. He didn’t care about you the way myself and your father do. No one will care about you the way I and Mercy do. No one knows what’s best for you except us. He had no business with someone like you anyway, you need someone with prospects, aims in life, just like Tommy." She says so matter of fact pointing with her red painted finger nail. Can she honestly not see the look on my face? Never mind feeling slapped in the face now I feel punched in the chest. What has got into this women?
"Tommy? Oh, because Tommy would be so good for me like Mercy is for you? Because you know all about love don't you mom? You and Mauricio? You both no so much about love." I roll my eyes frantically throwing my arms around trying to make my point as I speak forgetting where I am.
She looks on confused and a little wounded, changing her mood again.
Welcome to my world.
"You don't know what you’re talking about, me and your dad love each other very much."
Ha! " Don’t I? Okay mom, where is he now huh?"
She stays silent as I question her, looking around warning me with her eyes to keep my voice down. The hustle and bustle of the deli is too loud for our conversation to be heard but my mom has to be prim and proper, not to argue in a public place.
"Exactly,” I throw my hands up. “You don't know because you never know, we never know where he is and we’re just supposed to deal with it and not ask questions and you’re meant to put on a brave face and play happy families every day when I know you’re not happy anymore. We have done this for years, gone along with what Mauricio wants and for what?"
"None of that is true. I am happy and I always know the whereabouts of your father. We never keep secrets. This isn’t what this is about. This is about you getting your life back together. What is wrong with you, throwing all these accusations around?"
She knows I’m exactly right that's why she's so mad.
"Nothing’s wrong with me mom it's this family that's the problem. It's just taken me a while to realize it but now I see it. You think I’m not conscious of the fact something’s going on between our family? And instead of telling me, you turn the blame around on me, making out Calvin was the problem instead of facing the real problem head on. It’s all a big joke, a big joke run by
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