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How many mistakes can one person make before it becomes too much and they break?
-A. E
Jane
The loud noise coming from outside my bedroom door was enough to wake me and I inwardly screamed at being back home. Why couldn't I just stay at a hotel? I just had to come back home where too many of my family members stayed.
I knew I shouldn't really argue with Andy but he was the one that convinced me to stay at my mom's place. Carrie was already staying here with her fiancé so it would've been a bit weird to stay all the way at the other end of the city where we had shared an apartment.
Reluctantly, I dragged my tired body into the shower connecting my room and with snail like speed, prepared for the long day ahead.
As I stepped into the small shower and allowed the hot water to massage my tense skin I vaguely remembered the way Darcy's fingers had roamed my body or how her tongue had expertly awakened the sleeping parts of me from since the last time I was touched by her.
It had been months since her kisses rendered me speechless or her skilled body caused me to become sated when I thought nothing else could.
I let out a quiet moan as I remembered the look in her eyes; the heat that pooled within them as her hot mouth and wet tongue ravished the sensitive spot hidden between my legs. Nothing made me hot and bothered than to see her eyes glued to my every expression as she left no part of me unsatisfied.
The biting cold of the water was enough to pull me from my thoughts and I headed out, grabbing a towel from the rack just outside.
I passed the mirror near the sink and didn't miss the love bites that decorated my body. Suppressing a smirk, I quickly dressed and headed to the kitchen for breakfast; my earlier snail like movements no longer seen.
I heard the voices of my mom and uncle before I saw them and I made my way towards the island to grab a plateful of eggs and toast.
"Morning champ."
"Good morning uncle Austin. You ready for today?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"Yeah..." I braced the island as my mind went back to memories of my past. "It's so strange to think of Carrie actually tying the knot."
My uncle just nodded before passing my mom a look, taking his cup of coffee with him as he headed out.
Then they were two...
"So are you not going to say something to me?" The woman who birthed me asked.
"Good morning." My reply was clipped and respectful but so unlike the daughter she knew.
My mom sighed as she tried to relax but things were still not good between us and that would be asking too much of either of us.
"Look... sweetheart, I know we've not said anything much since you came home yesterday but I really think we need to talk about what happened."
"There's nothing to talk about." I deadpanned and didn't miss the way her stiff stance... stiffened, which was surprisingly possible.
"I needed a change of scenery and so I left."
"You needed a chance of scenery?! Are we just gonna skip over the fact that you cheated on your boyfriend with some girl... a black one no less and then allowed her to whip and chain you like she was seeking revenge for slavery."
I was momentarily stunned at the fact that my mother just said those words. My blood instantly boiled and I was surprised at the amount of rage that flooded my system.
"The f**k?"
My words stunned even me since I'd never cursed near my family and definitely not at her but she was being really stupid and my brain reacted slowly.
"Excuse me?"
Her expression hardened and she looked down her nose at me, eyes narrowed. I was about to back down but I remembered the ridiculous things she said moments ago and my anger flooded back full force.
"How dare you speak those words to me?! I knew you were a homophobe and I could have lived with that, but now you're a racist! Seriously?! Do you know how stupid and down right degrading you sound! People like you make me sick and I'm pretty sure the rest of the human population with a heart and a brain would agree that you shouldn't even be allowed to live amongst us with a mindset like yours."
My voice had slowly begun to rise with each second that passed and my heart was hammering as I got more worked up but my mother looked less than impressed.
"I'm not trying to be a racist or a homophobe, I'm just saying it like it is and the truth is my straight daughter spent a few weeks near her gay cousin and suddenly she's gay. Prancing around with some girl who she, and get this, let's beat her-"
"I don't let a soul hit me!" I snapped, unable to contain myself. "I. am. not. you."
The hurt was evident in my mother's expression but before she even had a chance to react my aunt walked in. Oh joy.
"Justine, sweetheart, why don't you see if your brother needs help? I saw him trying to work the computer and I'm afraid he just might break it." She cuts in, obviously aware of the heavy tension looming like a rain cloud over us.
My mother glared at me a moment longer but decided not to b***h slap me as she stormed out the room.
I turned to face my aunt after watching her leave and she sits across from me at the island, signaling me to do the same.
"You really need to understand that you're the child and she's your mother, not the other way round."
I rolled my eyes and gave my aunt an unimpressed stare as she failed in her attempt at whatever it was she's doing... or trying to do.
"I'm not saying that she's right, no, of course not. I've been where she is and some might say I've just taken a tiny step away but I know when I've overstepped a boundary."
I had a snarky comeback but decided to keep my lips pursed.
"She's just upset sweetie, it's really nun to do with you-"
"Really?! She just dissed two entire group of people. Both of which did not choose to be the bud of people's scorn. Like I can't... I just... I can't even form words right now! I'm just so disappointed."
"I know, I'll have to talk with her."
"You can't talk to the deaf." I stated, completely serious.
My aunt surprised me by laughing before she grabbed a toast that was covered down on the island.
"That sounds like something Austin would say."
She paused placing the toast back on her plate before giving me an intense stare. "I never thought I would be sitting in the same house with my daughter again... hours before she's to get married to another woman. Ha, I still can't believe I'm doing this, but she's my only child and I'll just have to learn to get used to it."
I gave my aunt a weird look and she hurriedly responded before I could utter a word.
"Now, I never said I supported this lifestyle or that I'm even remotely okay with it... but I'm done making her feel terrible for who she chose to be. It's not my place to judge her... or even you and I accept that."
She ended her mini speech with a genuine smile and the aunt that I grew up knowing... grew up loving, was finally shown in the woman before me.
"I love you aunt Rosa."
"And I always will."
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