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Chapter 7 (v.1) - Loosen Up

Submitted: July 29, 2008

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Submitted: July 29, 2008



They looked at each other. The look they gave could make hell freeze over. Carmen sat down and stared at her family. Jade stared at her mother from what I could see. My mom looked back at us.

"I want some desert," she said

"Fudge Cake?" Rachel asked

"Yes, I need a couple pieces," she said smiling.

"If it bothers you to be here, we can just leave," My dad said

"No," she whispered, "Let’s just sit and enjoy dessert,"

"Here comes the waiter," he said.

After we ordered, my mother went to the washroom. A couple minutes later I saw Carmen get up and head for the bathroom. My dad didn’t notice so I decided to get up.

"I’m going to the bathroom," I said. I walked to the bathroom. I walked in and I saw Carmen and my mom there. I sneaked passed them into the empty stall. I listened to them talk. No one else was in the bathroom.

"Do you enjoy tormenting me?" I heard Carmen said

"I’m not tormenting you," my mother replied, "Everything that happened is your own doing,"

"You know that I thought it was the best thing at the time,"

"Killing your baby is the best thing for you not for the situation. You are selfish and a murderer. So you obviously don’t have any value for your children,"

"So that is why you are making up lies about me to the authorities about my children,"

"Like I told your husband. It isn’t personal but strictly as a noble citizen. I think how you treated my daughter was personal and not as a guardian and that is why I must protect anyone in your care,"

"I just hate what you’ve become," Carmen snickered

"This is a public place and I don’t have time to worry about this right now. I’m spending time with my family," she said and left. I heard Carmen hiss. "Oh, I hate her," before she left the bathroom. A couple minutes later, I joined my family. My mother was getting ready to leave.

When we got home that night, my mother got a phone call. She seemed moody after it. She had gotten dressed in casual clothing as if she was going out.

It happened all so quickly. Carmen showed up alone. Rachel and I were in her bedroom while they went at one another down stairs. My dad was in his room. He told us to stay put and not cause any problems.

"This can’t go on any longer," Carmen said

"What can’t," I heard her say,

"We can’t go on with this war,"

"You had an abortion. Something like this doesn’t just go away. It is murder. There is really no other way to put it,"

"I was raped. All I wanted was to lift the burden of the pain. It was nothing to do with the baby. Don’t you understand that?"

"I understand that you were taking advantage. I feel for you now as I did then. I can’t accept murder. I hate anyone who commits murder. They can rot in jail for all I care,"

"It was completely legal," she said

"And that makes it right?"

"I regret it everyday of my life," Carmen said

"I don’t have any sympathy for you at all,"

Rachel and I were in the room as they continued to jumble back and forth. IT is pretty much Carmen trying to explain herself and my mom saying it doesn’t change anything.

"Tusc?" Rachel called from her bed

"What?" I asked

"Do you think mom is wrong in being mean to Aunt Carmen because she got an abortion or do you think she has a right to be mad,"

"It is mom’s opinion. She thinks the worst thing the government could have down was legalize abortion. She says it is murder and I can’t say I blame her. She doesn’t understand Carmen’s viewpoint,"

"Do you?" she then ask

"I perceive what I want to see," I said, "I don’t know how I feel. I think she should cut her some slack,"

I listened back on my mom and Carmen. They were starting to talk about other things. Things were a little less intense.

"It is a shame such a fun, yet serious relationship became so sour," My mom said

"I know," she replied

"I remember we had some intense days back then,"

"Like the time on the beach,"

"I remember that," I heard her laugh, "You were drunk,"

"I was drunk," Carmen, said, "You were vomiting every where,"

"You blacked out," I said, "Anyway that is beside the point,"

"It is too bad we can’t have times like that again,"

"I wish we could but we can’t,"

"Tell me something Megan,"
"What," she said loudly

"What will it take to convince you that I’m not a horrible mother,"

"Explain to me what went down with my daughter,"

"I told her to go outside with the other kids. She refused and I said that I wasn’t in the mood to argue with her. She said that it would be best that I didn’t make her mad. I said what can you honestly do and then that is when she threatened me. She then ran off, and everyone had to go look for her. I didn’t know what to do since what I would do is not what you would do so I told her she had to stay in that room. I gave her food," Carmen said

"Tuscany," I heard my mother said

"What!" I screamed down the stairs

"Come here this instance," she said sternly

"Okay," I cried heading down the stairs into the kitchen.

"What!" I said half confused

"IS it true you ran away when you got into a scrimmage with Carmen?"


"What happened when you ran off last summer?"
"I got grounded for a week,"

"And what would make that situation any different?"
"I don’t know," I said not liking where this was going

"We’ll talk later," she said as I returned upstairs. I resumed to listen to them.

"I guess I should say thanks for looking out for my kids,"

"I had no problem then until . . .,"

"I can make that whole problem go away," I said, "A few calls to a few of my close co workers and they will be off your back,"

"Why the change of heart?"

"I still don’t like how you treated my daughter but I’m going to let it go," she said,

"Thanks," she said

"I’m not doing this for you," she screamed, "When your husband came here. It was obvious your daughter was offended by it,"

"Where does this leave everything else?"

"Let me get something straight," she quickly added, "I will never trust you again. You murdered your child. I can never condone murder and we can never be the way we use to be. You were selfish,"

"There is nothing we can do now," Carmen said, "There is nothing but hatred between us. We can be civil but I see your point,"

"Well, I guess this is the time you leave. I can’t forgive what you did. Maybe Kevin can or my kids may understand but I will never,"

Carmen left as I was coming down. I had heard the entire conversation. My mom certainly took it well. My mom was already on the phone. One thing I knew about her was she was always a woman of her word. She made a few more calls.

"Okay, that is settled," she said, "AS for you young lady,"

"She made me mad," I tried to explain

"You know better then to run away,"

"Okay," I said, just wanting her to tell me I’m grounded or something, "Just tell me what my punishment is,"

"You are going to sit down and write out two hundred and fifty times, ‘I will not run away again and if I do I’ll be grounded for at least a month,"

"Okay," I said. I went over to the kitchen table. I really didn’t want to write right now but I really did have a choice. It took me about twenty minutes to write it out like my mother requested. After she confirmed it was good I was sent off to bed.

The next morning I got up where I saw my mom and my dad in the kitchen.

"I’ll see you later honey," my dad said kissing my mom. He looked to see me.

"Good morning," he said to me

"Hi," I said, "Dad what are ou doing after your done work?" I asked

"Nothing why"

"I need help with some math,"

"When I get home I can see what I can do,"

"Okay," I said.

I sat in the kitchen with my mom.

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