Sweet Goodbye
Three
"Mom?" I called, as I stepped into my house. There was no reply. I went straight to my room, throwing my backpack on the ground, and laying on my bed. I couldn't stop thinking about Alex. It was kind of funny, really. I heard the front door open, and instantly sat straight up.
"Jack Bassam Barakat!" My mother yelled. I could tell she was pissed, because she only used my middle name when she was angry with me. Which was almost all the time. I made my way out to where she was waiting impatiently, tapping her foot against the floor.
"Yes, ma'am?" I asked, fidgeting with one of the strings on my sweatshirt. My mother stared at me with daggers, and I looked away from her.
"Mind telling me why the fuck you're home, and not at school?" My mothers voice was like ice.
"Well, this boy on the bus was making fun of me for being...." I trailed off, not wanting to say it out load in front of my mom. That was the reason she was being so cold lately.
"Gay?" She asked, making me shudder. You could hear the hate in her voice as she said the word.
"Yes, mom. Anyway, my friend, Alex, punched him and we both got suspended for the remainder of the week. We can't ride the bus anymore either." I said, playing with the hem of my sweatshirt. She sighed loudly, and rubbed her temples.
"Well, if your going to be home all week, you better get some homework done. Clean the house to. Your punishment is no xbox." She said, surprisingly calm. I looked up hesitently, and she was looking down.
"That's it? You're not going to yell at me?" My mom's head shot up, and her eyes narrowed.
"No, Jack. I'm not going to yell at you. I'm trying to accept, whatever this is. You're my only son, and I haven't been doing a good job at making you happy." She said, frowning slightly as she gestured at me.
"You've been doing fine, mom. Yeah, you may have been shocked at me being gay, but it's not like I can help it. That's a lot to drop on someone. I'm still the same person though, so it shouldn't be hard to get past my sexual preferences." I said, coldly. My mother only nodded.
"You're right." She whispered, stepping towards me and wrapping me in a hug. "I'm sorry, Jack. I love you." She let go, and then hurried out the door leaving me in a confused state. I scratched the back of my neck, and went back into my room. My head was buzzing with thoughts. I didn't know why the sudden change of heart occured, but I liked it. I smiled to myself, as I pulled my ipod out of my pocket. I put the ear buds into my ears, and blansted blink-182.
"Love you too, mom." I said, smiling. I closed my eyes, and let the music consume me.
"Jack Bassam Barakat!" My mother yelled. I could tell she was pissed, because she only used my middle name when she was angry with me. Which was almost all the time. I made my way out to where she was waiting impatiently, tapping her foot against the floor.
"Yes, ma'am?" I asked, fidgeting with one of the strings on my sweatshirt. My mother stared at me with daggers, and I looked away from her.
"Mind telling me why the fuck you're home, and not at school?" My mothers voice was like ice.
"Well, this boy on the bus was making fun of me for being...." I trailed off, not wanting to say it out load in front of my mom. That was the reason she was being so cold lately.
"Gay?" She asked, making me shudder. You could hear the hate in her voice as she said the word.
"Yes, mom. Anyway, my friend, Alex, punched him and we both got suspended for the remainder of the week. We can't ride the bus anymore either." I said, playing with the hem of my sweatshirt. She sighed loudly, and rubbed her temples.
"Well, if your going to be home all week, you better get some homework done. Clean the house to. Your punishment is no xbox." She said, surprisingly calm. I looked up hesitently, and she was looking down.
"That's it? You're not going to yell at me?" My mom's head shot up, and her eyes narrowed.
"No, Jack. I'm not going to yell at you. I'm trying to accept, whatever this is. You're my only son, and I haven't been doing a good job at making you happy." She said, frowning slightly as she gestured at me.
"You've been doing fine, mom. Yeah, you may have been shocked at me being gay, but it's not like I can help it. That's a lot to drop on someone. I'm still the same person though, so it shouldn't be hard to get past my sexual preferences." I said, coldly. My mother only nodded.
"You're right." She whispered, stepping towards me and wrapping me in a hug. "I'm sorry, Jack. I love you." She let go, and then hurried out the door leaving me in a confused state. I scratched the back of my neck, and went back into my room. My head was buzzing with thoughts. I didn't know why the sudden change of heart occured, but I liked it. I smiled to myself, as I pulled my ipod out of my pocket. I put the ear buds into my ears, and blansted blink-182.
"Love you too, mom." I said, smiling. I closed my eyes, and let the music consume me.
I love this story<3
7/3/13