It was Brian. "Hi Brian. This is my mom and my dad is at work."
"Nice to meet you Mrs. Morgan." Brian said politely, which would inevitably win some points with dear old dad.
"Let's go upstairs and you can wait for me to get ready for our date. You will love the dress I have picked out." He waited in the hallway, looking at the different photos and old paintings we have hung up on the walls all over the place while I was in my room changing and doing my makeup. Ten minutes and a whole lot of eye shadow later, I came out. " Do you like the dress?" He smiled the sweet smile I love the most, then said, "You look beautiful."
"Let's go then. Mom, we're leaving!" I called down to her. She didn't answer me. "Let me go see what is wrong." I walked downstairs to the basement to find my mom with her face in her hands, looking completely and utterly drained. "Mom, what's the matter?" "It's nothing sweety." She replied calmly, but I could hear a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Mom, you can tell me. We tell each other everything." I said, sitting on the arm of her chair. She smiled.
"I'll tell you tonight. Go have fun on your date." I eyed her suspiciously.
"You will tell me though right?" I asked.
"Sure thing kiddo. What time do you think you'll be back?" She asked., changing the subject. I shrug.
"I don't know, midnight maybe?" My mom gave me a look.
"Make it ten and you're free to go." I rolled my eyes.
"Good-bye mother." I said, going back upstairs.
"Ten o'clock Cammie!" She called up.
"Yea, yea, yea."
- "Okay. I came back at ten like a good little girl. Now spill." I said, seating myself on the end of my mom's bed. She sighed, and from the look on her face, she was wishing that I had stayed out till midnight.
"Cammie your father and I are getting a divorce". She said softly. My heart plummeted into my stomach, and I suddenly felt dizzy. Then I felt absolutely betrayed. I said "What? Why? How could you?"
Mom said "You don't understand honey."
"No, I don't understand! He's my dad, and you've been married for twenty years! How can you just up and decide, 'Huh. Nope. I'm not married to you anymore. You used to be my husband, but I've moved on. I got bored.' Is that how it went?" I snap.
"Of course not! Cam, I still love your dad, but the relationship just wasn't working. We're friends, really good friends, but that's just not enough for either of us." She explained softly.
"Whatever mom. I'm going to bed." I sigh, stomping up the stairs.
"Good night sweetie!" I ignore her.