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Insanity Of Obsession.
In the late afternoon she awoke from her peace
The house quiet and still.
She stood up slowly, swaying from side to side.
She made her way down to the kitchen where her mother stood.
The older woman looked at the younger,
shaking her head in pity.
This didn't go unseen by the younger of the two,
she hung her head in shame.
It's been two months since she got up in the morning.
So very long since she had breakfast,
so very long since she welcomed her mother to the kitchen,
so very long since she had a decent night's sleep.
Staying up all night long was becoming a habit.
She had unhealthy sleep levels,
unhealthy nutrient levels.
Work was piling up on her desk.
Special appointments were going missed.
She took her seat at the table.
'Don't bother making me food mother, I don't want to eat'
She looked into her elders eyes.
Anger, Sadness, Love, Pity.
Mixed signals flying through the usually happy eyes.
Silence.
'This has got to stop!' broke the awkward hush.
'You are becoming dangerously frail'
The mother gesturing to her daughters limbs.
'Your mind is just as frail, Obsession has taken over you.'
'He is not coming back. And if he was it's not for you'
'He does not love you the way a man should love his woman'
Rage, Anger, Frustration flashed past the young ones eyes.
'Your wrong mother!'
'I'm not obsessed.'
'He HAS to love me. He just HAS too.'
She crumpled to the floor in tears,
Her ever faithful mother rushing to her side.
But the ever stubborn daughter pushing her away.
'We were ment to be together'
'Our souls sewn to one'
'We are going to have a family'
'For his child grows in my womb'
She put a hand to her abdomen.
'He has been growing there since the day Vegeta left'
Elder woman looked to faint on the spot.
Her daughter has been with child for the past two months.
The realness of the situation hit her like a tone of bricks.
The child may be sick from malnutrition.
Her daughter may never get over the man who left her now.
The child would be a constant reminder of her daughter one true love, her obsession.
As if reading her mothers thoughts she looked to her from her place on the floor.
'The child is fine, I have been eating for it's sake.'
'Vegeta and I will raise this child together.'
'He will, for the child's interest.'
Tears now flowing from the mothers eyes.
'Bulma, what if he doesn't come back?'
'What if he can't come back?'
She sat on the floor with her daughter hugging her.
'He has to mom, I can't live without him'
Bulma broke out into tears.
Her mother pulled herself closer, so close Bulma was now sitting on her.
She gently rocked her daughter,
lulled her to sleep with the beating of her heart and the hum of her voice.
'I will help you my dear child, For my sake, your sake and your child's sake.'
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If you have any ideas of how I should go with this story anything you would like to see in it...
don't be shy, tell me. Thanx
ever reviewed.
Insanity Of Obsession.
In the late afternoon she awoke from her peace
The house quiet and still.
She stood up slowly, swaying from side to side.
She made her way down to the kitchen where her mother stood.
The older woman looked at the younger,
shaking her head in pity.
This didn't go unseen by the younger of the two,
she hung her head in shame.
It's been two months since she got up in the morning.
So very long since she had breakfast,
so very long since she welcomed her mother to the kitchen,
so very long since she had a decent night's sleep.
Staying up all night long was becoming a habit.
She had unhealthy sleep levels,
unhealthy nutrient levels.
Work was piling up on her desk.
Special appointments were going missed.
She took her seat at the table.
'Don't bother making me food mother, I don't want to eat'
She looked into her elders eyes.
Anger, Sadness, Love, Pity.
Mixed signals flying through the usually happy eyes.
Silence.
'This has got to stop!' broke the awkward hush.
'You are becoming dangerously frail'
The mother gesturing to her daughters limbs.
'Your mind is just as frail, Obsession has taken over you.'
'He is not coming back. And if he was it's not for you'
'He does not love you the way a man should love his woman'
Rage, Anger, Frustration flashed past the young ones eyes.
'Your wrong mother!'
'I'm not obsessed.'
'He HAS to love me. He just HAS too.'
She crumpled to the floor in tears,
Her ever faithful mother rushing to her side.
But the ever stubborn daughter pushing her away.
'We were ment to be together'
'Our souls sewn to one'
'We are going to have a family'
'For his child grows in my womb'
She put a hand to her abdomen.
'He has been growing there since the day Vegeta left'
Elder woman looked to faint on the spot.
Her daughter has been with child for the past two months.
The realness of the situation hit her like a tone of bricks.
The child may be sick from malnutrition.
Her daughter may never get over the man who left her now.
The child would be a constant reminder of her daughter one true love, her obsession.
As if reading her mothers thoughts she looked to her from her place on the floor.
'The child is fine, I have been eating for it's sake.'
'Vegeta and I will raise this child together.'
'He will, for the child's interest.'
Tears now flowing from the mothers eyes.
'Bulma, what if he doesn't come back?'
'What if he can't come back?'
She sat on the floor with her daughter hugging her.
'He has to mom, I can't live without him'
Bulma broke out into tears.
Her mother pulled herself closer, so close Bulma was now sitting on her.
She gently rocked her daughter,
lulled her to sleep with the beating of her heart and the hum of her voice.
'I will help you my dear child, For my sake, your sake and your child's sake.'
*************
If you have any ideas of how I should go with this story anything you would like to see in it...
don't be shy, tell me. Thanx
