Mom's getting married again

"How was school today hon?", mom asked when she walked in to my room.

I was currently lying on the bed trying to solve a difficult assignment, and failing to actually solve it.

"It was like how school's supposed to be like", I said, not bothering to look up from my aforementioned assignments.

There must be a reason for her to be in my room this night. Mom never enters my room except unless she has to.

"You can at least pretend school's great", she sits on my bed, " that's all I tell my parents when they asked me about school".

" Why are you here?", I hate it whenever she talks to me like all's well,I hate how she fakes it Everytime she's around me.

"You could have at least pretended to truly care", she pouts, " that's beside the way. I need to talk to you", she was all seriousness now.

" I've been waiting for you to get whatever you need to tell me out, bit you've been beating around the bush", am too busy to listen to her.

" Nuel, at least look at me", she pleads, but I still kept my face trained on my assignments..

I blame how most times for what happened, but sometimes I don't blame her at all. I guess today's one of my blaming days.

"It's either you say whatever it is you want to say or you leave", I don't have time for some motherly play.

"I want to get married again", she drops the bomb on an unsuspecting me.

"Married?", and this time I looked up at her, "you want to get married again?", I laughed humorlessly

" Yes, I want to get married again", she smiles like getting married is the solution to all our problems.

"Congratulations", I say before turning back to my book.

Am keeping a strong front while my inner self is throwing a tantrum.

"Is that all you have to say Nuel?", her tone is that of disbelief.

" What else do you want me to say? don't we'd whoever it is you're planning to get married to? oh am so happy, I will be your best man? gosh I can't wait to meet your new husband?" I look up at her, " tell me what you want me to say? " my anger is getting the hang of me.

" You could have at least pretended to care", there was hurt in her tone, but am gone past the stage of caring.

"I don't bloody care who you wed. You can get married to a dog for all I care! ",

slap

I held the part of my face she slapped me on, "you're just like him", I glare at her with anger, " get out if my room!".

"Darling am sorry", her expression is that of surprise and guilt.

"Just leave", I point to the door, "seeing your face disgust me", I know am taking this too notch, but my anger's clouding over me.

"Please Nuel", she begs, "am so so sorry", she pleads.

But I kept my entire focus on the wall, not even sparring her a glance.

Minutes later, I heard the door close behind her.

Knowing am all alone, I let the tears slid from my eyes, curling with my knees to my chest, I let myself drown in the see of misery.

Mom's trying to replace I and Boom boom, she wants to get married, have children for the man she's about to get married to, and eventually forget all about us.

What if he happens to be the exact same person as him? what if he's more worse than him? what if he won't accept us as his own?

Even without being aware if it, I know am about sinking into the void, and if care's not taken I might never be found, might never be found.

#

"Perry is there a party this night?", I asked the moment he picked my call.

"Yes there's one at Peller's house", he paused for a moment, " why are you suddenly asking about a party?" his tone is that of suspicion.

I laughed humorlessly, "can't I ask my friend of something without him sounding suspicious?".

" I know you well to take your question as just nothing. Nuel tell me exactly what's wrong? ", his tone have a hint of concern in them.

I sighed, "I will tell you when we meet", I disconnected the call before he can further ask me any other thing.

Perry knows most of what happened in my life, and some of what's happening. Withholding the current issue from him will bring bring me nothing but headaches, and that's something I don't want in life.

#

"Boo boo where are you going? ", Boom boom hugs my legs, " I want to go with you", she pouts.

"Am going for some adult time", I ruffle her hair, " you can't come with me".

"But I want to go there Boo", she place hee hands in her waist, " mom says am now a big girl", she pouts.

"You're still my chubby baby", I draw her cheeks, " don't worry Boo will take you to the park tomorrow after school", I promise.

She shakes her head, " mom says she's taking me to the park with her new boyfriend".

I guess the woman have taken the day I want to spend with my Boom all because of her new husband of a thing.

"I guess we will go there later in the day when you return, am taking you to the movie", this time I know I've totally outdone them( am in a competition with mom and her so called boyfriend).

" Mom said they will take me to get ice cream, and later take me to see the new frozen movie! ", she fist pumps the air.

I face palms, I guess they've won the competition without even trying.

"I want to play some video games but mom said she doesn't want to play games", she frowns.

" I guess we will play the new star wars game", *smiles inwardly* I gotten more points than they have.

"Thank you Boo!", she hugs me, "I love you!".

My heart is currently soaring like an eagle, it's past the first heaven.

"I will be sure to get the game when am returning from school tomorrow", I must get that game even if it's the last thing I do.

"Thank you" she sloppily pecks me on the cheeks, "you're the best Boo", she says before giddily running into the parlour.

Probably to watch either SpongeBob or Ladybug.

Shaking my head at the childishness of my Boom, I walk towards the door; I have a party to attend.

"Where're you heading to Nuel?" mom asked when I walked past her.

" To a party to drown my sorrows in alcohol!", I tell her without turning to acknowledge her presence.

"Take care", she says, but I didn't turn to acknowledge I heard her.

I need to leave before I finally break down in front of her. Mom have never seen me cry except on that dreadful night.