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When Skies Are Grae

California, Here I Come?

It has been quite tough since mom and dad have died. On the flip side, my aunt and uncle have been making sure that I'm taken care of; they've been having me come over once or twice a week for dinner. It's the littlest things that help out the most. My brother, Chris, has been calling every other day or so to check up on me as well. I miss him being around. Although, he did come to the funeral and stayed a couple of days with me. We mostly just boxed things up and cleaned, but I enjoyed his company. Now he's back in California and I'm stuck in this quiet, memory-filled house.

Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Cmon in!" I yell.
The door opens and Uncle Wayne pokes his head in.
"Hey girl. Jean sent me to come get you for dinner. Wanna join us?"
"Ummm... sure. Thank you." I answer.
"I'll be in the car waiting."
I turn the television off and grab my shoes. As I was bent down to tie them, something caught my eye. Hmmm... I crawl on the floor over to dad's favorite spot in the house and slide my hand beneath. I pull out his Bible and flip to the page he had marked.
"Ephesians 5:25- Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it."
As I read the highlighted text, I felt a tear stream down my cheek. I closed his Bible and sat it on the end table.
" Were mom and dad having marital problems?" I think to myself.
Quickly, I walk outside to my uncle, who was ashing out a cigarette. We got in his pick-up and drove away.

It was an unusually quiet trip to their home, mostly small talk here and there. We pulled into the drive about 25 minutes later. Aunt Jean opened her front door to greet us.
"Glad to see y'all made it safely." She ushers me in. "Does ham, scalloped potatoes, green beans and macaroni salad sound alright?"
"Of course, thank you." I smile at her, taking off my jacket and hanging it in the mud room closet.
"Well, it's ready. I just got the ham out of the oven and glazed it up." Aunt Jean boasts as she waddles down the hall and into the kitchen. I follow.
"Help yourself, Grae." Uncle Wayne chimes.
I made my plate and entered the dining room to be with Jean. She looked up from her plate and pulled out the chair beside her.
"Thank you so much for everything, Aunt Jean." I rub her shoulder.
"Ahhh... you know I love to cook, dear. Eat up. I'm sending you back with some leftovers as well." She begins to eat again.
A couple minutes of silence pass. We are stuffing our mouths full of all the deliciousness.
"Aunt Jean, this is by far the best ham I've ever put in my mouth." I compliment.
"Thank you." She replies. "I hope you eat well. This is the last time I'm cooking for you."
I cough, the food in my mouth suddenly became uneasy to swallow.
"Jean! Is this seriously the way you're going to treat your niece after she just lost her parents?! " Wayne yells.
"It's her fault that they're dead!" She screams back.
My Fault. I just sat there with my bottom lip in my lap, staring at this ruthless bitch. How did my parents death suddenly get pinned on me?
"She sent them out in that horrible storm for a damn anniversary dinner! She insisted that they went in the pouring rain!" She pounds.
"It is not her fault at all! Have some fucking respect! " my uncle shoots back.
"I'm sorry that I've been such a bother." I get up to leave.
"Don't you ever step a foot back on my property again, you murderer!" my aunt hisses. "My sister was ashamed of the person you've grown to be! You're going to hell for what you've done, Holland Grae!"
"Good bye." I call from the mud room.

"What in the actual fuck just happened?" I question aloud to myself as I walk the 8 blocks to the bus stop. The air was cool and brisk, burning my cheeks and eyes. As I waited for the bus, I replayed that tragic night over and over in my head. My eyes began to overflow with tears and I started to bawl. How can someone, especially family, be so... so... selfish?! They are the only relatives I have left in Georgia. I feel abandoned and miserable. The sound of the air brakes tear me away from my thoughts. The door swings open and I hop aboard.
"I wish this was going to China." I consciously say to my self.

I was back home, back to my lonesome about 40 minutes later. I sunk back into the couch and began thinking about what my aunt had said. Unable to control my emotions, I began to cry, once again. My brother will help me calm down. I pick up the phone and dial his cell phone number. After 2 rings, he answers.
"Hey sis." He says.
"How are you, bub?"
"I'm good, you?"
"Not the best." I admit to Chris.
"What's going on?" He asks sharply.
"Aunt Jean told me.. told me..." I try to clear the lump that was building in my throat. "She told me that it was my fault." I finally managed to get out.
"What's your fault, Grae?"
"That... that... MOM AND DAD DIED!!" I cry uncontrollably yet again.
"Are you fucking shitting me?! Let me call that bitch!" Chris shouts.
"Bub, please don't. You ain't gotta deal with them. I do."
"You ain't much longer! Move out here with me, you can live here, I got plenty of room for you. I know some people, you can get a job. You can stay here as long as you want. You know what? Fuck it. Pack your shit." Chris commands.
"Bub, I don't know. What about the house?"
"I'll take care of it, don't worry about it."
"That's a long way, Chris." I inform him.
"Just get your fucking shit packed. I'll be there Friday. Love you." He hangs up.
Friday as in this Friday? I gulp.
Ready or not... here I come, California. I guess.

Notes

What did you guys think of this chapter?
What do you think of Chris? And what will he do with the house.

Comments

Loved how sweetly you described the Sanders family. Also loved the talk with Jimmy and I'm really hoping Grae doesn't let that get to her!

seventhtrumpet seventhtrumpet
1/10/18

I hope she doesn’t listen to what Jimmy had to say about Matt, listen to your gut girl !

Rach Hell Rach Hell
12/24/17

Finally a new update my love and can I just say I LOVE IT!!!

seventhtrumpet seventhtrumpet
10/9/17

OH MY GOD
Alright so it turns out I re-read it all AGAIN and I started to love it even more. Some things were changed and it's even more amazing even though I didn't think it was possible! I didn't remember they had their first time without protection, Gooosh we all know what could possibly be the result ;)
And I love that he kind of intimidated her at the party, such a great chapter. And he said the words adfhasehfljlfjdklfgsdjfjsdkfdsfsd I'm hyped rn :D Please update soon?

seventhtrumpet seventhtrumpet
9/23/17

Glad I could be of use ;) I definitely know what this feels like, I have 10 stories on my laptop which I never get around to finish, I just didn't post them AND YOU DID and now I'm suffering because I really wanna know how you would have continued :(

seventhtrumpet seventhtrumpet
7/14/17