druffine | Betrayal of Dreams

I think, I broke my mom.

She asked me, what I was doing all day. I said, I am online, chatting, working on my site.
Joyful she yelled at my father who was as always positioned in front of the computer: "She has a internet site! Get online, I want to look at it!"

I could only avert this by wide eyes and frantically headshaking and she looked at me worried.

"It's nothing, Dad should see!" I whispered and we got him distracted. Knowing that my father is a little narrow minded and already freaking if someone is only poking him playfully in the belly button, I am so glad I could get around that conversation!

After a few minutes of curious glances from my mom I finally told her that I was writing, Buffy/Angel still. That it was a grown-up site with grown-up stories. Her eyes lit up. She loves this sappy little novels you can buy for a few pennies everywhere.

"But I am not writing women and men, I am writing men and men..." having sex. Was what I wanted to say but I drifted off, when she flunk herself back in her seat and started crying.

An eyebrow cocked I stared at her, not sure if I should laugh or weep with her, whatever was the cause of this emotional breakthrough. My mom only cried two times before, that she let me see it, when her grandmother died and when we (me and my brother) broke the porcelain plate, her grandmother gave to her.

"You'll never get into a normal relationship again! Right?" she finally said and I just blinked at her. Then she kicked me out. (as in I had to leave her apartment and go to mine, sorry if you were worried!)

Hey mom, I know, you speak no word English and you will never find this but, I am sorry that I can't fulfill that little dreamworld you had of me. Let's call it equal now, okay?

Dru