Raven Legacy 1.2- A New Start

Dear Diary…

Sorry if my writing is wobbly, I’m writing in the cab. You’re probably wondering why I’m in a cab. Well, I’ll start from the beginning…

About a couple days was my 18th birthday. I hadn’t had a party, cake or even  any acknowledgement. I had just come back from job searching, to no avail. I really wanted something to do with music…

Ever since Dad died, I’ve taken up guitar. It was one of his many gifts to me, but I’d been so spoiled, I hadn’t really used. But Now, for 4 years, I’ve been pouring all of my emotions into this instrument. I wanted to take it seriously now… but enough of that, back to the day…

I was about to go into the kitchen to make myself some pasta, when I heard the romance channel (no, not Porn, just some boring channel with people having problems and saying soppy stuff) switch off, and mum called to me

“Happy 18th birthday” I froze, and walked to sit next to her

We stayed silent for a bit, then Mum said

“You realize it’s been exactly 4 years since he’s gone…” She was fighting back tears, and couldn’t even look at me. And of course I knew it was 4 years, I’d been counting every day I couldn’t be with him. Why does mum bring up so many private things. I’m 18 now, not 8.

Instead Mum looked at me… Well, in my direction, but her eyes didn’t register anything. They looked bloodshot and… dead. Quietly I stood up, but she didn’t follow me with her eyes. One word popped into my head Blind.

“Mum…” I asked, waving my hand in front of her. She followed my voice, and didn’t see my hand. I sat down. “How long have you been blind?”

“2 years” That long. I realized I was so wrapped up, that I never noticed her. But what she said next was truly chilling…

“I’m dying”

“WHAT!” Ok, so I sort over reacted. Mum didn’t say anything else, and had a normal conversation, saying I’d taken after Miles’ gift of music, and how she thought it would be great if I moved to Bridgeport, and moved in a flat with some people my age (Oh, I haven’t written much about them have I. Well, I wanted to be in a band, and also move to the city, when I saw one of the boys from high school was in a band, and they were looking for a guitarist, and they (other band members) were also looking for a roomate. Perfect or what. If you’re wondering how I knew the boy, I had a MASSIVE crush in the first and second form… Not after that, of course…)

Soon of course I lost it. I jumped up at shouted at her how she was so negative, and wanted to leave me, and how I loved her…Loved… I never really liked Mum, always to strict… But I always loved her… I didn’t know I was crying until I tasted salty tears.

She looked so hurt I felt guilty. I only realized that  she’d stopped dying her black hair platinum blonde. It turned grey (gray, I don’t know). Also, she seemed skinnier, like she’d stopped eating. Come to think about it, I hadn’t seen her eat for the last 4 years. How selfish was I.

I couldn’t help it, I ran out, so she wouldn’t see me cry helplessly. My face felt soaked, when I heard a thump which was my mother falling into her chair. I knew I’d lost both parents on my birthdays. Nice Presents. Coincidence? God sure sometimes has a horrid sense of humour. I went to say the final goodbye to my mother.

“Goodbye Mum…”

I picked up my bag, and left for my new life. My older sister (Kestrel was twice my age) was coming as soon as possible to lay mother to rest. I was own. And I couldn’t wait.

YAY!!! Last sad intro chapter completed, now, some drama, but not as sad. I feel really guilty for Renn.