Broken Strings

The Arrival Scene

Some people say that new experiences expand your mind, expand your horizon and it's true, they do, but not when they destroy everything you knew. I like new things, new people, new surroundings but not when they send my mom into a distant mindset I can't reach. Not when they send my dad into the bed of his co-workers. Not when they send my mind spiraling in a dozen different directions, because I'm already spiraled enough as it is.

The south is where I'm now going to be living, my original home and where my moms childhood memories lie. I'm hoping it will be for the best but honestly I'm scared as an elephant is of a mouse. I've lived in the city since I was five. I've grown accustomed to having someone right across the street, now there won't even be someone in sight for miles. Mom says that I'm just over thinking it all, that there are neighbors and towns and people. She says I'll be going to the school she went to and that if most people stayed around, will be glad because she left a good imprint in the gravel where she grew up.

I slept most of the plane journey but woke up in time to see Georgia from the sky. Now I'm in a car that my moms sister bought her a little while after she told her that we'll be moving here. Until my mom gets herself back on her feet we'll be staying in my Aunts home along with her ranch.

Mom says her family has been dirt poor at times but always managed to bring themselves back up, but even with a roof overhead, they were never truly satisfied. Mom promised once when she was about fourteen, that she'd make it in life, that she'd make money and provide herself and her family so they wouldn't always have to worry. Mom kept her promise and went to school to become a doctor, but when that didn't work out she tried for law school. She became a lawyer, one of the best in her department, and started sending money to her family. She wanted to share her success with her family but they ignored her, was scared that if they came into her life again they would ruin everything.

Her dad was always proud though, was always there to cheer her on and always pushed her to be better. Now she has made enough money to provide for the rest of her life and help me a little ways after. That's why she was able to retire and move back home to end everything where it all began.

We've been in the car for a little over an hour now and I'm halfway through my book which has made my eyes hurt. Reading in the car always does that to me, but yet I never learn my lesson. I decided to cut short on the reading and look out the window. The silence was driving me insane but the view calmed me a bit.

It was nice and open, and there were houses with lots of land once we left the small city or town where the airport was. "Music?" I asked and my mom nodded in response. I set my phone up to the car radio and played Home by Edward Shape and The Magnetic Zeros. The windows rolled open and I looked over at Mom, seeing her hand press the button to roll the window down then return to grip the steering wheel.

Her knuckles were white and I could tell she was biting her lip again. Mom was beautiful, her dirty blonde hair and flawless white face, her green eyes, and her cheekbones. She was beautiful, the kind of beautiful that should be making a big deal about itself but she doesn't let herself be made a big deal of. Lately though she's been looking her age, and bags have began to form under her saddened eyes. Her hair is always up or pulled back now and I can see her loosing weight.

I'm worried about her and I wish I could help some way. I put my hand on her shoulder and rub little circles on her with my thumb, she looks over at me and gives me a sad smile which I give in return.

"Things will be okay sweetheart don't worry."
"And by that do you mean you're okay and I shouldn't worry?"

She shakes her head lightly and returns her gaze to the road. "I'm sorry." She says quietly and it seems she isn't speaking to me anymore. "Mom don't be sorry, okay? And of course I'm am going to worry about you! You haven't been eating or sleeping and we had to leave home because of--- I'm just trying to say that I'm sorry I don't how to help you."
I look down at my knees and clasp my hands together, taking a deep breath to dismiss all the emotion I have.

I don't like emotion, it gets in the way all the time and yet they are always around. My mom's words knock me out of my daze and I look up at her, "You don't have to worry about me sweetheart. I promise I'll be okay, I am just a little dazed right now." I nod, "Okay."
"I love you."
"I love you too."

The first chapter for now! Please let me know what you think :) Sorry it is so short but they will get a little longer.
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