Hacking into my Hyper-linked Heart

Chapter 11-Online Dating for Dummies

My mother shrieked so loud I thought I was going to go deaf but unlucky me I could hear my mother go on about wedding and babies. So the next best thing was to drown this noise however the next sentence made me look up at my mother curiously.

“Myra, I guess you wouldn't need this anymore.” She said as she rummaged through her handbag. After a minute she dug out a book and handed to me.

As soon as I looked at the book in front of me I couldn't help but I look at my mother shocked whereas Sally erupted in laughter.

“MUM!” I yelled.

My mother nodded at me. “I know, It's bad of me to think you couldn't handle it but don't worry I have the receipt somewhere here.” She pointed at her handbag.

Am I honestly that bad? My own mother bought me a book, 'Online Dating for Dummies'. I guess she believes I don't have the capability to find a man which is very frustrating. She doesn’t understand that I never even tried to find a man before, ever. That is the main reason I haven’t introduced anyone to my mother. She thinks I lack the simple knowledge of meeting a guy and dating, how hard can it be?

“Yeah, you better return this.” I said as I handed her the book and glared at my so called best friend who was rolling over laughing. I couldn’t take this anymore so I stalked towards my bedroom.

I locked the door of the bedroom, just to make sure my mother or Sally don't decide to come in, because right now I just wanted to be alone. I sank down on to the floor, leaning my back against the door and looked around like I was seeing my bedroom for the first time. The sky blue wallpaper made the room look spacious than it really was, at one side of the wall my wardrobe and drawers were a lined. I looked towards the other end and there sat was my Hifi, I decided to listen to some music to try to escape my mind. There were only 3 major things going through my mind right now.

1.  Chris

2.  Finding a damn job

3.  My mother's view of my incapability to get a man

So I looked through my CD collection and picked up a random CD and inserted it in and pressed play. After a second my room was filled with music, I picked up my teddy from the bed and sat down on the floor with my back leaning against the bed. I closed my eyes trying to escape my reality but there was no chance of that with my mother in the apartment.

I heard a knock on my door. “Myra could I talk to you?”

I did the only thing I was good at, ignoring her.

“Myra.”

Still no reply from me.

“Myra.” She yelled.

“Yes.” I retorted back.

“Could I come in?”