When I got home after school, the first thing I did was to check my parents bedroom. Mom should have been asleep there. But she wasn't...
I went out from the bedroom and found my father talking to my brother.
"I need to talk to you, kids..." dad said.
"Mom is gone." I said.
"Well... yeah... I told her this morning... what I did, and then she just drove off."
"WHY?! Why did you do that?!" Jeffery shouted. "Why did you have to tell her! What if we'll never see our mom again?"
"Calm down, Jeffery!" I said. "It's best for us. Believe me."
"You aren't my mother! Don't tell me what to do!" Jeff said and hateful stared at me.
"I KNOW, but you don't have to be so mean! It was mom who drove away this time, it's not dads fault!" I said.
"Why do you defend dad when everything is his fault?" Jeff cried.
"Because I love our dad. And right now he's the only parent we live with."
With those words Jeffery started crying even more and he ran off to our room again.
Dad walked into his bedroom and then finally my tears came. And they didn't stop.
After half an hour, when my tears finally stopped rolling down my cheeks, I picked up dads phone, who lay on the kitchen table.
"Hi mom..." I heard how my voice cracked, and I cleared my throat.
"Hi sweetie..." I heard mom said and it sounded like she had been crying too. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be!" I said. "You'll come back, won't you?"
A long silence.
"I don't know... I was so upset. I'm sorry. I'm sitting on a plane to Bridgeport, to meet your uncle, Skype."
I felt my heart sink in my chest and I didn't know what to say.
"I'm sorry, Cece. I'll visit you, but right now I want to meet my brother. I need someone to talk to."
"How can you be so selfish!?" I screamed. "What about Jeffery and me?!"
Mom didn't answer, she just sighed. "I need to stop talking now, I shouldn't talk on the phone with anyone when I'm on the plane. I'll call you when I'm at the airport."
"NO! You can't just hang up on me!"
But she did.
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I took a shower, and when I came out from the bathroom, I saw Jeff sitting at the kitchen table, doing his homework. He was still crying and sobbing.
I sat down on the chair next to him. "Hi." I said and picked up my homework.
"Hi..." he whispered.
We did our homework in silence and then I looked at him. "How are you?"
He just stared at me.
I sighed. "Okay, I know. But it'll be all right, okay? Mom is in Bridgeport right now, but she'll be back soon, and then everything is going to be all right."
Jeff nodded. "Good."
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But the years went by and soon I started high school. Mom had still not showed up since the day she left. Both me, my brother and dad had talked to her on the phone, but we never met.
I had understood that she now had a new boyfriend and was still living in Bridgeport. I felt abandoned, and I knew that Jeff felt the same way.
But I was like Jeff's mother now. I read bedtime stories for him and took care of him.
He were still angry at dad, after all those years. And what I knew, dad didn't feel so good. We never saw that green alien woman again, and since mom left, dad hadn't met any other woman.
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