Initiation: A Novella (Initiation Trilogy Book 1) by Marie Franny

Author:Marie, Franny [Marie, Franny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Franny Marie
Published: 2015-05-29T07:00:00+00:00

I better go see my mom about this.

Chapter 7

My mind races on all the shit that has been happening to me these past two days, and it's making me screwed up in my head bad. I will never understand why they have Leanne and what do they need her for? Why couldn't they just come after me and not her since she didn't do shit to them. I get up and head back into my car, starting it up and head down the road to the nearest flower shop I can find.

I walk into the place and the bell rings as I push the door open and it smells of roses. The room is brightly lit and the air in the place feels cool and fresh. The guy at the register keeps his gaze on me, I'm not looking at him, but I can feel it. I walk up and down the aisle trying to find the perfect shade of purple roses for my mom’s tombstone which I spend a few minutes doing so and succeed. I hold the neatly wrapped and beautifully decorated bouquet of roses giving a small smile. Perfect for my mom. Walking up to the cashier to pay, I take a small smell of the roses.

“How are you today?” he asks, his tone void of compassion.

Like he gives a fuck. “Fine and you?” I respond, my tone matching his and my eyes focused on him.

He scans the roses and nods.

“Will that be all?” Flat, like a tire that blew on the highway. Flat, like a popped balloon.

“Yeah,” I say, annoyed. Why does he keep looking at me like he's got a fucking problem or something?

“That will be fifteen dollars even.” His eyes never leave mine as he rips off the price tag before handing the roses to me. I wish he would wipe that fucking smirk off his face. I ignore it and give him sixteen dollars cash.

“Keep the change,” I say in a gruff tone and walk out the door.

I get into the car and set the flowers down on the passenger seat, switching on the ignition and driving down the road to my mom's grave site.

*****

After a while, I finally make it to my mom's grave. I walk around the other tombstones and try to find hers. I always seem to forget where she is at, so I guess I better start visiting her more often, but I know she's always around me in spirit. When I finally find her grave, I take a seat on the bench across from her, keeping the roses in my hand.

I smile and think back to when all I use to get her is purple roses; her birthday, mothers day, hell, even Christmas. She'd put on a huge grin and her eyes would light up with excitement. She would give me a big, tight hug and a kiss on the cheek, then she'd immediately take out the old ones and put the new ones in the vase with fresh water.

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