In His Eyes

I still remember

Mother

Was  once again the name that flashed across my phone screen as it vibrated on the black countertop.

I stared at the screen as emotions I didn't even know I possessed  seem to awaken within me as I thought of the woman that had given  birth to me .

You could call her the empress of iniquity even though she likes to play oh so holy holy .

It's sickly unnerving how mother used to look at me as if I was so undeserving , me a replica of her down the T,  yet she preferred my sister as the things she was willing to do made her prettier.

All down to when she used to f**k our stepfather,  Mother did not hate her but  continued to love her like no other , hell she even praised her for such a brazen and vulgar behavior.

I guess being  cocksucker does make you a winner.

In fact if you  didn't know her wouldn't ever believe she was a Minster, one of the Lord God almightys' leaders

Someone who was supposed to craft the minds of young teenagers

I picked up the phone and answered with a monotone voice as a I placed the call on speaker

"Hello" came her honeyed voice through the small device that laid on the countertop.

" Hello mother " I greeted once again

"So you finally decided to answer? , And here I thought you forgot you have family that still lived here."

" ....." Before I could answer she continued droning on about things that didn't really hold my interest

It wasn't until she inquired about how long I've been back that I zoned back into the conversation.

"Angela"

"Hmm I'm listening mother "

"Do you know how many times I have called you Angela and not once had you answered or replied , Are you aware of how that grieves a mother for her only child, her only daughter to ignore her?"

"Oh so it's now indeed that you have  realised i'm your only child?, I guess  Annabelle most not be around currently."

"

Angela  why most you be so aggressive ? Have you forgotten that this is you mother your talking to so quickly?"

" How can I ever especially with all the ways you've blessed me growing up , One simply can't just forget the past mother."

" So instead you choose to linger their and not grow to your full potential?"

"No I'm not lingering,  on contrary I'm learning  how to forgive the people who hurt me in a sense ."

"Hmm is that so ?"

" yes and I do believe you were one involved not so?,  well that is if memory serves me right."

"Involved with what exactly?"

"My misery mother or have you forgotten in just two years how you've hurt me?"

" Hurt you ?"  She questioned into the phone sounding quite appalled as if you had no clue to what exactly I was accusing her of.

I swear this woman deserves an Oscar for being such a brazen lair it was a pity that she absolutely detested actors.

"Well what exactly would you call  choosing  her over me , over my feelings and emotions, how would you describe choosing to sacrifice my happiness for a forty-three (43) thousand dollar dress ,you even  sent  me away despite my protest."

I stated to my mother while  releasing all the raw emotions I tried to suppress earlier  into my voice.

She didn't care ,I mean I knew she wouldn't before I had even said it ,as my mother didn't possess an ounce of remorse in her entire being , it was always and may even always will be what you could and or would give her, not how would we accomplish it together.

And I was right as not even a second later,  there came in the underlying question of why couldn't you just be happy for your 'sister'.

But the question in return is how can one be happy for a monster.

"Angela I don't remember raising you to be selfish," funny I don't remember you raising me at all was what I wanted to inject and say,

" Nor do I understand why you simply  can't just let go and move on from the past."

I remained quite I don't even think I was hearing her right .

"  Darling Enrico is happy, heck for last couple of years he's been overjoyed  and currently your sister and him are expecting a baby."she cheered

It was as if I had gone deaf from the enthusiasm in her voice towards the end of her statement.

However the thought to tell her that he's only been happy because of recently he finally got some good p***y did cross my mind once or twice.

"Angela , did you hear me ?"

"Are you listening?"

"I said you are going to be an aunty."Now it appeared as through she was mocking me as she knew I had heard her but she wanted to rev in the pleasure of knowing that the news of  them expecting should hit me like a blow in the face trying to twist the knife that had been placed in my heart years  previously.

Instead

"Praised be ," was the sarcastic reply that came as I couldn't help rolling my eyes wondering what Mother wanted from me was I supposed to applaud and recite a bible verse  wishing that Annabella stayed fruit and that they continued to multiply abundantly.

No I refused to be a pawn in her games.

"Angela " My mother stated in exasperation.

I guess she wasn't getting the response or reactions she was looking for.

My apologies Gracelyn  but you won't live to see those word come from me.

"I do not know what it is that  you are  holding against your sister...."

"I thought earlier you clarified I was an only child?"

"Angela" My mother stated harsher than before ,I remember her doing this as a child it was her warning not to say anymore.

But I wasn't a child anymore I didn't have to abide by her rules.

" I have not called you to fight nor argue, only to see how you been and also to inform you that your sister would like to see and speak with you." She stated as though she was biting her tongue

"May I ask why?" I replied growing tired of this conversation

"Actually I'm not quite sure why,"  the minute those words left My mothers' mouth I knew it was bullshit those women came together and concocted as if they were hens  laying  an egg .