HIS MOTHER
BRIA
I woke up with a heavy head and a weird and strange dream. Dream of him. Eeewuuu...!
I brushed my teeth and freshened up. I headed to the kitchen as my body was craving for my daily caffeine dose. I heard voices coming from the kitchen when I neared it. They belonged to a male and a female.
I hide behind the wall to listen to their conversation. Some habits don't change easily! They were arguing about something. I recognised the voices but kept quiet as I wanted to listen to more.
"Please talk to me. Come home." the female voice begged, and I felt the love and sadness in her voice.
"Why? What's left there to come for? I have told you many times before, and I am telling you the same thing again. Stop bothering me. I don't want to see your face." The man shouted at the woman, and all I wanted to do was march there and bang his head on the expensive granite countertop.