Crashing Into You

Music recommendation - Tell me where you've been by M.bronx

It was a Sunday but none like any other Sundays. This one had a group of people standing in an old cemetery all in black with umbrellas as the rain drizzled down, each saying their goodbyes and dropping flowers on a grave with sad looks on everyone's faces.

Camille stood in the middle of it all with unshed tears in her already swollen eyes. Her and her sister Dora stood there and watched everyone say goodbye and leave one by one before Camille stepped forward and crouched in front of her mother's grave. She caressed the engraved name ' Ryan Grace Meridith ' and sniffled.

"Mum". She whispered and smiled sadly.

Dora stepped forward and they both crouched down there together in silence, each to their own thoughts, but if you looked closely you could see they were silently giving each other comfort so easily.

"Goodbye Mum." Camille whispered and dropped her flowers before standing up and helping Dora stand up too.

She waited for Dora to also drop her flowers and say her last goodbyes before they walked to the car together. The drive home was quiet and even went on after the whole get-together at the house as they all ate and drank in the memory of their Mum with the church choir doing some numbers and the priest praying and blessing the occasion. Camille was quiet through it all and just nodded when concerned people walked up to her and her sister to render their condolences and offer kind words in memory of her mother..

"Thank you." Camille would whisper and try to smile.

When they were finally done for the day and thanked the last group of people to leave, Camille finally slumped on the couch and sighed out loud.

"Long day yeah?" Dora asked and sat down opposite her.

"Very long." Camille said and sighed again.

After sitting in silence for awhile, Dora finally stood up and grabbed her purse.

"Going to get a drink uptown." she said.

"Okay." Camille answered.

"Wanna come?" she asked.

"Nahhh I'll pass." Camille answered and smiled faintly.

"Okay." Dora said and left the house.

When Dora finally left, Camille stood up and went to the rooftop to get some fresh air and sat down to see Dora driving out of the premises. She thought back on how she had brought her mother severally to this same place every evening so they could watch the stars together. Thinking back to those times, Camille could have sworn that everything was perfect till that fateful evening when her mother had made the maids cook an extravagant dinner and made her wait for her sister only to say the words that still haunts Camille's sleep.

"You're adopted."

"You're adopted my sweet girl, I have been waiting for a perfect time when you become all grown up to tell you, but your father died and everything went to hell, so I decided to wait a little bit for you to heal but even after that I still didn't find the right time my dear. So now that I'm dying, I couldn't think of a better time to tell you my love." her mother had said.

Camille sighed as the words filtered into her ears again before closing her eyes to enjoy the evening breeze. As the wind brushed past her face, she thought of how relevant it was to find her birth mother and if she should really embark on the journey like her mother had asked her to before she died. Another thing Camille didn't quite understand was why her Mum so much encouraged her to go. She shook her head and sighed as she heard a car pull up in front of the house. She got up to check and saw it was Dora. Only then did it occur to her how long she had been sitting out there in the cold.

She returned to sitting down again because for some reason, the cold seemed to numb out some of the pain she was feeling.

"Still out here huh?" Dora said from behind her, disrupting her thoughts.

"It's better than getting soggy inside the house." Camille replied and smiled.

"You're damn right." Dora said and sighed before sitting next to her.

"Well you can always step outside for a drink and fresh air." she added.

"And get myself cramped up in a space with drunk sad middle-aged men, no thanks." Camille replied and scoffed.

"Proud rat." Dora said under her breath and Camille just chuckled from her sister's show of defeat.

Dora was always one to go out and go on vacations here and there, claiming traveling had some healing powers. Camille on the other hand found traveling very stressful and energy consuming, let alone the danger it could mean for her skin because she had a really sensitive skin.

"Guess we'll still have to face reality someday huh." Dora suddenly said, jolting her from her thoughts.

"By that you mean?" Camille asked with a raised brow.

"Mr Duncan was telling me about his house in Smallville estate he wants to put on lease very soon, like as soon as possible." Dora said, referring to the one client Camille never wanted to deal with personally so she always pushed him to Dora so much that the man was already aware so he never came to her.

Mr Duncan never approaches her for anything and would rather wait eternity for her sister because that's the only person he could push around as he liked.

"And he was telling you all of these where?" Camille asked with disgust in her voice.

"In church during mum's awakening." Dora said and sighed.

"That guy's a shell head." Camille said and shook her head slowly.

"Don't blame him much, he's just trying to pay for his grandson's chemo sessions." Dora said.

"You don't have to always defend him Dora, he doesn't have to be a dick to everyone for that." Camille said and sighed.

"Yeah you're right." Dora said and stood up to stretch before heading inside the house.

"Come in when you're ready, but don't freeze to death." Dora said at the doorway before stepping inside the house.

Camille sighed and finally got up to go inside as tomorrow was work day. Her and Dora had decided to resume work immediately after the burial and not drown in their sorrows.

With that last thought for the day, she decided to retire for the night to bed.