Chapter 42 Part 2: That Would Have Been Much Better With Fireworks

*KELSEY'S POV*

            

KELSEY: Hey sis, can I talk to you?

AMY: Sure...what's up?

KELSEY: I don't really know how to say this...

AMY: Did you wreck my car?

KELSEY: No...

AMY: Are you pregnant?

KELSEY: No...

AMY: Then we got no problems...what is it?

KELSEY: See, somehow I don't think you'll see it that way...

AMY: For crap's sake, just tell me Kels..

KELSEY: Edmund and I are moving...we found a house...

Amy is silent for awhile.  

KELSEY: See?  I told you.

AMY: *sigh* Well, how can I be mad?  You're an adult, you're married...of course y'all want your own place.

KELSEY: You're not mad?

AMY: Not really...I want to be...because I'm going to miss you...my knee jerk reaction is to tell you to stay, but I can't do that.  

KELSEY: Why not?  Mom does it all the time.

AMY: Compare me to Mom one more time and we will have problems...have you told Bec or Zoey?

KELSEY: I figured you and Zoey would be the easiest to tell...and maybe you can help me tell Bec...

AMY: Pussy.

KELSEY: I know...but...

AMY: I know, it's Bec.  Okay pansy-ass..I'll help you.

*REBECCA'S POV*

Something is definitely up.  Amy fixed dinner and asked that we all show up...and she and Kelsey have been so secretive lately.  They have to know they can't keep a secret from me for long...keeping a secret from me is like trying to keep my son from popsicles.

ZOEY: So, what's going on?

KELSEY: Um...well...

REBECCA: Wait...where's Edmund?  Oh no, are you all getting a divorce?

KELSEY: What?! No!  Why would you think that?

REBECCA: Well, it's obvious something is going on...

KELSEY: *deep breath* Okay, I'm just going to tell you...

Kelsey looks over to Zoey and I can barely hear her when she speaks.

KELSEY: Edmund and I...found a house...and we're going to be moving out.

I can't help it.  I gasp.

Kelsey looks over to me and this anger wells up inside me.

REBECCA: Why are you all moving?  We have plenty of room here.

KELSEY: Yeah, plenty of room now, but what about when Zoey and Amy have babies...or if you have another one...or if you find a man and move him in here?

REBECCA: None of that is happening right now.

KELSEY: You moved out into Richard's house when Brody was a baby.

REBECCA: That was different.  I thought things were going to work out with him...and you saw how great that worked out.

KELSEY: Well, how would you have felt if we told you no, you're not moving out, Richard should move in here?

REBECCA: You all hated him!  Does anyone here wish that Richard had lived with us?

AMY: No.

ZOEY: Uh, that's a HELL no for me.

REBECCA: There ya' go...what about Brody?

KELSEY: What about Brody?

REBECCA: He's going to be crushed that his favorite Aunt Kaka isn't living with him anymore.

KELSEY: He'll be fine, Bec.

REBECCA: He needs you....

KELSEY: I'm not his mother.

REBECCA: What about me?  I need you...we have lived under the same roof almost our entire lives...me and you...Amy went off to college...we have always been together.

AMY: Wait a second...so I don't get to miss her?

REBECCA: Well, you seem completely fine with it...

AMY: *hot-headed nature comes out* Because I knew what a freakin' wack job you would be!

REBECCA: I'm sorry, but she's my little sister that I've always been closer to than you...

AMY: Whoa, what?!

REBECCA: We're closer in age...

AMY: That's awfully funny because she came to me with this first.

ZOEY: *under breath* yeah, because that helps this whole conversation...

KELSEY: Guys, please...you're making this harder than it should be...

REBECCA: Whatever, Kelsey.  If you want to leave me and Brody that bad, that's fine...you go ahead.

AMY: Here we go with the guilt trip.  You got Mom whispering in your ear?

REBECCA: At least I have Mom!

And that I believe is what they call a breaking point.

I regret it as soon as I say it.

Amy doesn't even glare at me.  I almost wish she would...I wish she would say something, but she has shut down.  The look she is giving me is so cold.

She starts storming out the door.

REBECCA: Amy, wait...

AMY: No, no, that's fine...

REBECCA: I'm sor-

AMY: Save it...honestly, I'm done...

REBECCA: What?

AMY: You heard me, I'm done with you.  I honestly don't care if I ever see your face again.

She walks out the door, slamming it, and I burst into tears.