long way from home..

after the exceedingly long argument that lasted for days, and all the screaming, crying, and goodbyes. it was the day. i was finally leaving maine. my mother yelled for me to get in the car. i took one last breathe of the clean, mountain air, and forced myself into the car. the further west we got, the more sick i felt. ya see, i havent seen, or talked to my brother, father, or cousin since i was small. and my mom thinks i should get to know the rest of my family. but frankly, i didnt need to. Ive been perfecty content with out them for years.. but of course thier was the occasional wondering. wondering what they were like,what they looked like, and what thier lives were like as well.but like i said, I didnt see why i had to bring these people into my life, when i was fine without them. besides, my father seemed like an ass hole in plain english, for leaving my mom, and i dont forgive him. my mom just couldnt fathom me not wanting to meet the rest of my family. So. shes dragging my butt to Tulsa,Oklahoma. and were going to be here for a while. the car ride was almost entirely quite, until my mom broke the uncomfortable silence. "listen ky..i know you dont want to go, but you cant go through your life not knowing the other side of you family." my mom said sympetheticly, as she lit a cigarette. i coughed " mah, come on dont smoke in the car" i said waving my hand to get the smoke out of my face. my mom gave me the cigarette and i threw it out the window. "mom. its done. its whatever, im not going to complain about it, il meet them...if it makes you happy." I said trying to hide my sadness. i saw my mom flash a small toothless smile. i stared out the window blankly. seeing other cars driving the opposite direction of us on the highway. lucky them. going to maine. i was never a complainer, but this was an exception. After listening to every sad song i had on my ipod, my mom telling me what oklahoma is like, and what my father was like, we were finally stopping at a hotel in kentucky. it was 11 o clock at night and i was beat. so i fell right into bed. but my mind refused to rest, racing thoughts distracted me from sleep. Goodbye maine, Hello oklahoma.