Brianna's POV
Everybody loves a little bit of rain …. right? Especially on a hot sunny day few minutes to the end of your hectic management meeting...Welcome to my world …. I'm Brianna Cosmelis. The only child and daughter of Damien Cosmelis and Li San Cosmelis... And just like you I wasn't always this grumpy... But situations happen... situations which we can't control....I lost mama in a car accident five years ago … I was only fifteen then... Dad was never the same … I was never the same … Nobody was the same. That woman was the bond in the house. With her gone. Nothing was in order for at least a year. The disgusting aspect of it all was when father thought he could replace my mother with a woman. I never agreed to it. I moved out of the house in a fit of rage... That was me being mature I could have ended that woman there and then. I am my fathers most priced asset after all. I'm not meant to be thinking about all this right now "Miss Cosmelis … We need your opinion on the matter at hand." I snapped back to reality. "Brief the matter to me ...." I leaned back into my chair. She started talking about the matter again... I was not focused... I couldn't focus. I had to get out of here. I can't survive here right now. Especially today.... It is mamas' death anniversary. I cut the head of the financial department short of her statement " I'm sorry.... I can't do this … Not now... Please forward the details to Melissa. Thank you so much. I pushed my chair back then I stood up to leave …. The board were looking at me... They felt pity for me …A feeling that made it appear as if I looked weak. I could be many things... never weak. My mama would never appreciate me showing weakness definitely not after her death. I walked into my office immediately heading for the elevator in it leading directly to the underground car park. I walked into my car and took my seat in the driver's space. I dropped my handbag on the passenger's seat, and I pushed the start button on my car. I backed out and I drove to my family's graveyard. On getting there, I parked neatly and grabbed my handbag, taking it with me. I felt raindrops fall as soon as I stepped out of the car. I shut the door leaving my umbrella in the car. At least the sky felt my pain. I went into the graveyard, and I located her grave. I forgot to buy her flowers.... Again. I looked around the graveyard and I saw a pretty rose growing. I cut it and placed it on her grave.... "Mama. It's your daughter.... Brianna." My voice was choked. "Maman, I miss you so much …. life is difficult without you.... Why did you have to die so early...."I let the tears fall freely...…If only I had been there … My father never let me go out that day. She died on her fucking birthday and my father was right next to her in the car. How was it that she was the only one who died. The driver didn't die. Mi padre didn't die. Why was it that she died. I would get to the bottom of it one day. I sighed and looked at her grave one last time before pulling a sunglass out of my bag. " Maman. I know you will want me to be happy... I will try to be. I will always be with you Maman …." With that I left the graveyard. Heading back to my car. My phone rang. It was my father. I answered it "what do you want?" I spoke, cutting his pleasantries with me. "We need to talk. Today." I got into my car and pushed the start button. "If it doesn't make sense papa. I will bloody block you from my life." His new wife, Fiona, thought it was the best time to kick in "That's no way to speak to your father." I scoffed "You don't get to correct me. You are not my mother." With that I ended the call and then I connected my phone to my car to listen to my usual songs. I cried when one of my mother's favorite came on. I smiled through the tears that were brimming in my eyes. I have to see that idiot today my step siblings will be there too. I thought to myself, and I increased my acceleration. Driving towards the house I once lived in.