Curfew

Jeremy turned on his phone, 2am. Late again, he knew that this time his father would kill him. Not if he didn’t know Jeremy was out so late, I’ll just sneak in Jeremy thought. The house was dark and quiet. Jeremy slowly turned the handle and gently pushed open the door. He hadn’t even taken a step inside when the living room light turned on, revealing his father glaring at him from a nearby chair.

“Where have you been?” growled his father. “Do you have any idea what time it is?”

Jeremy rolled his eyes and sighed, “yeah dad I know it’s 2, but I’m eighteen now and I can stay out as long as I want to. I’m an adult remember?”

“Well as long as you’re living in my house, you will live under my rules! Where the hell were you anyways?”

“None of your business dad!” The anger in Jeremy’s voice was hard to hide. “I’m tired of you treating me like a kid! I’m tired of you controlling every aspect of my life! Why can’t I just hang out with my friends without being interrogated!”

Jeremy stormed out of the room, leaving his stunned father standing in the living room. “Come back here young man! We are not done talking about this.” But, Jeremy ignored him and slammed the door of his bedroom.

The next morning, Jeremy dashed down the stairs almost tripping on the packed suitcase. When he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw his father standing cross armed in front of the door.

“If you think you’re an adult, you can start acting like one.” Jeremy’s father spit the words out like fire.

“So you’re kicking me out, over a fight about curfew?”

“I’m tired of you walking around like you’re entitled. Get a job, buy an apartment, pay rent, I don’t care what you do, but you are no longer welcome in my house!”

Jeremy stood there in disbelief. He grabbed his suitcase and left the house without saying another word. He got in his car and started driving. He didn’t know where to go, or what to do. Jeremy couldn’t believe that his father had actually kicked him out. Jeremy felt so alone, he had no one. He drove and drove until he pulled up in front of a red brick house with a wildflower garden out front. Jeremy sat out front working up the courage to knock on the front door. When he did a woman in her mid-forties answered.

“Is there something I can help you with?” she questioned.

“Uhh yes…” Jeremy responded looking down at his shoes. “I’m your son Jeremy. You left me and my father when I was three years old. The shock on her face was hard to mask. “I’m sorry for bothering you. It was stupid of me. You have your own life and clearly don’t want me in it. I’ll leave now.”

“No wait! Come inside, I’ll make some tea and we can talk.”

Jeremy entered the house. The inside wasn’t very big, but it felt like home. Pictures of him as a baby were framed on a table in the foyer, and a large fireplace in the living room next to the kitchen.

“Make yourself at home!” She called over her shoulder as she rushed to make the tea.

A while later she handed him a cup and sat down on the chair across from him. They both just looked at each other not knowing where to begin.

“I’m sorry.” His mom started “I should never have left you, and I’ve thought about you every day since I left. I just had to get away from your father. He tried to control every aspect of my life and I needed to be free.”

Jeremy stared at her in disbelief. He had no idea his mother cared about him so much. He didn’t know there was someone out there who understood how controlling his father was. “I forgive you.”

“I really want you to be a part of my life Jeremy. So tell me, why did you come here today?”

“I came because my dad kicked me out. I have nowhere to go and no one, but you. I want you in my life too. Would you ever let me stay here until I figure out what I want to do with my life?”

“Of course Jeremy!” She said as she wrapped her arms around Jeremy.

From that point on Jeremy had a home where he felt safe and loved. His mother helped him figure out that he wanted to become a physical therapist. She helped him through college, and supported all of his hopes and dreams. Jeremy was so glad that he had approached her for help and was glad to have a relationship with his mother. In the end, Jeremy was able to get everything he wanted in his life, and lived happily from that point on.