“Are you giving me an ultimatum?”
Ames blew out a breath and resisted the urge to just hang the phone up. Instead they took a deep breath and another, until they were sure their words would come out calm. “No, Mom, I’m just telling you what I need.”
Ames ground their teeth. But, they didn’t respond to the name. Not until their mother sighed deeply on the other end of the line. “I’ve told you I don’t want to use that name.”
“But, it is yours. I don’t see the problem-”
“That’s the exact problem. You don’t see a problem disrespecting me and who I am. That’s why I don’t call and I don’t come home. Just because I am not who you and Dad assumed I’d be when I was born doesn’t mean I don’t deserve that respect. So, yes, if you can’t give it to me, I won’t call or accept calls from you. I’m sorry if you find that impossible to overcome.”
Ames hung up the phone and drew in a deep breath. They had done what they needed to, but it still hurt. But, they hoped the sharp ache once was better than the constant battering of disappointment in their family.
Today’s Just Jot It January prompt was “ultimatum” by Itinerary Planner. I wasn’t sure I’d come up with something for this one. Of course, as soon as I had that thought, Ames started talking. So, I did manage to get something down anyway.