Him

Chapter 28

Wesley's POV

-I told you everything. I was super transparent. I loved you excessively. I trusted you with all of my heart. And you broke all of that trust into a million pieces when you decided to sleep with my fucking brother!

My ears surely must be deceiving me. This cannot be true.

I push the door open and my parents look at me as if I have grown two heads.

'Wesley-' I silence my father immediately with my index finger then look at my mom. Her hands are shaking and her face looks pale.

'Is this true?' I ask her. Her lips part but no words come out. My jaw clenches. Fingers digging deep into my palms.

'Amber is this fucking true!' I yell and she jumps in fear. Tears stroll down her cheeks and her lips start  trembling.

My eyes widen in shock as realization hits me.

She did do it. It is true. I can't believe this.

My eyes withhold so much disgust for her. I silently look at her. I want her to always remember me standing here, looking at her with nothing but shame as she let me down. This moment marks the day I lose my respect for her. How could she do this? I don't even know what to say to her.

I walk towards her and stand a footstep away. I can't even recognize the woman standing in front of me. She has lied to me my entire life. She cannot be the same woman that I admired and looked up to my entire life. This has to be a joke. Or a dream. My Amber would never do such. She would never betray her loved ones.

Except, she just did. She betrayed me.

All the memories rush back to me. How I carried bitterness in my heart thinking that my father just abandoned us. How that destroyed and completely changed me. I understand now. Now it makes sense. When we would ask why dad left, Amber never really had an answer. Ever.

'Read my lips woman. I am ashamed to call you my mother. This is absolutely appalling. You are not my mother' I say this with meaning and apathy, but also with a shattered heart. I feel betrayed and deceived. My mother, I mean the mother that I know, would never do this to me.

She shakes her head vigorously. Tears are still running down her cheeks.

'No, you don't mean that' she whimpers. Choking on her own spit. She attempts to touch me and I harshly jerk her hand away. Every bone in my body feels like strangling her. Resurrecting my destructive anger from the ancient past. The rage flowing in my blood is unbearable.

Yet, another part of me is just weak and shocked. That my own mother, whom I trusted and lived for, betrayed me and cut me deeper than any knife can.

My emotions are jumbled. On one side I am livid and on the other I am just shattered and devasted. I take steps back from my mother and she drops to her bed and cries. Repeating the word please with her bloodshot red, gloomy eyes glued on me.

I shift my eyes to my father who is just staring at me. Assessing my motions and behaviour. With his hands in his pockets, he adamantly keeps his eyes on me. My mind winds back to two days ago when I met Blaze at the beach.