Chapter 12

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Four months later


Tamara's POV

"Hey there little brother" I said as I entered the living room. I threw myself next to him on the couch.

"You're back early tonight" I was from a house party with Jay and Jas. I wasn't feeling the vibe so I decided to drive back home. Yup I got a car now. My mom bought it for me as a birthday present recently. And yes it's a mercedes baby. Mom's franchise was doing super well so a little s class wasn't a huge deal.

"The house party was boring" I sighed and looked at the TV, he was watching a movie. A phone vibrated.

"Tamara can you please pass me my phone" I took it out of the charger and his screen flashed

"Ooh la la she's cute bro" he had a message from a Maya and there was her pic next to her name.

"She's a friend" I chuckled

"I wasn't assuming anything" he glared at me and I just laughed at him. "I'm gonna go to my room don't stay up late okay?"

"I'm 11 not 5 Tamara" I chuckled.

"Goodnight Ty" I brushed his hair.

"Night Tam"

I walked to my room and started to strip my clothes as soon as I got in. I went to the bathroom and took my make up off. I looked at my straight hair. I wore it straight now. I love the way it complimented my face. I got in the shower and just let the hot water relax me.

A lot of things have happened in my life in the past four months. I finally graduated high school. It felt good waking up the next day knowing I don't have to wake up early to go to that school again.

Jay and I's friendship has grown rapidly I'm so glad he moved to California, we always hang out with Jas anywhere we want.

I finished taking a shower and went to my bed and took out my scrap book. I got this after Darin left. I really felt bad about how things ended between us and I couldn't handle that so I took mom up on her offer of seeing a therapist. I got a really good lady about mom's age who is super gorgeous I was even tempted to ask her if she's single but she's not and to top it off engaged.

One of the things that I stuck with even after our session had ended was having a scrap book to write about how I feel whenever I felt like writing. I had a lot of stuff I needed to say or saying to the wrong people that I wanted to let out. Stuff Rick needed to hear but he was dead so my therapist said I should write him a letter. She said even when that person isn't going to read the letter but letting it out on to something and not going back to it afterwards is what I needed so I wrote it and trust me if he had to read it he'd need a therapist to recover from what I wrote.

I also wrote a letter to myself. I hadn't been the best person to myself you know. I needed to properly apologize to me for filling me up with nothing but negative stuff, all the rage I had for Rick, the hurt, the fear, the hate and all the bad conclusions I had for people. I look at myself now in the mirror and I'm proud I'm still in this renewing myself journey. I'm not done yet but surely I'll get there one day.

My phone rang and I stopped writing, I looked at it and saw mom calling.

"My gorgeous mother" she blushed

"Who died and made you the queen of sarcasm?" I laughed I think she's the most sarcastic one.

"No one mom"

"I'm just checking up on you guys honey, are you guys okay?" She's currently in New York and she'll be back in two days.

"Yeah mom we're alright, Ty is downstairs. He's watching a movie."

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