Words Meant A Lot (Jamie Campbell Bower)

Chapter 8: Gideon's Letter

Tessa's POV

"Tessa, is everything alright?" my mother asked, helping me move the last box into the kitchen of my new house. Yes, I hadn't planned to buy a house but a lady who lived a few houses away from us renovated her house and had it for sale. Dad saw it the next day after and told me about it. Four months ago, I was on the hunt for a house that was perfect for the twins and I and Mrs. Dario's house was the one. I was just a few houses away from my parents but that didn't mean that I'd take advanatage of that. I knew my priorities so I would not go out much. On the week days, I would just stick to my usual schedule of dropping my children off at the daycare, going to work, coming from work, picking them up and then home.

"Tessa?" my mom said, shaking me out of my thoughts.

"I'm fine," I assured her.

"When she sees a cockroach, I bet she's gonna call dad," Josh laughed along with mom.

"I would not," I defended myself even though part of me knew that I would do that. I hate cockroaches! Stress on the word hate.

"I'm not 21 anymore, I am older and I am a single mother of two kids," I reminded them.

"I thought Jamie would have called or contacted you in some way," mom pouted. A heavy silenced followed her comment and it did for a while until I responded.

"I don't care anymore. I've raised Jessie and Jay for over a year with the help of my family. That's enough. He knows about them."

"Well, you're all set," Krystal said, handing me a letter, saying that ny father got that in the mail this morning. I rested it on the kitchen counter without even glancing to see who it was from. Mom decided to stay the night even though I begged her not to. Josh and Krystal left shortly after and I started unpacking Jay and Jessie's stuff while they slept in their cribs. It was literally the worst to hunt for 2 cribs within 3 weeks for them. I unpacked 3 boxes and decided to go for water after to see mom asleep with the television staring at her instead. I opened the refridgerator which was kind of empty since tomorrow I had to go grocery shopping. I chugged down a small bottle of water quickly, taking little breaks in between to breathe. A white envelope caught my attention which I remembered dad found in the mail at home. I read the front lining which was addressed to me and did not show the address it came from. I opened it and sat on the kitchen counter reading it.

Dear Tessa,
Good morning or afternoon according to the time it is over in your country. This is Gideon writting to you and I do know about your encounter with Master James in Mexico a few weeks ago. I would have apologized for his behaviour but I can't. I am very angry at his behaviour but Master James is his own person. I would like you to know the reason he left is unknown to me. He refuses to tell me but I must say that he is such a stupid person at times. However, I heard Master James saying that they looked a lot like him who for some reason cannot be a proper father figure. I would love to see them in person which brings me to another reason why I am writing this letter. I will be visiting New York tomorrow which is Sunday and I would love if you and the twins can meet me at the mall at half past one in the afternoon. Also, there will be some stuffed being delivered to your house for the twins that I personally bought which I hope they like a lot. Please do reply if you would like to meet up and the venue by contacting the number behind this paper. I know we've only met once and we do not know each other that well but I feel like I should help on the behalf of Master James. I hope you have a great day/night and please do get in contact as soon as you can.

Yours Truly,
Gideon

I picked up the house phone, dialing the number written behind the paper. It several times before it was picked up but then I wondered if he was on the flight at the moment. This was a house phone number not a cell phone. Well guess who answered. Hearing Jamie's voice again made a whole in my heart.