Bianca's pov
Did I mention that I've been on a good mood for a while now, not just that I am also on the safe side and not always in trouble.
"Want a ride and we grab donuts?" Angelica asked.
"Sure" I smiled taking my backpack.
"Have a great day girls" Aunty exclaimed from up stairs.
"You too, Bye" Angelica said as we went out.
Yeah she's in my good books too, Wink wink.
My phone rang and wow good Lord it's my mother, Finally! I have not heard from her in forever, literally.
"Hello there" She spoke.
I didn't even remember how her voice sounded like, yeah I am being dramatic to put an emphasis on how she seems to not care anymore.
"Ey" I replied in a blunt voice.
"You good?" She asked me.
"Very good, thank you"I replied.
Yes I will not ask how she is doing.
"I am glad" She said.
"Cap (Lies)" I said to myself.
"Have you received anything in the mail yet?" She asked.
"I've never checked, did you send anything?" I asked her.
"I forwarded something from your father" She said and I swallowed hard.
"Oh..." I mumbled.
"And I wanted you to know that him and I will not go back together no matter what" She said firmly.
"Okay" I replied confused.
"I have received your monthly report and you doing amazingly good, Keep it up!" She said.
"Thank you" I replied bored.
"Okay, have yourself a great day and do remember to check the mail. Those were sent a week ago" She said.
"Thank you" I sighed waiting for her to tell me she loves me.
"Bye" She hung up and I let out another sigh.
"You okay?" Angelica asked.
"Um... For now I'll say I am to pass on the day better" I replied honestly.
"I bought extra donuts to get your mood back, Mom used to do that with me and it incredibly works" She said handong me a sealed pack of donuts.
"Thank you cous" I said letting myself out of the car
"Um... Have a great day" She smiled and I winked.
I know what you thinking and yes she was wearing her makeup although she was not looking like a clown compared to her previous days. Excuse me..
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"You are too quiet for liking" Yolanda clicked her fingers on my face.
"Who is it and where do they stay?" She asked.
"What are you gonna do with their address?" I asked laughing.
"Well you'll choose, I can throw toilet paper on their roofs, or eggs on the windows" She shrug her shoulders.
"You are insane" I laughed resting my head on her shoulder.
"Well it's my mother, she's at the capital" I smiled weakly.
"What'd she do?" She asked.
"She called" I replied.
"Is that not what you wanted?" Yolanda asked.
"Yeah but she wasn't fully interested in how I really am she just told me to check the mail, She didn't even say that she loves me" I said really shattered.
"Well the last part sting harder than all the others, what's in the mail?" She aksed.
"Something from pops" I said.
"Your dad?" She asked and I nodded.
"I don't even know if I should be excited, It's not like it's my birthday or it's new year's eve." I said as my heart carried on breaking.
"It's your birthday in the next week, maybe it's an early birthday wish" she said cuddling me.
"No baby, he never does that. It's either on the same day or a few days late." I assured her.
"I think I am nervous" She confessed.
"And you making me extra nervous" I said laughing.
"I'll be there when you open it, or I'll read it for you" She said with a shy smile.
"I'd love that" I replied kissing her forehead.
Yolanda's pov.
Walking home from the studio was a little stressful, I have no clue what that letter is about and what's nastier is how she'll react to it.
I mean she's been happy, very happy and I am not ready to pick up the broken pieces.
"You okay?" I asked her and she looked at me with worry drawn on her face.
"Yeah I'm good" She lied.
"Oh okay" I sighed holding her hand.
We walked into the house quietly and her Aunt was pacing around the room.
"Hey honey" She said looking at us.
"Hi" Bianca mumbled.
"Um... Your mom called... Can I proceed in her presence?" She asked looking at me.
"I can go..."
"It's okay, She called me too. Bianca will help me with the letter" She said.
"I found it, Are you ready?" She asked and I freaked out.
"I'll have it" She took the letter and we walked upstairs to her room.
She handed it to me and sat comfortably on her bed.
"I'm ready" She said smiling.
I gently tore the envelop and pulled out a folded paper.
The leter was written in a fine gel pen, one that you wouldn't expect to find in a prison.
"Dear Chentel..." I spoke and looked at her dry lips tag into a weak smile.
The first time she actually smiled when called by this name.
"It has been a while since I wished you a great year. I hope you are having a great one. I know it's not your birthday, or new year's. I miss you everyday, I'm scared I am forgetting your face and I still have the sound of your toddler laughter locked up in my head. I am scared I am growing old, I won't be able to run around with you on my back. It's all just scary, but things are about to change. I hope you still love cotton candy because I'll come home with it. Yes I am coming home, I kept my promise, I doubt you remember but before I left I said I'd be back before your 18th birthday. Fuck I should have said 17. You over 16 I can swear now, right? Unless you comfortable though. You not? Oh sorry. Anyway, Get your favorite dress, pops is coming home. I love you baby and I can't wait to meet you, the grown up you. Love pops" I sighed with a smile.
I moved my eyes from the paper I held in my hands to her tearing eyes and cute smile.
As a poet and author wanna be, that's the cutest letter I have ever read.
"An early birthday gift" She smiled as they began to roll down her cheek.
Galaxy
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