In Love With The Enemy: A Love and Hate Story Book #1

28. The family call (Part 2)

Alina Pov:

"M-mom?" I strained, tears falling down my eyes persistently.

"Alina? Oh my god, my baby. Where have you been?" My mother cried out.

Listening to my mother's painful voice felt like glass puncturing my fragile heart, breaking it into a million more pieces.

I forgived my mother a long time ago for the time she spent working and getting paid, instead of caring, loving, and being there for us. It was hard to speak to her, not because of our past, but because of the distance I put between all of us.

My throat was dry like the Sahara desert, and words refused to come out of my mouth. I was speechless, partly because of the shock that ran through my spine, but mostly because I didn't know what to say to her.

What do you say when you isolate yourself from your family for so long, distance filled the strained relationship that lingered between you and that person and now you are finally speaking to them for so long?

"I....M-mom I..." I couldn't even form a coherent sentence to save my life, because this was all too much for me. Tristan's death glares weren't helping either, making this situation even more nerve wrecking.

"I have being trying to contact you for so many years now and I've never gotten through. I missed hearing your voice, I miss you so much, Alina," My mom said.

I couldn't help the tears that continued to fall even more harder, until I started full on sobbing over the phone, completely forgetting Tristan was right beside me this entire time.

"I...I m-miss you t-too m-mom," My voice was quivering as I tried to speak and tell her how much I missed her too.

It was true, I did miss them but I didn't have to courage or confidence to actually reach out or respond to any of them. There was so much I wanted to say, but none of it came out.

Tristan then tapped my shoulder in a harsh manner, making me gasp. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, trying my best to dry the tears that were falling.

"Where have you been, my girl? What has been up with you all these years?" I opened my eyes once I heard my mom speaking again.

"Wh-what?" I asked as if I didn't know what she was saying. In reality, I did..i just didn't know how to respond.

"Where are you right now?" She asked me and I paused.

I looked up at Tristan and saw how he was clenching his jaw. He signaled me to press the mute button, which I did after a few seconds.

Once I did, he started speaking. "Do not even think about telling them. You are fine, and you will tell her that, got it?" He told me demandingly and I nodded.

I was about to take the call off mute as I heard my mom calling my name, but he started speaking again. "Also, not to ruin this mother-daughter moment, but you need to get to the point of why you called. Do you remember the reason?"

I said "Yes" and unmuted the call. "Ye-yes mom, I'm still here and I'm completely fine so don't worry about me p-please. I actually called to ask if w-we could have a f-family dinner with all of u-us?"

"R-really?" My mom asked after a few moments of silence. "Mmm hmm," I hummed out, scared that I would say the wrong thing if I speak.

"After so many years...." I heard my mom mumble softly. Pain inflicted my entire body. The physical pain that I felt along my wrists and arms were nothing compared to the pain I was mentally feeling.

"What's the occasion? There has to be some reason why after so many years of isolating yourself from us, now you want to reach out?" I could understand the hurt and pain in her voice as she forced the words out of her mouth.