Deluged - The Teenage Love ✔️

Chapter 33

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~Nova~

Ivaan was standing at the threshold with a wide grin on his face, it was clear from his expressions that he had been missing me a lot. And the way his pupil dilated on seeing me, I could feel that if Sophia and Ryan wouldn't have been here, he would have laid me down on the bed.

"Am I this hot, that you cannot resist staring me.", he smirked at me, raising the corner of his soft lips.

"Shut up. You are an asshole.", I snapped back at him, unable to control the long stretch of smile on my lips.

"And you are my angel.", he whispered under his breath, his sparkling eyes were now clearly showing the fear that he's always kept to himself.

"You are not loosing me Ivaan. I'll be haunting you even after I die.", I chuckled, while his face had no sign of amusement.

Anyways, I could see Ryan running from a distance towards me and till the time my tired eyes could stretch towards his direction, he was already hugging me with all the power his hands could allow.

"I missed you so much mom.", he pecked my cheeks and I caressed my fingers through his dark brunette hair.

"I missed you more baby.", I smiled while Ivaan's face dropped on hearing this.

"Okay fine, I missed you too Ivaan, now shut up and freshen up.", I told him and he groaned for the fact that he didn't get any of my hugs and kisses.

He is still like a child- just in front me of me though.

"Okay Nova, Brenda is here.", Ivaan whispered in my ears.

I didn't know what to feel about it.

Should I be happy that I was finally meeting my mom in person for the first time? Which sounds as wierd as a whale admiring her reflection in the ocean.

Or should I just walk off to my room because I don't know how to react to it. This is so wierd and awkward. I don't even know how mom will react to it, will she even look at me after all the disappointment I've given her?

Ivaan stood by my side and laced his fingers with mine, he knew that I was nervous about it, and that I wasn't sure if I'll be able to face her.

"I love you, It'll be fine.", he said and clutched my fingers tight.

I could see my older self coming from a distance, walking as swiftly as her knees would allow, her hands holding tight with the hands of Claire, as they moved towards us.

I smile made it's way on my lips on seeing Claire after such a long time. She had grown up very beautifully just the way she was in her early teens. The same cute dimples on her face and dark brown eyes that shimmered with our reflection.

On her side was an old figure, who was still young for her age. The same hollowness in her eyes that I can imagine in my eyes too.

We made our way towards her and as soon as we were close enough, I bowed down to touch her feet carrying forward the Indian culture of paying respect by touching the feet of your elders.

I didn't know what to do and what not to. She placed her hand on my head and we started moving towards the house in an awkward silence, with Ivaan by my side.

I am glad that he has always been there.

"You're welcome home.", I tried to smile while saying these awkward words, that are not supposed to be said to mom, but they were the only words that escaped my fast breath.

She didn't say anything but brought her hands to her front and hugged me tightly, keeping her head on my shoulder and letting out some deep and soft sobs.

To say that I was shocked was an understatement. It was the first time that I was feeling the warmth of motherly love, the love that I always wanted to feel and the love that I had always deserved since childhood.

I could completely understand what she was feeling right now, her loss was a lot greater than mine. She had just lost a person, who was always by her side, because of whom she left her daughter alone. The person, with whom she's spend a quarter of her life. And I know she was broken. It was obvious that she had no one to turn to, absolutely no one.

I don't know if she likes Ivaan or not, but I could sense that she was feeling relieved at this moment. Maybe she is considering me her only family and I don't want to see her like this. Though I never liked her, but it's difficult for me to see her in such a broken state.

"I am sorry Nova. I am really sorry.", she whispered between her sobs.

I preferred to be silent this time. I didn't want myself to be thinking about the times when I was alone, the times when I had no friend and the time that I wished so hard for her to be by my side.

My struggles maybe small compared to the loss she is facing, but at this moment I didn't want to step back,or to break the motion of this soothing hug. I didn't want myself to be missing this touch, this warmth, this feeling, that was definitely new to me.

As soon as I recovered to my senses, Ivaan's smirking face came back to mind. He must be staring at us like a poopy head.

"Ahm Ahm.", he coughed, relieving us out of our small bubble.

"You could rest for some while mom. Till the time I'll help Nova prepare some lunch.", Ivaan declared, passing me his signature looks.

I bowed down my head and made my way to my room, while Ryan and Claire took care of mom.

I just didn't know how to react to it.

That was obvious that I wouldn't forgive her for anything that she has done to me since childhood and I don't even understand the reason that I hugged her back. I could've told her the same moment about how lonely she had made me feel since childhood, but for some reason, I just didn't.

I could hear Ivaan's footsteps following me back to my room. Again. Two steps at a time.

I know he will never change.

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Author's note: Waiting for your reviews in this chapter. I hope you liked it and if you did, dont forget to vote the chapter. Again, I am sorry for any grammatical mistake that I've made in this chapter. I'll try to fix it as soon as possible.

Do you think Nova will forgive Brenda?