Tangerine Dream (MYG 18+)

Chapter 9

I pulled into her driveway. I looked at her ranch-style white house, I realized how much I was going to miss seeing her. My mom was my best friend, I saw her all the time. I knew I would be away for a month, so it made me a little sad knowing she'd be alone while I was away.

Rushing up to her door, I rang the doorbell. My mom answered the door shortly after and greeted me with a warm smile. I hugged her quickly before going into the house. "This is a nice surprise! How are you?" My mom asked me while closing the front door. "I'm amazing mom, how are you?" She smiled, "I'm good now! What brings you by, anything?" I nodded, not sure how to begin. "Well, it's about Yoongi first of all," I started, she just stood there listening. "He's going on tour around the US, starting in two days. I'm going with him." I took a deep breath; she gave me a confused/concerned look. "I quit my job this morning on good terms. I'll be gone 3 weeks that I know of for sure, maybe longer."

My mom walked away shaking her head, "that's a bit irresponsible." My shoulders sank, she was disappointed in me. "My boss Jim isn't mad at me. He said I could have my job back if I needed it when I came back." She continued to shake her head at everything I said. "What about your bills? Your car payments, phone bill, rent, utilities?" I scratched my head, "well Yoongi offered to cover it." My mom spun around to look at me, shocked. "What? Pay for all of that for you?" I nodded and felt a little awkward. She didn't know how famous and wealthy he was. "Wow, he must really love you." I rubbed my arm shyly and nodded. "And I love him, so much mom. He's my entire world, we can't stand the thought of being apart."

She just searched my eyes for a moment, trying to figure me out, I think. "I've never seen you act like this for a man. You've never been this serious about anyone. I raised you to be a headstrong, independent woman. For you to lay your entire life in the hands of another person then surely you must trust him a great deal." I nodded quickly to everything she was saying. She knew me better than anyone. "I.." my voice cracked, "I might want to grow old with this man, mom." I saw tears well up in her eyes. She reached for me and wrapped me in a tight hug. "I can't and won't stand in the way of love. I raised you to be smart, so if you think this is safe then I trust you." I hugged her back, so thankful for her words. Her approval meant everything to me.

"Thank you mom, I won't be gone too long. I'll text every day and call you often. I'll probably have plenty of free time." She smiled at me. "Okay, when are you leaving?" I checked the information Yoongi had sent me hours ago. "I leave in less than two days, at two in the morning. I'll be flying first class to California, thanks to Yoongi." Mom's eyes looked shocked again, I could tell the gears in her head were turning. She was trying to figure out just how much money Yoongi had to fly her daughter in first class and pay her bills just to have her company in return.

We talked a bit more, I asked her the questions I always ask when I see her. How her job is and just how live is in general. We caught up and made our inside jokes as we usually did. My mom was upset that she had to go to her doctor appointment soon. "I hate I have to go, if I'd known you were leaving for a month, I wouldn't have scheduled this." I hugged her once more, "it's okay mom, go to the doctor. I'll be back before you know it."

My mom and I left at the same time. I pulled out of her driveway so she could back her car out as well. I waved to her before driving off. The drive home I had plenty of time to think. This all seemed like a dream, like I would wake up any moment. I would be going to California to stay with Yoongi, with BTS while they performed there. I'd never been to California; everything was going to be so new to me.

Once I arrived back home, I called my best friend Brooklyn and told her the news too. I didn't see her too much these days. She got married months ago and was pregnant. She had been so busy with her new life. Real best friends don't have to be in constant contact with each other. We pick up right where we left off no matter how long it had been. She knew I was dating a musician but was so surprised when I told her I'd be going on tour with him. She demanded that I text her often and tell her all about touring life and about Cali. It was time to inform my busy boyfriend about my conquest.