-NEVER GOING TO COME BACK HOME-

3 TAYLA

I'm stupid. Why the hell didn't I ask for his number? Aghhhh. I'll settle for him calling me, and I'll be able to pick up his phone as well. I ran inside. When I got to the room I found a note written in cursive that said.

"Honey, I'd love to talk to you. You've been a bit distant lately and I don't want to separate from you. You know I love you madly and I can't lose you. You're my treasure. I want you to know a couple of things that I think I didn't tell you in your moment. I want the best for you, when you read this, I hope you please go down to the living room. My life awaits you there."

A lot of feelings ran through my head. Would she be angry? Did she want to tell me how the day went? I don't know, but I steeled myself and went downstairs, scared to death.

-Mother?

-My love you are here. I didn't know if you would come. Come and sit.

-What do you want mom?

-My daughter, I think I should tell you something important. It could affect your future darling.

-What's happening?

-It's about your father.

-My father? Mom please, what do I need to know about my father? I have never seen him, he has never worried about me, he left when you were pregnant mom.

-Daughter...

-Besides, now I'm fine, I don't need your dramas.

-Listen to me. Your father really cares about you.

-Sorry?

-The truth is that he left, but it was my decision. I wanted to give you a life like the one I had. On the beach surfing all day. Honey, I grew up without a mother, without a father. I grew up with my grandfather, right here. And I loved to think that my future daughter could have the same thing that I had. Your father offered to help, I told him that I would move to the coast, to the house where I grew up, but he would stay in the center of the city. He sends me things, he helps me financially to take care of you, Tayla. And now he wants to see you.

-What?

-Daughter, you're going to have to go there for a few months.

-No, kidding, tell him no. I'm not moving from here. I need waves to live, we are in summer. No, it's already decided.

-Tomorrow they will come to look for you. I am your mother, you have always done what you wanted. Pack your bags, this time you do what I tell you. You're still a minor, you're already late.

-Mother...

-No, go up and pack your bags. I love you so much and that's why I need you to do this. Say goodbye to the waves for a while, you have to go to your father, he needs you.

I didn't realize it, but I was crying. I got up angrily and went upstairs growling. I couldn't believe it. I've been living from surfing all my life, and now? They want me to go to the city. I don't care if that guy took care of me. I'm going to make him bring me home in two days.

Before I knew it, I was already packing my bags. Out of nowhere, I heard the phone ring downstairs. It stopped ringing. My mother must have taken it. I opened the door and listened.

-Wait a minute, TAYLAAAAA!

-I'm down!

I don't know what the hell she wanted from me now.

-A boy asks you to put on.

-Aha. -I picked up the phone and started talking. -Yes?

-Tayla! I need to talk with you.

-Tell me what you want?

-First of all, what's wrong with you? Are you angry?

-Nothing happened, what do you want?

-I'm going to question you. I'm not going to talk until you tell me what's wrong with you.

-Fuck okay. My mom just gave me some horrible news. I don't want to talk about it right now.

-Okay, I'll leave you alone, but I don't want you to feel bad. Look, I would like to meet for the last time.

-What? Meet for the last time? What are you saying?

-Tayla, the day after tomorrow I have to go to the city with my father. He has forced me to go, he wants me to help him do some things. It will be summer outside. I'm sorry.- I heard how he hid the desire to cry.

-What?! Bad news?! Is it the best you could have given me?

-But what are you saying? You do not care about me?

-Asyl, my bad news was that my mother had sent me the summer to the city and tomorrow I would have to leave! I can not believe it. At least it's not going to be as horrible as I thought. I have you.

-OMG! Take it now! Relax, I'm going to make this the best summer of your life. Trust me. I have to go Tayla, bye!

-Goodbye Asyl.

He hung up, and I left the room very happy. So much so that my mother was surprised.

-Why are you so happy? I thought you didn't want to leave?

-Let me.

I got to my room and just got a message.

"Tomorrow at 7:30 on the shore, there will be the third palm tree."