Through Amy. | SEULRENE

CHAPTER XX (Finale)

Amy's POV

A lot has happened after Mommy told me she had to be away. Mom was never the same anymore. There are some times I badly want to tell her what Mommy had told me, but I promised...

Mommy had to go through therapy. At least that's what she told me. She said she wanted to be better for my mom. At first I questioned her decision. I know how much mom likes mommy, I see it. I don't want mom to get hurt. It's the first time I've seen her in love and I cannot lie she looks happy with mommy, even if they banter a lot.

I didn't like seeing my mom cry, almost everyday. Everyday she tends to hide what she's feeling from me, but she can't expect me not to see it, she's my mother.

During those times... I always say things to assure mom that mommy will comeback, that's what she told me. Even though there were times I started to doubt it already.

Mommy and I didn't keep in touch. Instead, I was talking to Auntie Wendy to ask how she's been doing. At least with that I can assure that she wasn't just making an excuse to be away.

When Auntie Wendy told me why she needed a therapy that's how I understand Mommy. The reason why she had to be gone for days, before. The reason how she's really good at painting. The reason why she hid herself from the world and not her works. Mommy have been through so much and the trauma she's got was worst than it I expect it to be.

I'd say it was really great that Auntie Wendy was there for her. She was the one who didn't let Mommy get drowned by her sadness. She was there to keep mommy away from locking herself inside. I'm thankful for Auntie Wendy for that.

I've always wondered how my grandparents knew Mommy. They look at her like she's their lost child. It turns out the paintings in grandma's collection was mostly made by a close friend and that is Mommy's mother, a really famous painter. A legendary painter, who committed suicide due to pressure she's got from the world.

It was said that, in those times she was getting recognition from all over the world. Her works were on demand. Until there were a time that people are starting to not get satisfied with her works anymore. Clients, started to have requests that she can't put into her work. They said that her works became lifeless, not because she's ran out of ideas already but because of the people sorrounding her, correcting her.

She was just an artist who enjoys making her work at first, not until people started coming in.

Popularity was good for her works, but not to her. It drained her to the point that she have done something that left wounds to not only to many but to the person she only had left.

Mommy saw her mother take her life, with her own eyes, and she just let her. She saw how much her mother was eager to do it. She regretted it. She regretted not stopping her mom from doing it, from leaving her all alone. She blamed not only herself but also the world that made her mom do such thing.

As far as what Auntie Wendy told me Mommy accepted her mother's death, she understands why she had done that. It's just that because of what happened she got scared of the world. She got scared of opening up to people, that might never really understand her.

She promise her mom she would never stop painting. She promised her to continue where her mom left off, even with just her works.

Mommy was so strong after those experiences.

She promised me she'll come back, because she doesn't want to let go of the found warmth she had been longing for after her mom died. She said she found it when she meet us.

When I saw mommy on our front door that morning. I can't help but tear up and run to her. Seeing her with that eye smile of her that feels so different now, a good different. It just made me realize her aura, she seemed healed now.

I know I'm just thirteen years old but I felt really proud of her. After knowing those things about mommy, she made me see how cruel the real world could be. She made me want to treasure every moment with the people that sorrounds me. She made me want to protect her, even thought I'm still this small.

With mom, I was surprised she wasn't angry at mommy when she saw her. Her expression tells me how badly she misses mommy but she just doesn't know how to act on what she's feeling.

Mom had been clueless about mommy's past. I'd say, I know things more than her and that's weird for someone who loves the person. How did she even fall for--- ugh! Alright! I guess that's really how love works.

Mommy Seulgi is lucky with my mom, as she was patient enough to wait for a year. Mom didn't even get a proper goodbye or even assurance from her. Or mom just couldn't find someone like mommy during those days... Oh well, at least I'm sure now that they will end up together.

I'm so lucky I got lost that day! If it weren't for that I wouldn't have meet Mommy, and even Auntie Wendy! I mean yeah, I'd still meet her because she's Auntie Joy's girlfriend. Who knows we get to meet mommy too because she's Auntie Wendy's best friend. Woaah! Maybe we all are meant to meet afterall!

What's taking them so long!? I don't have anything to say anymore.

"Hey love, sorry to keep you waiting." I crossed my arms facing the two who just came down from the stairs.

"It was your mom's fault." Mommy pointed at my mother who seemed shocked at what her girlfriend just said. Mom glared at her. "Oh! Right! It was partly my fault because I was the was who made a move first, but you can't blame it all on me! It's also your fault for being irresistable that I can't stop myse---mmmph!" Mom covered her mouth mouth to stop her from talking. She talk too much now.

"You're talking to my thirteen year old daughter Seulgi." Mom told her with wide eyes open. I'd say she's trying to warn her. Mommy removed mom's hands from her mouth and I saw how she intertwined it with hers, instead of letting it go after. Looking at them now? They look so perfect for each other.

"A reminder, she's my daughter too. Right love?" Mommy then face me. I chuckled and nodded. But wait! Shouldn't I suppose to be mad now?

"We're late already!" I shouted after looking at my watch. Next thing I did was drag them out of the house.

"Come on love, I'm sure they can wait it's just dinner with your aunties, they wouldn't mind us getting late." Mom said as she puts on her seatbelt.

"I wanna see them already." I said and that sure is true. I'd rather be third wheeling Auntie Joy and Auntie Wendy than these two, they tend to go all out sometimes. Just like right now...

I mean it's cute that they hold hands while the other is driving but hello?! I'm here! I guess I really need to get use to this now.

I wanted this in the first place, right?

I can't take back my words now, can I?

Oh, well...

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