Janelle's Choice

Chapter 25

Janelle

I feel weird as hell. I have no idea what got into me last night. I don't remember getting drunk, but I must have since my head hurts like shit and everything's a blur.

After Jaden dropped me off at home, I just had to lie down on the couch. I was too weak to even walk up the stairs.

I took my high heels off and plopped on my big, leather, living room couch, not even bothering to change my outfit.

One thing I noticed today is that Jaden was acting weird. I don't know it's just something about him was throwing me off today.

Something must've happened last night. He just kept asking me questions like he was suspicious about something.

Cutting off my rain of thought, my phone rang. I scrunched my eyes together and groaned in pain. The ringing of my phone made my head hurt even worse. I went inside my purse and took out my phone. I rolled my eyes when I saw that the person calling me was my mom.

This is the first time she's called since I moved down here. Why does she think this is the right time to call me? I answered the phone and put it up to my ear. "Hello?" I said quietly, trying not to worsen my headache by speaking loudly.

"Janelle. Can you please come to breakfast with me. I need to talk with you." She begged.

I sighed. "I'm not really in the mood to out for breakfast. And your probably gonna bring your...fiancé anyway. So no." I stayed simply.

"Janelle please. I'm not going to bring Danny. Please." She begged again.

I listened to my moms pleading and decided to just give in. "Whatever. Just pick me up in a few minutes." I said.

"Thank you. Love you." She hung up the phone.

I groaned and forced myself to get off the couch. I took my high heels in my hands and walked up the stairs, and into my room.

I threw my high heels someone in the middle of my room and too of the party outfit that I was wearing. I changed into some purple sweat pants, a black tank top, a jean jacket, and brown open-toed sandals. I put my hair in a messy bun.

I didn't take a shower because I didn't really care. Fuck showers. It's not like I stink anyway.

I went downstairs and plopped myself on the couch again. I could only close my eyes and relax for like one second before I heard my doorbell ring. I sighed and got off the couch so I could answer the door.

I opened the door to see my mom dressed in a blue sun dress and black flip flops. She had on a little eye shadow. Her dark brown hair was in a neat pony tail. "Hi Janelle." She gave me a weak smile.

Without responding, I moved past my mom and walked to her car. She followed me to her red mustang. I got in the car and so did she. She started up the car and looked at me. "We're going to Waffle House. I know that's your favorite place to go for breakfast." She said.

"Okay." I gave her my short one-word response. She looked a little disappointed, but she just began backing out of the driveway.

The ride was silent, but I didn't feel the least bit awkward. I just minded my own business as I looked out the window.

When we arrived at the nearest Waffle House, we both got out and went into the building. We were seated immediately since it wasn't too crowded.

When we sat at our seats, the waitress came to take our drink orders. After we got our drinks, my mom looked at me like she wanted me to say something. I gave her a weird look. "What?" I said.

"Janelle...tell me what's going on with you." She said.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her.

"You don't seem like yourself." She implied. "I know you, Janelle. And I know when something is wrong."

I slapped the table and looked my mom right in the face. She clinched a little when I slapped the table. "Well maybe it's because you just randomly showed up at my front door step and tell me that you have a new fiancé. That's not normal. I thought you came because you missed me and wanted to see me-"

She interrupted me. "I do miss you. A lot."

"Okay, but...I'm just..." I sighed. "I don't know..." I said quietly.

I soon realized that I was bitching for no reason. Yeah I was mad that my mom made a pop-up surprise to tell me she was getting married to some random guy, but I just realized that I'm doing something wrong.

My mom and dad mutually divorced, and my decided to move on. Why am I mad because she chose to move on? As much as I hate the idea of that guy being my step dad, it's not fair for me to tell my mom to not marry him. I mean...I guess if she really loves him, she should have the right to marry him.

"What do you mean?" She said.

I sighed. "Mom. I'm sorry."

She smiled. "For what?"

"For getting mad at you. If you wanna marry that guy- I still refuse to say his name- then you can. I have no right to tell you otherwise. I know you and dad have gone your separate ways and...you moved on. So I'm wrong for being mad at that." I said.

"Well thank you honey. That is very sensible of you." My mom smiled at me and grabbed my hands from across the table. "But I'm so sorry if you think that I just gave you away to your dad. I swear I never wanted to loose you. But I know you and your dad have this special bond thingy, I never understood that," she laughed. "But I couldn't take you away from your dad. He'd be devastated. But I love you so much and I always will." She explained.

"Thanks." I said.
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