THE HEARTBROKEN NERD- On Hold

Chapter 2

A/N: Hey did you all see the cover? I love it and it has been done by @weareahurricane. And although she's a super hot sweetheart and she did it for free but I am still dedicating this chapter to her and I am urging you all to go follow her and check out her work too, if you haven't. She is awesome!! :)

- Sarah

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"Mommy where is my daddy?"

"He lives in another country, sweetheart. He said he'll come see you soon. He posted a card for you yesterday, we will receive it soon."

"Okay mommy."

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"Mommy will Daddy come to watch my play too?"

"No baby, daddy is busy at work."

"But mommy he never comes."

"He sent you a card. Here, take it."

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"Aubrey why don't you want to go to school, honey? You never do that."

"I don't feel like going mom."

"Honey, is there something bothering you?"

"No, mom, it's nothing."

"Aubrey, what is it?"

"It's father's day celebration at school."

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"What do you want for your fourteenth birthday, darling?"

"The truth, mom."

"What truth?"

"About my father."

"Honey..."

"Mom, please. I want to know. I want to know who he was, what he did and what was his name. I want to know the truth now, mom. I am not the little Aubrey anymore who used to believe it was dad sending her those cards. I realized soon mom it was you, I recognized the handwriting."

"His name was David. I gave you his name, even if he didn't accept you."

"What?"

"It happens, sweetie. We were young, 20 years old and in college. We fell in love instantly. We were happy together. But then one day, I found out I was pregnant with you. I was happy because we made you and so I ran to David to tell him the good news, only to have him refuse to accept you. He said he didn't love me, he said he was being foolish, he said he has a career to focus on to and I am merely a distraction he wants out of his life. He broke me badly but I survived. I survived for you."

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"Like mother, like daughter", was the thought that I woke up to after being in a coma for a week. Despite all my efforts, I had survived. Like mother, like daughter, I was destined to feel the pain of desertion and rejection. And I fear, like mother, like daughter I would also not be able to love again. I lay on my hospital bed yet again but this time, when I opened my eyes, I woke up with vigor albeit the sadness clawing at my heart.

"Mom", I whisper called my mother who was standing in front of the window. Mom whirled around like she was whip lashed. I observed her pale face, the bags under her eyes and the pain etched on her beautiful face. My mother looked as if she had aged while I was in the coma; and the remorse of the pain I had caused her tore my heart.