Unexpected you

Chapter 38

Thank you for coming, Cheyenne. Lucas mom says as she gestures for me to come in. Why did you ask for me to come Mrs..... Mrs, I'm sorry, I just realized that I don't know your name. Lucas has  never shared her name with me, and I feel horrible that I never thought to ask. Marie. My name is Marie. She answered with a smile. I don't understand why you asked me to come Marie. Is Lucas okay? I have to ask. My stomach hurt the entire night thinking that something could be wrong with Lucas.

Being here isn't easy for me, especially when I notice Lucas's picture on the shelf, so I pray that she tells me whatever she needs, very quickly. I asked you to come over so that I could personally apologize to you without any distractions. I'm sorry Cheyenne. I should have never told you to leave without giving you a chance. I'm shocked at the words coming out of her mouth. Because out of all the things I imagined she would say, this I wasn't one of them.

My son is miserable these days, I think it's because of you, Cheyenne. He misses you, and I've never seen him this sad before. Well, not since he lost his father. My heart aches and I want to tell her to stop because I just don't want to hear this about him. He's hurting—and it's all my fault. Marie adds.

I close my eyes for a few seconds to keep the tears from falling, but they come anyway. Please be honest. Do you love my son? Marie asks. I won't lie about this and I need to look her in the eyes before answering. Because I want her to understand that I truly love Lucas. There's two people that I love the most in this world, Marie. Two people that I would sacrifice anything for. Even myself. And that's my Sofie, and Lucas. It's the reason why I left when you asked me to. I sacrificed my heart for his future. Because of my sobs, the words were hard to speak, but I pushed through. Then come, sit with me. Marie suggests as she walks towards her sofa and I follow.

I'm not sure what you'll do with this piece of information, but I want to tell you something that happened last week. She takes a seat and turns my way as I join her on the sofa. A few days ago, Lucas was in his room packing his suitcase. He took the job in New York after all, and is leaving this Friday. Anyway, I went up to his room to check if he needed anything, or if I could help in any way. But when he turned to answer me, I saw a pain in my son's eyes that I hadn't seen in a long time. My heart broke into pieces as he sat on his bed and cried his eyes out. He told me that he loved you. That he didn't how to leave when his heart was going to remain here. I didn't know what to say or do. I just sat on his bed and comforted him as best I could.

I don't know what to make of all this. On one hand, it seems that Marie is willing to step back and let us be together. On the other hand, I'm still not okay with being the one who stands in the way of his dreams. I wont be a part of Lucas rerouting his life for Sofie and me. He's still young and has no responsibilities, and he can travel and do whatever he wants to do. That's what I want for him. I don't want him stuck here, the both of us struggling with Shawn's behavior and trouble making ways.

Cheyenne, I won't keep you here much longer. I'm sure you have things to do. Marie says and breaks me away from my thoughts. I just wanted to tell you that I made a huge mistake, and for that, I am sorry. I should have never interfered in my son's relationship, and I am disappointed with myself. Because once upon a time—my father did the same to me, and I swore that I would never do that to any of my children. I hope one day—Lucas could forgive me.

What am I supposed to do? I asked and she reaches for my hand. I want you to be with my son, Cheyenne. If you both love each other this much, then you should be together. It isn't so easy, Marie. I chose to leave that day because I realized that you were right. It wasn't fair to start a relationship with Lucas. Not with all the baggage that I have. And if we're together, I'd just be holding him back. None of that matters, Cheyenne. She said as she gently squeezed my hands. I pause for a moment, wanting to tell her about Shawn, but I can't find the words to start. I do know, that if she knew what my exact situation was, she would most likely back off, and not push me into her sons arms.

As Marie disappears into the kitchen to get us some water, I consider opening up to her. She has just apologized and opened up to me about her own feelings and what Lucas has been going through, so I suppose it's fair to do the same.

I sat there for the next two hours talking about the abuse I dealt with, and how long it took me to break free. I talked about seeing her son, and how it was meant to be a one time thing, but somehow we both fell for each other. More importantly, I warned her about the type of person that Shawn is, and how till this day—he continues to make comments and threats.

Marie barely said a word throughout the entire time, but towards the end, I felt she understood. Now that you know everything, I hope that you'll understand why I'm forcing myself to move on. Lucas deserves better—and that it isn't me. Thank you for being honest, Cheyenne. And I imagine that sharing your struggles wasn't easy. I nod and thank her for her time. Before I walk out the door, Marie does something I never expected. She leaned into me and hugged me tightly.