Chapter Twenty

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Vanessa's Pov
"You always knew how to keep me happy." I wiped my tears and slightly smiled.

"Even on my worst days, you just knew how to put a smile on my face. I always think about the great times we had together." I pushed my hair back out of my face.

"You're my hero." I felt tears pour out of my eyes.

"You taught me so many things and I really cannot thank you enough for that. I came here today because I've been going through hell and when you were here and I was going through hell, you made it better. I was hoping you would make it better. I love you so so much Rashaun." I wiped my eyes and got up off the grass.

I blew a kiss to his grave. I walked back to my car and got in. I forgot I brought flowers so I picked them up and ran back to his grave. I placed the flowers in front of his grave.

As I was about to turn around, I bumped into someone.

"I'm so sorry." I looked up and saw the face I looked at every day growing up.

Rashaun's mom.

"Don't be sorry Vanessa. It's been a long time since I've seen that pretty face." She smiled and pulled me in for a hug. She backed her head a few since a from mine and kissed my cheeks.

"I've missed you so much. I've tried calling but the number never went through. I was hoping to run into you one day to see you." I looked at her taking in all her features.

Of course she aged and all that. It's been 3 years since I last saw her. That last time seeing her was at Rashaun's funeral. I didn't try to contact her for almost a year because I was just not ready to talk to her about him. I was so mentally drained after he died and it tore everything out of me.

"Oh darling, I've missed you more. Even thought it's been 3 years, it's still weird not seeing you at my house. It's still unreal that he's gone. I know I should be past that fact of life but he's my son and it hurts. I just want him back." Her eyes got watery so I pulled her in for a hug.

Hugging her probably wouldn't make her not cry but it shows her that I care. That I'm there to comfort her. She was always there to comfort me when I was young since she was like my mom. I'm not just showing her I care because she did it for me. I'm doing this because I actually really do care about her.

"I wish everyday that I'll just wake up and it would all be a bad dream and that he would be knocking on my door asking to hang out. But that never came true so it's pretty real even if I don't want it to be." I pulled away from the hug and wiped her tears away.

"But I'm sorry for bothering you. Spend some time with your son and talk to him. We should meet up during my time here and have breakfast or something." I smiled at her. A smile grew upon her face and she nodded her head.

"I would absolutely love that dear." She said and hugged me tightly.

I walked back to my car and drove to the hotel. I parked my car in the front and handed the guy my keys for him to park it in the parking garage. I walked inside and over to the elevator. I pressed the button and the doors opened.

I walked into the elevator and I pressed the button to my floor. It went up and up and I heard the ding.

The doors opened and I walked out and down the hall to my room. I took my key out of my purse and slid it through.

I opened the doors to see all the boys sitting on the couches playing Call of Duty. I laughed once I saw Sam lost.

All the boys included, Sam, Foosh, Nate, Dillon, Jack G, and Jack J.

Once they heard me laugh, all their heads turned towards me.

"What's up babe?" I heard Sam's voice over the rest of the boys talking.

"Nothing really, but I see you just lost." I laughed a little walking over to him.

"Can we talk, privately?" He asked looking at the bedroom doors.

"Um yeah sure." I walked over to the bedroom doors and opened them. I walked in and waited for Sam to then I shut them and locked them.

"What did you want to talk about?" He looked angry and I didn't like it.

I've never seen Sam like this.

"I've called you a million times and not one of those times did you answer a call. Do you not know how to pick up a phone? I was worried sick about you." He said looking at me.

Wth.

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