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I had made it to my moms grave and I sat down. I just really wanted someone to talk to right now. She always listened to me when she was here and I can honestly say she was my only friend I've ever had.

" I tried to be with you mom but I wasn't successful. I really wanted to give you a hug and catch up with each other. I miss your voice and your hugs. I still enjoy the rain like you taught me to. I'll cherish the rain forever."

I took everything in that's happened to me in the last couple months. It's been so hard trying to be happy when all you want is to scream. Of all the lives I could of lived why did it have to be one filled with darkness. When she died I would see all of my friends and how happy they were.

They had perfect lives with two parents that loved them. I would watch the girls that use to be my friends going to mother daughter dances. I was so jealous of them I wanted to go but I couldn't.

Toms pov:
I drove for so long until I stopped and saw a girl sitting down. It was Presley I knew it because I recognized the clothes. I pulled my phone out to text bill.

" I found here go home we'll be home soon."

I approached her and realized where I was . I was at the grave site of my mother. I haven't been here in years it hurt to much. I as I got closer I heard Presley talking and the words coming out of her mouth actually broke me. I was so rude to her and I didn't even know her story.

When my mom died I grew cold towards people. I never gave them the chance to get to know me and I refused to get to know them. I grew to hate the world. I only cared about bill, the band, and girls. That's all I really needed.

I let her have her moment and I went to my mothers grave it hurt but I knew it was long over due. I really didn't know what to say so I just sat down and looked at it.

" loving wife and mother to two boys Bill and Tom"

" Tom what are you doing here?"

I turned around to see Presley looking at me. Her eyes were puffy so I knew she had been crying. I got up and sat next to her.

" tell me about her."

" why I didn't think you liked me?"

" you tell me and I'll tell you."

Presley pov:
I don't know why but I felt vulnerable. Something in me told me to trust him. The leaves were circling meaning my mom was trying to talk to me. So I took the chance.

It was hard to get the words out. I didn't want to say the wrong thing. I opened my mouth but nothing would come out.

" take your time."

I looked up to see Tom looking at me with caring eyes. Maybe he actually meant it.

⚠️" the night my mom passed away I was spending the night with some friends or I thought they were at the time. We had stayed up for a while and decided to go to bed. Late into the night I got really thirsty and headed to the kitchen to grab something to drink. I felt a hand grab my shoulder and lead me to the garage. I was so scared because I didn't know who it was or what they were doing. When we got into the garage I saw their face. It was Rachel's brother. He started to undress me. I tried to tell him to stop but he wouldn't listen. I tried to yell for help but no one came. He proceeded with what he was doing and when it was over I was left there crying. No one ever came to help me. I remembered my mom gave me a phone for when I was over at peoples houses. I called her and told her to come pick me up. I didn't tell her what happened I couldn't . When she came I got in the car and all I could do was cry. She understood and gave me time."

I looked up to see toms reaction and he looked almost sad. I had never seen this side of him and I really liked it because it showed me he was a human deep down.

" we were almost home when I saw bright lights and I woke up in a hospital room the next day. The doctor told me my mother died and I was the only one to survive the crash. I didn't cry or react because I was schicken and scared. She was my best friend. As days passed my dad started to blame me for it. He would say if I hadn't called her this would of never happened. My friends at school slowly left me because they said they couldn't deal with how sad I was all the time. Rachel still tried to be my friend but it was hard since none of this would of happened if it wasn't for her. For some reason I trusted her and told her about my dad abused me. She left me the next day and told everyone."

Tom didn't say anything be just wrapped me in a hug. I had never told anyone about what Rachel's brother did to me.

" you were the first one I told about Rachel's brother."

" I'm sorry I didn't give you a chance. I feel awful for how I treated you."

It felt genuine. I was still nervous but I knew one day I'd have to tell someone. Tom released me from the hug and looked at me.

" I'll tell you now if you want."

I nodded my head and he began telling me about his mom.

" since I could talk my mom was my best friend other than Bill of course. We did everything together. When I was 14 she was diagnosed with cancer. I was scared when I heard because I knew cancer was an awful thing. As time went on she only got worse. It hurt me to see her so I stopped going to see her as much. My dad and Bill told me to go see her but it made me mad. I couldn't imagine a life without her. I went to see her a couple days later but it had gotten so bad. She barely spoke. It was like life had been sucked out of her. I held her hand and she told me, Tom I love you. Do great things for me please. You're so talented please don't let it go. Find the girl of your dreams and cherish her. She died after saying those words and holding my hand. I cried for a week straight until I just stopped feeling emotions. I guess the reason I was distant towards you when I met you was because deep down I knew you reminded me of her and it hurt. I'm sorry for how I treated you."

The wind was getting pretty bad and then the rain started. I looked at tom and smiled a genuine smile.

" my mom loved the rain she said it always brought such beautiful things." Tom told me. I was schooled.

" my mom said the same things." We danced in the rain and embraced the heavy drops. It felt nice to have someone experience the rain with me.

" let's go home before we get sick yea?"

I linked my elbow with his and we walked to the car.

" thank you for tonight Tom it felt nice to have someone to talk to instead of myself for once."

I took in her words knew I was the same. I might have a twin but we didn't understand each other emotionally.

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