Chapter Ten

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"What the hell?!" I exclaimed as tears rolled down my cheeks.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She gave us up and after all these years, here she was. I had no idea how to feel or act. What did you say to someone that had dumped you in care with no explanation. Did I really want someone like that in my life?

It was too much, I couldn't process all the information. My brain was spinning. Even having Ethan beside me wasn't helping.

"I want her to go." I whispered to Ethan, unable to look at Susan.

He nodded and stood up.

"I think you should leave." he said bluntly.

I heard her sigh and stand up.

"I am sorry for what I did and I do love you very much." she said quietly.
"I just want you to know that." she added when I didn't answer.

I stared at the ground numbly as I heard Ethan escort her along the hall. I released the breath I didn't realise I was holding when I heard the front door close.

I glanced up as Ethan came back and leant in the doorway.

"You okay?" he asked worridly.

I nodded slowly.

"I just never thought I'd see her again." I whispered.

"Come here." he sighed.

I slowly stood up and sighed as he pulled me into his arms.

"What should I do Ethan?" I sobbed.

"I don't know." he whispered softly as he kissed the top of my head.

"It's taken me by surprise." I told him.
"Me too." he admitted.

"It certainly explains why she was lecturing you." I sighed.

"Yeah I guess so." he muttered.

"I have so many unanswered questions for her." I said thoughtfully.
"Well maybe you should see her again then." he suggested.

"But at the same time she doesn't deserve it after she dumped us." I pointed out.

"I think you need to sleep on it and reassess in the morning." he stated.

"Yeah I guess you're right." I sighed.

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I tossed and turned all night, my brain a foggy mist of thoughts that wouldn't go away. As much as I hated the thought of letting her back into life, I wanted answers. I needed to know what had made her put me and Stuart into care. Had we really been that badly behaved? Why after all these years did she suddenly want to get in touch? Was she after something? Why was it only her, where was my father?

I turned over and put a pillow over my head in frustration. I needed to block out the thoughts, so that I could sleep. But it just wouldn't happen.

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