Hooked on love

Chapter 43

Chapter 43

"What?" I said. Did he just say his mother? I want to make sure he actually said what he said.

"I've been speaking to my mum for the past couple of days. About us, my life so far." He says looking at his hands. Hes never mentioned her before no matter how much I pestered him, so why now?

"What's made you get in touch with her now then?" I say. He looks at me and then to my mother and back down at his hands. "She's, err..a therapist and as far as I know from my dad, she left because she couldn't handle 3 'boys' at home. So I thought I'd swallow my hatred towards her and get some 'professional' advice from here, maybe." The room goes silent and awkward, I didn't think that would be the case of her not being there. I expected them to have been separated but her leaving? I don't blame her in a way, I couldn't handle 3 men.

"A therapist? Wow, I bet that was hard for your dad. I'd feel like I was being analysed all the time." I said regrettably.

"Yeah." Jackson replies.

"Wait- you said 'us'? There is no us anymore Jackson, so why have you mentioned anything to do with us?" I say. He looks hurt from what I just said and it hits me somewhere deep. I could never deny my feelings for him, I will always love him but I know I could never look at him the same way anymore.

"Well, I thought if I showed willingness and did something about my issues we'd work something out and get past all of this." He said.

"Get past what? The fall? Losing our baby? Oh and Damien? There's no way I can get past any of this. I'm sorry, it's for the best." I feel sick to my stomach after forcing that out of me, I don't want any more trouble, I just want to go home and things to at least back to normal.

"So what, I went to get advice for nothing?" He says irritated. I knew it wouldn't take long before he started to try and make me feel bad for rejecting him. I'm not going to let him in front of my mother. "No, Jackson. You should have gone for yourself, not to make you feel like you could win me over. Now would you please go, it's embarrassing doing this in front of my mother." I turn round so I don't have to look at him anymore.

A few seconds later, I hear a shuffle and a long scrape across the floor from the chair he shoved away. Please leave, please leave. Don't make a scene. It doesn't make it any easier for either of us. A couple of minutes later I turn round and he was gone and all that was left was a card and a necklace with a lily attached to it and on the back was engraved 'our Lily'. I put it to my chest and hug it sobbing uncontrollably and all I could muster up was "You're an idiot."