You ever had that feeling of wanting to smack somebody so bad that if they said another thing, that you would just deal with the consequences later? Well that's how I was feeling the whole time we were out sight-seeing. Bryson was either ignoring them or when he did open his mouth you would rather for him to stay quite. You could tell how hard his mom was trying, even her husband but Bryson wasn't haven't any of it. I was just there feeling awkward and really felt bad for them. I eventually took him aside to have a little convo with him.
"Ok what ups?" I asked crossing my arms
"What do you mean?" he said playing stupid
"Why are you acting this way?"
"I'm not acting like anything"
“Oh so your just naturally an ass?" He glared at me but before he could respond his mom called us
"The tables ready" He brushed his shoulder into mine roughly as he pass. I sighed walking over to the table. The dinner was really awkward. No one really talked maybe a little conversation here or there. I could tell that his mom was fed up with it all. Put one part of the night really got to me. Bryson was sitting across from me not really eating his food and he looked just so sad and so depressed. My heart really went out to him this must be extremely hard something that I can’t relate to. When we eventually got home Bryson went to go up stair but his mom stopped him before he could.
"Bryson stop we need to talk" she said setting her purse on the kitchen counter and walking into the living room
"For what" he said slowing following
"Because you have been so terrible this whole day"
“Can really blame me" he said lowly
"no I guess not" She sighed and walked over to him" Baby I know your angry and confused but I at least would like for you to try" she said but her hand on his cheek. He squeezed his eyes shut before moving away from her
"Don't touch me" He said harshly
"Don't talk to your mother like that" David said walking in the living room. Bryson gave off humorless laugh
"What mother, my mother ran out on me" he said looking at her
"But I'm trying to make up for that now doesn't that count for something?" He looked at her incredulously
"Does it count?" he repeated. His face turn to one of rage" you think you trying can just make everything better?"
“at least something's"
" you think you can make this better?' he asked rising up his shirt showing his black and blue bruises" you didn't think your selfishness would fall back on me did you...mom" he sneered
“Oh my... Bryson baby" she said looking like she was going to be sick
"Don't tell me your father does that to you" David asks looking at his body in horror
“We need to take you to the doctor, something" She said looking like she didn't know what to do
"Oh don't start acting like the concerned mother you’re not. You got what you wanted, I mean look at this place"
"Bryson you actually think I care about all this crap. If it meant that you never ever had to have a scratch on your body I would give it all up"
"Then why did you leave" He yelled" why would you leave me" In that moment he was that 12 year old boy crying for his mother’s love that wasn't there.
"I was going through so much and most you had to see. I just couldn't stay there anymore
"Ugh! Just shut the f*ck up I'm done listening to your dumbass excuses" he said before storming up the stairs. I looked over at his mother to see her sobbing into David's chest. I walked over to her pissed. She looked at me
"You must think I’m the worst mother ever"
"The truth, I did. I mean what mother leaves their children in an environment that isn't safe. Not a loving one"
"But I do love them, so much" she cried
"Then why leave then, why not take them with you?' She started nodding her head and straightens up
"You’re right I’m done playing the victim. Do you want to know the truth, the real reason I left?"
“Yes but I’m not the one you need to tell it to"
"But I want you to know, I'm not proud of it but its the truth" I nodded for her to continue" I didn't..." She pause not knowing how to say it" I didn't at the time want to be a mother anymore"
"What?" I asked confused
"I'm sure Bryson told you the story of his father and I and the abuse, right?" I nodded" well then you know we weren't in a good place and then me getting pregnant just mad things worst"
"But Bryson said you wouldn't give up the baby?"
"Believe me I did not for one moment regret having Leah"
"Then why didn't you want to be a mother"
"I don't know I was just extremely tired and scared and I even thought of ending it all" she said shaking her head of the memory" I was just as no good to anyone and I definitely wasnt a great mother. I couldn't..." she paused trying not to cry" I couldn't even protect my own children. Bryson use to take some of the abuse especially when I was pregnant but no little boy should have to go through that"
" I did it cause I loved you" Bryson said coming down stairs. I was surprised to even know he was listening. I would .of thought by now he would be packed and ready to head out to the first flight back to Atlanta.
"Bryson!!" She cried running to him and bringing him into a bone crushing hug" I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" She said sobbing in his chest.
"I know mom...I know" He said hugging her back just as tightly.
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My Mystery Boy
Novela Juvenil"Close your eyes and take a deep breath, tomorrow will be a better day" is what I keep telling myself but it's getting harder and harder for me to believe when everywhere I look my life is falling to pieces, but when I look into those eyes, the eyes...
