When I Met Her....

Follow Your Heart

*JULIA'S MOTHER IN THE MEDIA*

Follow Your Heart

Julia's POV

I pull up into my parents' driveway and step out, and walk slowly up to their front door. I knock and my mother appears at the door.

"Oh honey, you look horrible! What's going on with you?" She asks, pulling me into the house and into a hug.

"Can we talk?" I mumble into her shoulder.

"Of course we can." She says, pulling out of the hug, holding my face in her hands.

I already knows what she sees. My face is naked of any make-up, which is bad because the puffiness under my eyes is so noticeable its ridiculous. Instead of going home after the club last night, I got a hotel room and got up this morning to come spend the day with my mom. I spent all night crying, something I never do, thinking about how badly I hurt Laurel and how much I need some advice.

"Talk to me." My mom says, sitting a cup of coffee in front of me on the table.

She takes the seat next to mine and pulls one of my hands into hers.

"I'm so confused." I sigh, running my other hand through my hair.

"About what?"

"Its a really long story."

"We have time." My mom says, smiling sweetly.

I take a deep breath, before I start. I tell her about how we met and how she's my student. How I knew I was in love with her from the moment I laid eyes on her and how her resistance at times made me want her more. Then came the constant battle about sex, about how Laurel wanted it but I didn't. Not that I wasn't attracted to her I just wanted it to be special, something we could look back on with love one day.

When I finally made it to Laurel's 18 birthday party I was in full fledge tears. My mom never interrupted, she listened, nodding at some times, humming at others, her face stayed vacant so I never knew how she felt about anything I said.

"Then yesterday at the club, I saw her with another woman and I felt something horrible come over me, something I've never felt before. I asked about her about the other woman and of course she didn't answer. She just kept calling me a liar, how I lied about loving her. And if I wanted to her to get over me then I had to give her time...space." I say, wiping away tears. "Mama, I do love her. I'm in love with her. I just don't know what to do. I've messed up so bad. I broke her, she said so."

"Oh baby," my mom say, squeezing my hand, "All I can tell you is to follow you heart. If you wake up in the morning and all you can think about is her then you two belong together. You have to make sure you're ready though. Ready to love her mind, body, and soul."

I stare into my mother's beautiful soft blue eyes and nod.

"Thank you mama." I whisper.

"Your welcome, my baby." She smiles, pulling me into her arms.

I cling to my mother as I lay my head on her shoulder, contemplating what I could do to even deserve another chance to talk to Laurel when she could hardly stand the sight of me. Whatever I have to do I have to try...something...anything. Because now that I know how good love feels there is no way I'll be able to live without it.