Torn between risking it all and losing the man she loves, Ava must make a choice, but in the process of making this choice, Ava must accept the consequences of her actions and the damage that it leaves.
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My palms sweat with anticipation, today's the day it all goes down. There has been many moments in life where I've become insanely nervous, but none that I can recall like this. Perhaps there was this one time where I broke my mother's favourite porcelain doll and I didn't want to tell her because I knew she'd be mad. My moral conscience caught up to me though, something like what's happening now.
I wrap my arms around Blake's waist and rest my head on his warm solid chest. He instantly wraps his arms around mine and kisses the top of my head.
"How are you?" he asks.
If it isn't obvious enough, I'm freaking out. Despite the calm and well thought out words of wisdom Blake manages to sprout out, I don't think he couple possibly say anything to help me feel better. I feel sick to my stomach, and I don't think it'll pass until this is just a thing of the past.
I don't understand how people can look back at these moments and laugh. I certainly can't sense the humour in the situation. All I feel like is crap with a horrible sense of guilt in my stomach. I feel as if I should have already told my parents, but it's not like I could have done it earlier either.
My phone madly vibrates across the kitchen counter as my ringtone plays. I break away from our hug and step towards the bench to answer it. I press the deceive against my ear and hear the sound of my mother's voice.
It takes me a moment for my brain to catch up with the conversation. It's only when her mumbled words make sense, my head skips a beat inside my ribcage. I have to cough to stop myself from choking.
"Hun, I asked if we could do dinner at our house," she says.
My mother's voice rings inside my head like when you yell into a cave and it echoes. My sight goes blurry and I temporarily feel numb to the world. I'm not prepared for this, I can't do it.
Having dinner here meant I'm in my safe zone, but stepping into my parents' house makes things different. The dynamics of the situation have been shuffled around now and I can't grip with it.
"Um, how come we can't have dinner here?" I ask. "I've shopped for all the food." I try to place forth a convincing argument so that she caves and goes back to the original plan. I don't want to be suspicious and questionable if I say no to going to their house for dinner.
"Your father is working late again, so I thought it would be easier. We could always rearrange for tomorrow?"
I don't know if I could wait until tomorrow or even another night. I've already spend enough time stressing over this, so I might as well get it over and done with.
"Sure, your house sounds great," I reply.
"Great, I'll see you soon then." We part ways and hang up. I place the phone on the table and dive into Blake's arms once more. This is my portable safe zone, I'd be okay if Blake is by my side, and he will be.
