Holding Out For A Hero

25. Mama

The Next Day

"This may come off as weird but can I wait to wear this out in public?" I asked as we sat at the table eating lunch. Dave raised an eyebrow as he looked at me and finished what was in his mouth.

"Are you worried about Jordyn or the media finding out?" Dave asked.

"Neither. I just want to wait til after the baby is here. I know it's weird but I don't even want to tell Abby. I like that it's just us who know," I replied. I was really expecting him to start a fight.

"I get it. It's only two months anyways right?" He said in response. I smiled at him and leaned over and kissed him.

"Well two months til we tell our friends and family atleast. This ring is not leaving the house til those papers are signed though," I replied as I looked at it again. I couldn't stop looking at it.

"Well Taylor knows I bought the ring and that I was going to ask," Dave said before taking another bite of his sandwhich.

"Now I have to tell Abby because T probably told her," I said as I stood up and took my empty plate to the sink. I heard my phone ringing from the next room so I went to get it. I got there as I missed the call. I picked it up and made a face when I saw the number. It was the number I had refused to answer since I moved away from my home. I was about to put my phone down when it started ringing again. I stared at it for a minute before I answered.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Britt?" my step dad Rob said.

"Hi Rob. May I ask why you're calling?" I asked in a bitchy tone.

"I know we promised not to call anymore but I thought you'd make an exception. You're mom passed away last night," Rob said. I didn't say anything but I sat down on the couch in shock. I don't remember anything else he said as I sat there listening in shock. I was off the phone and staring straight ahead at the wall when Dave walked in and sat beside me.

"So what movie should we watch before the girls get here?" He asked and I still just sat there staring straight ahead.

"Babe? Britt what's wrong? You're scaring me. Brittany," Dave said. He started shaking me gently when I wouldn't response.

"My mom died," I finally said as I looked at him.

"I'm sorry baby. How did she pass away?" Dave asked as he started rubbing my back.

"I'm fine. Shocked but fine," I replied as I got up and started pacing.

"You're not fine. I'm calling Abby," Dave said and pulled out his phone. I kept pacing as he talked on the phone to Abby. I eventually went upstairs to the bedroom and started pacing in there. When Abby came into the room, I was still pacing.

"Britt are you ok?" she asked as she closed the door and walked over to the bed. I finally stopped pacing and looked at her.

"My mom died," I said as I stood there.

"Dave told me. Talk to me boo. Say whatever is on your mind. Just let it out," Abby said and motioned with her hands as she said it.

"I loved her. She raised me, put a roof over my head, fed me, clothed me, put me through school and helped me with stuff but she was a mean hateful bitch. I wanted her to die for so long because of everything she did to me. I started cutting because of her. I started smoking, quit when she gave shit and then 2 years later she starts supplying me with smokes until I turned 18. She was one of the worst people ever. She constantly put me down and calling me names. I want nothing more than to cry and just feel bad but I can't. I'm sad that she died but I'm not going to cry over it. She didn't even cry when her mom died. Dave probably thinks I'm a fucking nutcase because I've been pacing like a mad woman. He probably thinks I'm heartless too because I'm not crying over my mom. I'm a cold heartless bitch," I said. I sat down on the floor and put my head in my hands. Abby came over and put an arm around me.