I woke up that morning feeling groggy and grumpy. My nose was stuffed and my throat ached. I looked at the clock and it was already 10:30 in the morning. I groaned, shoving my face into my pillow. I layed there for a few minutes and then something dawned on me.
It was Saturday. It was the day I was going to talk to my parents and go on my first date. And I could not have picked a worse time to be sick. Maybe I could cancel on my parents. But that would seem like I was running away from my problems and I couldn't do that anymore. I decided to suck it up and get through it.
What about my date though? I couldn't cancel on Jayden he might not give me another chance. I sighed. I could do this it wasn't like I was dying. I flopped off my bed and dragged myself to my feet, moaning. Why did I have this luck? I grabbed some fruit loops out of my pantry and succeeded in dumping them all over the counter instead of in my bowl.
I let out an exasperated scream. This day was going so great already. I shoveled cereal into my mouth and then went back to my room to get dressed. I threw on a ratty sweater and then thought better of it, putting on a light grey t-shirt tucked into a patterned, blue and white skirt. I looked kind of cute, so I was satisfied.
I took a deep breath and huffed it out again. I grabbed my keys, slammed them into my purse, and walked out the door. Marley meowed at me angrily and stared up at me from the doorway. I sighed. "I'm sorry Marls I can't pay attention to you right now. I have to go. I love you!" I blew her a kiss and shut the door.
I drive to my parents' house and stop the car. I couldn't get out. My legs wouldn't move. Come on Wendy, I yelled at myself in my head. I forced myself to move, going quickly so I couldn't stop. I knocked on the door before I could even think.
The door opened right as my hand left the door and I stepped back in shock. I guess they were waiting for me. Only my mom was standing there. She motioned me in, looking as nervous as I felt. I sat on the couch in the living room and looked around confused.
"I'm so glad you came Honey!" my mom said, tears in her eyes.
"W-where's Dad?" I asked shakily.
My mom glanced at her toes, obviously avoiding my eyes. I could tell something was wrong. "Mom?"
She sighed, finally meeting my eyes. "He didn't want to be here when you came."
My mouth opened, but I didn't know what to say to that. I guess he wasn't the one who wanted to make up with me, just my mom. "Oh."
"I'm so sorry. I've missed you so much but Dad..." she shrugged. A tear dropped down her cheek. "I wanna make this work somehow," she choked.
"M-mom." What was I supposed to say? I watched another tear drip down her face and I felt my eyes filling up, threatening to spill over. My hands started shaking and I did something I never did. I got up, walked over to my mom, and hugged her. She stiffened. She definitely wasn't expecting me to do that. Then, she hugged me back, tightly.
It was never Mom. Mom loved me and wanted me here. It was Dad the whole time. That's why Mom called me, not Dad. Mom left me voicemails, not Dad. I felt something wet slide down my face and realized I was crying too now. I might have been dreading this before, but I couldn't be more glad that I came. I had a mom now.
The date will be in the next chap! I thought this was a pretty important part of the story so I wanted to give it a whole chapter. I hope you liked it! 😘❤️
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