~Sometimes there's no reason for my decisions.

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Cali,

After having atleast 23 clients today I was exausted. I was walking a slow paste to my car until  I remember Tyler has Parent teacher conference today. I rushed to my car and drove off to his school.

"Tyler has the potential to do things but sometimes his focus is a little off.."  Tyler's teacher Ms. Ness spoke. "But hes a straight "A"student so I dont see the problem here .." I chuckled but I was serious. "Hes distracted with something that bothering him..." his teacher raised in eyebrow.  "And you seem to know what..." I folded my arms getting a bit irritated.  "Well, If I'm mistaken Tyler fathers not in his life." She whispered. I frowned that sat up straight in my chair. I looked back at Tyler who was in the back of the class playing his video game with his head phones in. "Look. You don't know us, ok?" I yelled. "Ma'am,  I'm sorry to upset you... but it bothers him. In a couple of our last writing assessment Tyler has mentioned he wishes he had a dad just like All the other kids....or here's an example,  he drew this picture yesterday...its, you & him and at the bottom of the paper he wrote.. 'someone's missing'." She handed me a paper but I snatched it. I took a glance at it, and took a moment to think. Tyga hit my heart hard. "Well, I think this conversation is Done here... ok? have have a nice day." I got up and whipped my tears. I threw the Paper down on the table and grabbed my purse to go. "TYLER!" I yelled he looked up. "Let's go.." I muttered.

I'd Admit I really fucked up. I was being so selfish just to think of myself in the decision I make. I fucked up my child's life and I know when his dad finds out I pretty much will fuck up his. How could I let something like this get so deep? On our way home it was silent, I looked in my rear view mirror and Tyler was asleep when I glanced at him.

I carried Tyler in the house and placed him in his bed... I took his shoe's off and clothes leaving nothing but his boxers on, Because he can't sleep in clothes he sweats and at night. I kissed his forehead and a tear fell from my face. I kicked off my heels and just layed in his bed with him and held him tight. "I'm so sorry baby..." I stroked the side of his face. "I'm sorry..." I whispered.

-Short but I'm uploading right away, ima upload three times tonight (; sorry for the wait. been thinking on how to keep this story going.

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