ethereal (k.l.)

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Davina's POV

My school day consisted of me being anxious and afraid. I knew that when the final bell rang, I would have to go to his house and see him. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I know something bad will happen if I do. My mom will kill me and I'll never be able to leave the house again.

But I thought about seeing his face, hearing his voice. Looking into his brown eyes after two long weeks of being apart. Somehow that made everything okay.

The final bell rang and I started walking down the hallway and to the front doors. I didn't bother riding the bus since walking would give me more time to gather my thoughts, plus the bus doesn't go to Kian's house. As I stepped out of the parking lot, my phone buzzed, alerting me that I have a text. I pulled the device out of my pocket and read what it said.

Mom: Please come straight home, I really have to talk to you. I have good news.

I groaned out loud at the message. I haven't talked to her since last night and I really didn't plan on doing so anytime soon. But knowing me, I would follow any demand she gave me. I think I need to change that.

I turned around and started walking in the direction of my house. I was upset that I won't be talking to Kian today, but maybe something good will actually come out of what she has to tell me.

Soon enough, I was walking through my front door. I plopped my bag down on the couch and yelled out, "Mom?"

"I'm in my room!" She called back.

I reluctantly made my way up the stairs and then to her room. She was sitting in her bed with her hair up and work clothes still on. Once I walked in she smiled at me but I didn't return the gesture.

"Sit down." She said in a quiet voice. It wasn't harsh or commanding, it was sweet. I wasn't trusting it.

I held back a sigh and walked over to her bed, sitting down on the edge where I was about five feet away from her. "I really don't want to talk to you, so can you please just get on with whatever you want to say?" I said truthfully. I normally don't speak like this, especially not to my mom, but there's a lot of things I've done this past week that no one would expect me to do.

"Kian came by earlier today." She said, looking over at me. I couldn't process exactly what I felt when she said that. I felt shocked that he would basically committed suicide by showing up at my house. Why, how could he do that? I'm not mad that he did, I'm just questioning it. "He apologized to me for ditching and told me that he would never hurt you, and that he likes you very much." She continued.

I bit my lip, suppressing my smile. "Do you believe him?" I asked and looked down at my feet.

She paused for a second. "I do."

I looked up at her with hope in my eyes. "What does that mean?" I asked.

A sigh passed her lips and she glanced down at the floor. She smiled lightly, "You can see him again, Davina."

I smiled so wide my cheeks hurt. I can be with him again, there's nothing holding us back now. I'll see his tattoos, kiss his lips, touch his hair. I'll be happy. He'll be mine again.

"Honey, I'm sorry that I kept you guys apart." She spoke up. My smile slowly faded.

I looked back down at the floor and played with my fingers. "I can't forgive you, at least not right now." I said quietly. Even though my mom is granting me permission to be with Kian again, that doesn't make up for the fact that she broke us up and slapped me. She really hurt me and it's going to take a while for me to forgive her.