Chapter 59

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Previously on One Weekend Of Giving In:

"Did it ever crossed your mind that maybe I needed my mom? I had to grow up as 'one of the guys'. I could never have female friends because I didn't know how to interact with them. I needed a mother figure growing up, and I didn't have that. I grew up knowing all my life that you were dead."

"I know. I regret leaving you. If I can take it back I would. It was torture for me as a mother not to see her child grow up in her very eyes. I wanted to be there every step of your life. From your first word, your first steps, first owie, first birthday, first day of school. Everything."

"You could have fought for me. If you loved me so much, you could have done everything you can to get me back. Eighteen years! That's how much time you had. It took you eighteen years to finally show your face. And now that you're here, what do you expect from me? To let you in my life and let you make up for the years you missed out on?"

"Mackenzie," She called out, her eyes were covered in tears.

"No. It would take a lot more than a story for me to let you back in my life. Why now? Right when I'm finally happy with my life, why did you finally choose now to show your face?" She didn't speak so I yelled louder, anger quickly rising in me. "WHY?!"

"BECAUSE IM DYING!" She exclaimed.

"What?" My anger was slowly dying down as I took in the sudden burst of shocking news.

"I have a heart problem.." My first instinct was to call her out on lying but a part of me believed her, a part of felt like I recieved the most terrible news ever. I shouldnt be feeling this way, this woman just walked in my life just a few weeks ago. It's not possible for me to feel as if I was about to lose a very important person in my life. This woman just barged into my life, and dropped the news that she was dying and yet I feel sad?

"How long have you had this problem?" I asked

"I found out about 4 months ago."

"Is that why you came here? Is meeting me some kind of dying wish?

'I've always thought of finding you. I needed to see you and at least explain myself. I wanted to tell you my side of the story but I never found it in me to do it. I was too coward to face you. But finding out that i didnt have much time left, I knew I had to finally suck it up and face you."

"Well, you found me, you told me your side of the story, you told me about your problem..now what? Are you expecting me to forgive you and let you in my life?"

"No. I understand if you are still angry, I know it would take more than a sorry speech for you to forgive me but I did hope that the things I said atleast made you reconsider making me be a part of your life for at least the short amount of time I have left.'

Before I can have the chance to respond, the doorbell rang letting me know that Katherine was finally here. Tara stood up and began walking towards the front door. Opening the door, Katherine stood there with a confused expression once she laid her eyes on Tara.

"Just think about it, please. I'll be in town for a while and i'd really like to spend more time with you." Tara quickly says before leaving.

After inviting Katherine in, she started asking questions as to who that woman was. My plans were to keep this situation a secret until I got it all sorted out but I couldn't find it in me to lie to mom nor keep secrets from her any longer. I led mom to the couch and once we were both seated, i waited a minute to gather my words.

"Honey, what's going on? Who was that woman?" She asked with a concerned expression.

"That woman," I took a quick deep breath "that woman is my mom.. At least she says she is." I looked over at Katherine and I can tell she was pretty shock on what she just heard me say. I gave her a few minutes to let it all sink in and once she did, she began to speak.

"I...I thought you said your mother was dead dear. How... When...what?" And we were back to the confused expression.

"I know you have many questions, I do too. But mom i hope you understand why I didn't tell you. Everything happened so fast and I needed to have my questions answered by her and find out what really happened myself. Up until a week ago, I thought my mother was dead and now I don't know anything anymore. I don't know what's the truth and what's not anymore."

Katherine let out a sigh and reached over to hold my hand. "Oh honey, of course I understand. But you shouldn't be handling this alone. If I found out my mother was alive all along, I would want someone to help me deal with it."

I gave her hand a light squeeze and gave her a sincere smile "I'm not alone mom. I have Spencer, and now I have you too. And plus I'm stronger than you think." We both let out a laugh.

"I know you are. But what are you going to do? Have you contacted your father about this yet?"

"No. I wanted to hear her side of the story first before i attempt to get ahold of my father. Attempt as in, if he ever plans on talking to me again. Considering he practically disowned me."

"Well, deep down do you think she's your mother?"

"To tell you the truth, I did feel like there was this sudden bond between us. It was like I knew her forever but I didn't."

"What did she tell you so far?"

"That she regretted leaving me.. And that um.. She has a heart problem. She's dying." And there goes that sudden pain again.

"Oh honey, I'm so sorry." Mom pulled me in for a warm hug and I quickly wrapped my arms around her. It was exactly what I needed. After pulling away from our hug, mom decided we needed to take a break from the drama and insisted we go out to release some stress. She took me out for lunch and also went out to get our nails done.

The next day I had an early doctors appointment. Mom picked me up and accompanied me since Spencer had a class to go to.

"Well Mackenzie things look great and so does your baby. Continue to hold off on activities that would tire you out and try to stay stress free and if possible, continue with the bed rest cycle for at least another week. You'll technically be fully developed by then. Also I want to start seeing you once a week from now on just so I can monitor you considering your close." Dr.Homer's smile was warm as she spoke. "Do you have any questions or concerns?"

"No I don't think so. I'm just ready for him to be here. I can't sleep at all and this is starting to feel uncomfortable."

Dr.Homer laughed and patted my leg "that's pretty common to feel uncomfortable. But keep in mind, once the baby arrives, be prepared for waking up all hours of the night." She laughed again. "Katherine do you have any questions? Concerns perhaps?"

"No. I'm just worried she's going to go into labor and Spencer might not be around due to classes or fights. I just don't want her to go through birth without her fiancée there."

"That's understandable, but even if he isn't there, I'm pretty sure he would have enough time to get to her considering she won't have the baby for hours after her water breaks."

"That's somewhat good to know."

Every time Spencer leaves for a fight, he would tell Luca if he were to come into the world that night, at least wait until he was back from the fight. Spencer wouldn't even say hi to me when he called after fights. The first thing out of his mouth was always, "I love you. Did anything happen? Are you okay? How are you?" If I wasn't so afraid he'd come home with a broken bone or something, I would laugh at him simultaneously kicking the crap out of people and being terrified that his fiancée was about to go to labor.

"Well!" Dr.Homer stood and gave me a quick hug "if anything happens or you need anything at all, just give me a call. If not, I'll see you in a week, hopefully with Spencer yeah?" I gave her a nod and thanked her before heading home. Mom dropped me off at my place and I walked in, only to find my handsome sexy husband standing by the door waiting to embrace me. He pulled me towards him and crushed his lips onto mine.

"I missed you today." He seductively whispers in my ear.

"I missed you too." I reply back and he intersects our hands and smiles down at me.

"I have a surprise for you." He says and before I could ask questions, I was lifted into his arms and we were headed to his car. I wonder what surprise he has in stored for me this time...whatever it is I'm just glad we are going out and not staying in because staying in would mean another filled night doing nothing fun and being stuck in bed rest.

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