Stef and Lena (MyLove)❤️

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STEF'S POV:

I was still lost for words. So many thoughts running through my head. Agh. This couldn't be happening right now.

"Who's at the door sweetie?" Lena shouted from the other room.

"It's erm...nobody" I shouted back feeling awful for what I just said.

"Nobody huh? Thanks mom" he replied.

"Brandon! What do you expect me to say. I've not told her about you because you chose to follow your dads steps in crime. You wanted nothing to do with me. So I'm sorry that my son had disowned me and chose jail over me." I said snapping back.

"Well, I choose you now" he said.

"No! YOU DO NOT CHOOSE ME WHEN YOUR LIFE GETS SHIT ALL OF A SUDDEN!" I snapped raising my voice.

I possibly raised my voice a little too high for Lena knew it was not just 'nobody' at the door, someone was making me frustrated and emotional and Lena needed to know who it was, so she walked over to me asking.

"Can we help you?" Lena asked my son whom she didn't even know about.

"I'm Brandon Foster, pleased to meet you" he said acting all innocent and welcoming. Ugh, he knew how to play his cards.

"Oh, are you related?" Lena asked flickering her eyes back and forth between him and I.

I knew for sure this was going to go down well, I hadn't told Lena about my son. Wow. And we was planning on having kids when I hadn't even mentioned the one I had. She was going to be soooo pissed at me.

"No, her son" he blurted our.

There's nothing I wanted to do more than dig a very deep hole and bury myself in it. I was so humiliated.

"Brandon, what do you want?" I ask cutting to the chase as Lena stood nearby shocked unable to speak.

"I thought I'd stop by, say hello" he said smirking.

"Well, hi, now can you go?" She asked trying to get rid of him.

"Mom! I need you" he said stopping the door with his foot as I begun to shut it on his face.

"Erm, come on in" Lena said opening the door for him.

"Lena...." I begun. Why would she do this.

"I need answers Stefanie" she snapped back.

And I understood. Of course she needed answers but why did they have to come from his lying deceiving mouth. God, I know he's my son and I should love him with all my heart but he's a constant reminder of his father. Who I hated very much. I tried raising him the way I wanted to, but his father always used to buy shooting games about the age. He took him to shooting ranges to fire guns and his drug deals at the age of 8! A path Brandon chose to follow.

"Mom, Dad, please could you go now and give us some space?" Lena asked in the nicest possible way without trying to sound rude.

They left a little confused as tears ran from my face, i couldn't deal with this right now. I couldn't forgive him for what he done to me. If it wasn't for my mother, I wouldn't be stood here today.

"Would you like a drink?" Lena asked him politely.

"No. Lena, don't treat him like he's innocent and a victim. we both know he's far more than that" she said sitting down beside Lena trying to take her hand but she pulled away.

"Haha, wow. You're dykes" he said laughing as he caught eye of our rings. "Congratulations" he said laughing rudely.

"Get out!!!" I said sighing at his unrespectful manor.

"Mom! Can't you see I'm trying here, I want to change" he said begging.

I couldn't cope, him being here broke me into millions of pieces. How could he turn up here like nothing had happened. He had done so many terrible things, in which I couldn't never ever forgive him for. I stood up as my breathing increased, I had always struggled to breath in situations like this. Tears flowed down my face as each raced to the bottom of my face.

"No...n-you don't get to do this to me. You-you can't just turn up saying your g-going to change. No. It's-it's not that simple B" I stopped for a moment trying to get my breath back I stood in front of him while he remained in the sofa looking down in guilt. For he knew what he had done.
"I loved you so much, you're the only person in the world that's ever broken my-my heart. Y-you chose your dad over me. You ch-chose time in jail rather than moving to San Diego with me. You went to j-jail because you were dangerous. You-you fucking.. you broke me inside"

"I didn't do anything mom!" He commanded not wanting to hear the truth out load, he knew what he done to me.

"You chat shit son, you held a knife to my throat! I couldn't sleep for months. You went to jail for knife crime. How could I-how could I forgive you. And now you turn up here...why?" Tears continued to flow, soon I was sure I'd be sat in a river of them.

"I swear, I'm sorry mom" he pleaded.

My mother who remained in my apartment walked around to me standing beside me. "Brandon, sweetie, Stef loves you so much still. But you cannot restore the hope and faith she has in you. She wanted you to follow her healthy footsteps, to to college and university, become a police officer but instead you followed your father turning out just like him and hating your mother, she done everything possible and when she threatened to call the police on your father you held her at knife point. If it wasn't for me turning up would you have hurt her? Huh? Did you have any intentions of hurting her, because you was aimed at her throat and if you were to slice, you'd of killed her. You know that, right?"

"Of course I do, I'd never hurt my mother though, and I truly am sorry. Please. I need help mom. I need your support, all of you" he said looking at my mother, then Lena and then me.

"I can't just forgive you like that. I need time to think. Please, just go." I said as I tried wiping the tears that kept falling.

"Why don't you stay with me tonight B" Sharon suggested.

"Mom...how do you know he's safe?" I asked considering my mother's safety.

"He won't hurt me. I'll lock away all knives, all weapon based household objects and take his mobile devices" she suggested to him as he nodded agreeing.

"Please, Mom, I'm sorry. I need your help. Please don't give up on me this time, I need you the most" he begged.

Seeing him beg for me broke my heart even more, for I couldn't forgive him but I seen his desperation and desire to become a better person. But could I be that easy to forgive and forget. No?

I heard the door slam and I instantly dropped to the floor sobbing louder than ever. Lena seen the pain I was feeling and started to understand roughly why I hadn't told her but she didn't full become aware of the situation and what was going on. She deserved to know, I just couldn't talk right now.

"Sweetie, it's ok. I'm here" she said getting off the sofa falling to the floor with me holding me tight. Being in her arms made me safe.

"I'm-I'm So s-sorry" I cried.

"Shhhh" She said rubbing her hand up and down my back and my head sat on her chest listening to her heart pound.
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A/N: so I think I have spoilt you tonight, 3 chapters. So now you know. Would you have ever guessed it was Brandon?

☹️ANNOUNCEMENT: I apologise if the chapters update less frequently as I have my GCSE's for the next month agh. SAVE ME😭😭😭 but I will try my hardest.

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