Chapter Thirteen Pt.2

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Ivy Reynolds POV

"Thank you" Jasmine mumbled just above a whisper.

"Mmhm" I mumbled, "follow me" I said leading her to the bathroom, "i'll bring you a towel and some clothes"

I walked out and sighed. I've been wanting this moment to happen and now that it's finally here it feels...... weird. I sighed again. It seems like once I take five steps forward I draw a bad wild card.

But anyways I went to Anna and Avas room when they used to live with me and started moving their room to the bedroom sized closet I had. The closet was smaller but still big nevertheless.

Once everything was transferred I pulled the full bed that came in the room back in there and grabbed the comforter, sheets and put all the other original furnaiture back in the room. I went to my closet and dug through it trying to find some clothes. I pulled out a knitted sweater and some jeans. We both wore a 7.5 in shoes, so I just got her some Burkenstocks.

I went to the bathroom and set the towel and clothes down. "There are some toothbrushes in the pack, under the sink"

"Um. Okay thanks" she said awkwardly then she started softly crying.  I just walked out and went to my room.

Right when I plopped down I looked at my phone to see that Bryson was facetiming me. I answered.

"Hey babe. It's so boring here without you"

"Aww do you miss me Bryson" I said poking my lip out.

"Yep. No offense Ivy but you look like shit. Your eyes are puffy as hell, you look stressed, and you look like Coach S made you run 10 miles nonstop"

"Well then. damn. Just call it as you see it. But my mom's here. And before you come over here mad as hell I need to explain some things to you" I said telling him everything my mom and I said.

"Damn. If you want my advice then all I have to tell you is listen to her side of the story. My mom died when I was four. You're lucky to even have a mom. She may not be perfect, but she's trying. Even though you want to hate her so badly, you can't because you love her too much. You can't let your hate get in the way of a beautiful relationship that could happen. If I could get my mom back, then I would never ever leave her side. You have every right to hate her but don't get consumed in it. Okay Ivy"

I nodded my head. "I wish that I didn't mean every word that I told her, but everything I said was true"

"Again. You have every right to feel that way towards her, but at least listen."

"Look at you speaking wise words Mr.Tiller"

"What can I say Mrs.Tiller"

"Since when was I Mrs.Tiller"

"From day one Mrs.Tiller. But anyways OVOs gonna call me in a couple of minutes"

"Oooh. Look at the big shot. Let's just hope that he doesn't forget about his small town girlfriend"

"That would never ever happen. And you're wrong. You're my soon to be wife. Just wait on it"

"Aww I feel so loooved" I sung chuckling

"You are. You are. But anyways OVO is calling"

"See you later Brys. Love you"

"Love you too" he hung up.

I decided to go see where she was. I checked the rooms and found her in the bedroom.

"Do you wanna go out and get some food" I asked her standing in the doorway.

"Sure"

"Suzannes Diner" I asked knowing that it was her favorite place.

She nodded her head again. I grabbed my keys and she followed me rubbing her arms. We both got in the car, and I pulled off.

It was silent in the car. "Look Ivy this is killing me"

"I know that feeling of feeling like your dying. Oh wait that actually did happen"

".........." silence

"Look. I don't wanna make you feel like a horrible mother because I already think that you have suffered through that enough, but I just can't bring it to myself to let it go."

"You don't know how much I've suffered too. I know I'm a failure and I could have done so much more. I know I broke you down and made you build up a shell around yourself. And for all my mistakes and failures as a mom and protecter I truly apologise. If I were in your shoes I would have done the same. I know you don't want my apologies, but there aren't enough sorries in this Earth that would express the way I feel"

"I love you so much, but as much as it pains me to say this but I hate you too"

"I know. I know"

We got to Suzannes and we walked in.

"Table for two" the waitress asked.

"Yes maam" my mom said putting on a fake smile.

"Follow me right this way" she said walking to a booth, "What drinks would you like"

"Sprite"

"Rasberry Lemonade" I said

"We're ready to order too" Jasmine said handing her the menus.

"Can I get the BLT with regular fries" she said

"And I want the Cheeseburger with only mayo and lettuce with sweet potato fries" I said handing her my menu. The waitress walked away.

"Starting tomorrow I'm going to check you into rehab. We're also going to take you to the police station to file a complaint to try to get him back in prison"

"Okay. I can do it. I know now that I've shown up in your life that you need time to see me as your mom again and not as just a random lady, and I know I deserve it but I really want us to have a normal relationship"

"Me too. You can't force forgiveness. You can't come into someone's life randomly and then try and make all the wrongs you did to rights in the span of one day. Change takes time, it takes effort it takes so much more than what you have right now. I just wanna let you know that I'm here for you. Even though you were never here for me, I can be here for you"

"Thank you"

I nodded and set my drink to this side, so the waitress could set our food down. We ate and then left.

Short.sweet.simple.

-make yourself a got damn tortilla Napoleon

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