Good Girl, Bad Boy

Chapter 28

| Crystal's POV |

"You got anything to say before I start ranting?" My mom asked as we both took a seat on the bench in front of my porch. I shook my head quickly not wanting to say anything that would get her mad.

''N-no'' I stuttered as she nodded and crossed her legs. When she crosses her legs you know she's 'gon be talking for centuries.

"Firstly I'd like to start off by saying, who the f*ck do you think you are? and where the f*ck do they do this at?" She yelled causing me to jump up in shock. My mom has never cursed at me since the 18 years that I've been alive so you can image the state of shock I was in.

"Well...?" She continued. I didn't dare open my mouth, I wasn't ready to have her kick my a*s right outside my house. I shrugged and she took a deep breath in ready to continue on with her rant. "When were you going to tell me this?... No scratch that, Where you even planning on telling me at all?" She questioned as I looked down at my fidgiting fingers in my lap.

Of course I was going to tell her, only when I felt that the time was right. And to be honest, I didn't think there was going to be a right time at all because she'd end up yelling at me anyways. "I was going to tell you when I thought the time was right. I didn't want you stressing over this when you already have loads to stress over" I explained but I could tell by her stale expression and wrinkled forehead that she completely disregarded what I had just said.

"See, we wouldn't have this problem if you were the good, responsible woman I raised you to be. If you never had met Chris none of this would've happened". And there she goes again down-talking Chris as If she knows him like I do. This is the exact thing that pissed me off, and the main reason I never brought him around.

"That's basically the reason I moved. Look mom, I love Chris very much and I want to be with him whenever I can. Bringing him to your home wouldn't be an option seeing as you despise him so much and there's just no privacy at his house. What were you expecting me to do?" I asked. She shook her head and sighed deeply, taking my hands from my lap and into hers.

"I was expecting you not to get involved with a boy so quick so there was nothing distracting you from getting your education. I was expecting you to stay focused and respect my wishes. What did I tell you before you left for college?" She asked as I avoided her gaze. I felt as though I disappointed her and that she was ashamed of me.

"You told me not to get involved with a boy, and not to change for no one" I said reciting what she had told me before she left.

"Right, and you broke both of them. I told you not to conversate with a guy unless it was about work, and I told you not to change, and you have" She said as her eyes began to water. I took a deep breath as her thumb caressed the back of my hand.

"Mom, I haven't changed at all" I argued as she shook her head.

"Crystal, Just because you put a tattoo under you arm, doesn't mean I won't notice. Come on, I'm your mother for christ sakes'' She pointed out as I blushed from embarrassment. I can't believe she noticed that. I forgot myself that that was there.

"There's nothing I can really do now seeing as the house has already been bought and you've already moved in. All I"m saying is that you be careful with Chris. I know y'all are having sex and I'm warning you to remind him to use a condom each time" I nodded rapidly as she smiled small. I returned her smile as she looked down whiping her tears.

"It's just hard seeing you grow up so quickly. As cliche as it sounds, it was like it was yesterday when you were crawling around the house" She muttered laughing slightly. I was certain she was reminiscing on the days when I could barely speak.