I Think I Love You

chapter 13

Emily woke up to feeling of someone sitting on her bed. Someone who had an intend to make sure she woke up. Her mom sat beside her sleeping body and softly stroked her back, "hey baby. I brought us something, since I know you're going through a hard time. You know the whole thing with Alex and John." Emily sat up as her mom took out the chocolate ice cream she bought. "Um... Listen I'm sorry about me yelling at you. I'm not mad, I was a bit in shock with what you told me, since I never actually knew anything about you being pan and Alex being trans. And that caused me to yell. I'm sorry. I really don't hate that your pansexual I just hate that you didn't include me into it, you know? I'm your mom I should know these kinds of things. Plus I can't really say anything since I'm bisexual and I never let you know." Emily hugged her mom and sobbed softly. It hurt. Everything hurt. And her mom was there for her, to love her to care for her. Something not a lot of people were willing to do for Emily. Emily's mom smiled and wiped her tears "so you wanna eat some? I heard its really delicious." Emily smiled and got up from her bed and quietly walked to kitchen, bare footed. The floor was cold, it was a marble floor so obviously it was. She went through her cabinets and found 2 spoons. She felt satisfied at the thought of eating ice cream with her mother, it was rare they did anything together. So when they did, she cherished it. She walked into her room and waved the 2 spoons around "we're gonna eat that, but we gotta watch something on Netflix. Deal?" Her mother stood up and smiled "deal." They walked to the couch and turned on the TV and put Netflix. Emily's mom opened the ice cream container and they dug their spoons into the chocolate ice cream. The both of them laughed and made jokes, giggles escaped their mouths, and ice cream was eaten. A couple of hours later Emily rested her head on Her mothers head "thank you Beatrice." Emily never said her mothers name. Not normally. "For what?" Beatrice stared at her child with confusion "for being here. For understanding. For giving birth to me. For holding me 9 long tiring months and not regretting any of it. Thank you for being here even though I'm hard to deal with." Her mother smiled and kissed her forehead "it was absolutely worth it baby." The two of them finally put a movie on and sat attentively, watching it.