Chapter Twenty-four
"I'm quite surprised that you invited Nate in this outing." Amy said as she helped me fold the clothes I'm going to bring inside my gray-striped suitcase. I sighed and stood up to take my hygiene kit at my vanity table. She's been nagging me about this Nate Issue for weeks now after I told her the incident at Nath's school performance. Nate has been visiting Nath more often and their relationship has been deepening by the day, and I'm quite bothered.
"You don't have to be surprised, because I didn't invite him. Mom did." I said as I placed the kit inside the suitcase and went back inside the bathroom to take my toothbrush that was placed in the sink. I told my mom about Nate being my boss and all the things that had happened this past two months, and she was utterly shocked but did not said anything more about it. I don't know, she even invited him in our house back at Clayton like it was okay, like nothing happened.
"Oh really? If I don't know you for all my life, I might believe you." she retorted. I sighed heavily and flopped in my bed, beside Amy.
"What are you implying?" I asked, frustration evident from my tone. What's wrong with Nate tagging along with us?
"Youre letting him again in your life! Without even a fight!" she exclaimed and I was quite shocked by her outburst.
"What's eating you?" I sat properly and faced her squarely. She tossed the red t-shirt she was folding inside the suitcase as I followed it with my gaze.
"I just don't want to see you crying in the end. You're so stupid that you can't even protect yourself from being hurt!" she angrily spat and I frowned at her.
"I'm old enough and I can protect myself!" I retorded and she rolled her eyes, "and there's nothing to fight for! I was the one who left him remember? He's the victim of my idiocy here." my voice faltered as my chest clenched.
"It's not your 'idiocy' for the millionth time in this lifetime. And, you don't even know if he's here to stay. What if he 'establish' this deep relationship with your daughter and decided to turn his back from you and Nath, what are you going to do?" she said making air quotations, then crossed her arms at her front. I looked away, truthfully, I didn't know how to respond, she just vocalized the fear that was eating me since Nate came back in my life.
"Besides, he never said that he's back to stay, so I don't really have the right to expect anything from him." I said quietly as I continued packing.
"Janelle. It's you and your daughter's heart we're talking about, and I believe that you can't handle anymore heartbreaks!" she huffed angrily and I tried to ignore her, but everything she said hit a nerve. Fine! Everything she said was true, all of it! But so what? What could I do?
"What do you want me to do?" I almost screamed at her and she stared at me wide-eyed, "I tried! I tried my best to stop believing, to stop hoping! But hell with it! My heart just won't listen!" Everything seemed just to explode from a chest deep within me; people don't have to tell me those because I knew it perfectly well.
I know when to stop loving, yet my heart just won't listen to me.
I did not know when she shifted from where she was seated but the next thing I know, I was being hugged tightly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-" I interrupted her,
"I know, it has been always you who reminded me to stop hurting and the one who will always pull me back on my feet." I smiled weakly though she could not see it, "sorry for the outburst." I said quietly and I heard her chuckle.
"That's what I'm aiming for." she stated and I detached myself from her and frowned. She giggled more before answering to my questioning look.
"You've been feeding that feeling inside you, and best friend Amy is here to the rescue!" she waggled her eyebrows and I actually burst into laughter. Yeah, thinking about it now that felt nice, being able to scream what's eating you inside occasionally.
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