Arms wrap tightly around her waist, tears streaming down from my eyes, is what I am currently doing. Letting the crystal droplets flow down my cheeks, embracing the soft cries. I know how important this moment is. I know how this is silently breaking her.
Breaking Me.
Its precious, this moment. You could tell by how hard she was squeezing, and I just as hard.
“I love you.” her voice is soft and feathery, scared of what might happen.
“I love you too.” I let the sob escape my mouth, staring down at her for the last time for who knows how long.
We both knew this is for the best. After the life we’ve been through, we deserved this. I didn’t want to leave her, in that tiny town with the tiny house. Broken and falling down, over the years trying my best to fix it up. But we never had enough money, barely able to pay the rent. I had a job by the time I was 13, never had a real childhood. And this is my chance to go out and make something of myself. Not just for me, but for her. For my mom. The woman who tried her best, making sure I had everything I needed, even though it wasn’t much.
I knew we would soon both be on our own, so different from her and I against everyone else. But we didn’t have a choice, she wouldn’t give me one. She wouldn’t let me say no to that scholarship. After my years of studying, doing everything I could to get straight A’s. In her eyes it wasn’t fair for me to waste my life, just because she did.
I gripped her even harder, not wanting to let go.
“Your plane is here,” I hated to see her cry. Hated to hear her voice crack.
“I don’t want to go.”
My voice came out stronger than I expected it to, and I was a bit shocked.
“Hamilton, its time to let go.” she pulls away from me, making my arms fall to my side like lifeless spaghetti.
“Goodbye,” she lightly holds the side of my face, memorizing it.
“Goodbye.” her hand drops, and grabs the suitcase beside me.
I grasp it from her hand, feeling it lightly touch against my own. We share another glance before I walk off to my flight. I turn around after I hand the attendant my ticket, hoping to see my mother one last time.
But she’s already gone.
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FanfictionWhen Hamilton Grier moves from his small hometown to the big city, life is nothing like he had expected it to be. He didn't think it would be so huge and noisy. He didn't expect to work from dawn until dusk, just to make a small sum of cash. He did...
