Paris POV
1 week later
“Mama!” I shouted from downstairs wondering what's taking her so long. “Yessss baby...am coming" she said carrying here suitcase in one hand and a bag in the other “why you bringing so much stuff i didn't plan on making you live there you know” i said before helping her with the suitcase to the car. “I gotta have enough clothes to wear i don't know how long amma stay there boo because this is a battle am fighting here" Mhmmm momma just don't go crack crazy there or do any dumb shit foh ion know what they gon do with yoo ass if you get outtta control while staying there" i said while putting her belongings in the trunk. “Time to hit the road ma” i said while hopping inside the car i watched her walk over to the passenger side and i just prayed that she would be drug free after all of this and our lives would turn out for the better
1 hour
We were parked outside the rehab center and i was starting to miss her crack ass already i know we haven't talked much since she started taking drugs but it wasn't always like that it all started when my dad walked out on us and my mom was heartbroken and thought crack was the answer to it all and after the crack came other disasters i don't even wanna talk about because it all be messed up and shit i just hope I'll get my once happy and jolly mother back and start fresh again for a better chapter in our lives.
We got out out the car and i went for her stuff in the trunk and walked inside the building with her beside me i could see she got a lil nervous when she stepped inside the rehab because her hands where shaking and she couldn't stop rubbing them together “Momma it's gonna be alright" i said while smiling a little just to lighten up the mood between us “Don't let this place get to you ma i promise it's gonna do more good than bad” “I know baby am just really thinking about everything and realised that i really fucked up big time and that your the best gift i could ever ask for but i guess i saw that too late now” she said while a tear slide down here face “Momma it might be late but u could fix that by getting your shit together now and rebuild back our relationship " I said while staring deep down in here eyes.
I placed the luggage's at the front desk where i saw a lady sitting around a desk she had brown curly hair which went perfect with here green eyes i look down on her name tag and saw that she was T.Gonzales “Good morning missss......” “Miss Anderson” i said “how may i help you today" she said while giving me a warm smile “Am here to check in my mother today” “OK i will have someone escort her to the room she will be staying in and come pick up here belongings in a couple sec” she said while waving over a tall young light skin man which was around the corner in the rehab “And don't worry we will take good care of her love” miss gonzales said giving me a certain and trustworthy look “That's good to know Miss Gonzales but before she go could i have couple words with her first" “Sure go ahead” she said i looked over on momma who was looking all over the place "ma..." "Yess Paris" she said staring in my eyes “ i just wanted to say i love you and your not going through this alone and no matter what your gonna always be my mom and i will always love you" i said kissing her on the cheek and hugged her while i felt tears forming in my eyes “Amma always love you too my sweet baby and i just wanna say all the wrong i did or made happened to you i hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me one day and start over”she said “Me too....but it will take time” i said staring at the ground while a tear slid down my face “I wish you the best mama and see ya when u better and drug-free” I said smiling a lil while side eyeing her “See yaa my lil munchkin” she said smiling while walking off i watch the young man escort her to her room and I waved bye to miss Gonzalez's and headed for the door on my way out a cool breeze hit me and i said to my self well “This is it”
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