Troubled Life

Chapter 11: Got A Secret

Mom sighed and I instantly felt bad. "Ara... Please tell me you're not messing around with him."

"No" I quickly answered and mom sighed a sighed of relief. "I was just cleaning his lip from where that stupid thug hit him." I explained

"Thug?" She raised a brow.

"Yeah we were playing basketball and a thug showed up, he knew Jordan but for some reason they broke out into a fight, so I parted the fight and when I turned around he pointed a gun at us."

"Then he and his big mouth called me a slut so I just beat the shit out of him" I put my knuckles on display and mom looked at them raising her eyebrows. I really should put some ice on this.

"So you played basketball with him?" She asked before prying her eyes off of my hands and back to my face as I nodded. "You normally turn guys down and leave it at that, so what about him was so special" she was right. I do just turned them down and that's the end of that.

"It's not what you think mom, he just...." I took a deep breath then let it out. "He somehow, someway figured out that I have PTSD and he tried to offer me a shoulder to cry on but him being a player triggered my trust issues and I snapped on him. He apologized and asked me to go with him somewhere so he could make it up to me, then we ended up at the basketball court."

"He's a player." She firstly pointed out from all that I had just said. She didn't need to say she was afraid for me, for me to know that she is. "Well for a player he's going out of his way."

"Well he technically had to. It was his fault I was upset" she nodded slowly before relaxing her shoulder with a long sigh.

"I just don't want you to get hurt again...." She started off. "If you end up falling for him and he hurts you Ara. I don't know what I'll do" she blurt out.

"I know mom and believe me I don't want to get hurt either. But there's nothing to worry about I'm not falling him; nothing's going on so you don't have to worry" I put her at ease.

"Alright.... Well meet me in the training room" she told me before walking out of the room and leaving me with my thoughts. I eventually pried myself out of my seat and got dressed in my regular training attire.

After a long sigh I walked out of my room just in time to see that the boys and Mariah was leaving. I stood on the top of the stairs leaning on the rail watching everyone of them leave but before Jordan left my dad stopped him.

They had a nice conversation... I guess. And then he let him leave. After Jordan left dad looked up at the top of the stairs to me while holding up a glass of Scotch to his lips. That look was new... It was sort of like a 'I actually talked to him... But I still say no' type of look.

I brushed it off. I mean it's not like anything's happening between me and Jordan that I need daddy's permission for. So pushing those head wrecking thoughts to the side I then headed to the training room.

The room was basically all glass. It had floor to ceiling glass windows; or walls you could say. The glass is laminated tho, so it's pretty durable and thick but doesn't even look like it. It looks like a nice, clear, one layer glass.

The only non-glass part was the left wall where there is a door that led to another room that is always locked and the wall where the door is to enter the main room.

My mom was just sitting there waiting and looking out the window into the back yard. I walked over to her and sat down not knowing what to expect. She seems on edge.

"Hey mom" I greeted as she slowly turned her head to look at me. The only thing on her face right now was nervousness. I really wonder what's wrong because I haven't the slightest clue and seeing my mom worried or scared or even nervous is a cause for panic.