Best Friend's Brother - Alejandro Rosario

Chapter Thirty Two - Memories

Alejandro POV
It has been a few days since Chelsea got the heartbreaking news that her mum passed away. I could not imagine losing my mother but at the same time, Chelsea's mum was never around.

I must admit, even though she is upset, I'm just glad she's not back in her dark place. She's not locked up in a room, she has been talking to me and has actually cried on my shoulder. She has been eating a little bit which I mean is better than nothing.

There was a knock on my bedroom door and looked up to see a heartbroken girl, Chelsea. She was wearing dark clothes and her eyes were swallow indicating she just cried. "Can you please drive me home?"

"Yeah," I said while grabbing my car keys from my bedside table. Is she really wanting to deal with this by herself? I ignored my thoughts and got into the car with her and starting driving to the place she calls home.

Chelsea POV
Finally going back home was amazing. I probably should've stayed here more often as I would've seen my mother in between her shifts. "Are you ready to go inside," Alejandro said breaking my train of thoughts. I nodded and undid my seat belt but Alejandro stayed in the car. I opened his door for him indicating I wanted him to come out. He undid his seat belt and I held his hand walking up to my front door. I unlocked it.

I have been living in this house for twelve years and this is basically where my mum raised me. That is until we meant Stephanie and I was with them every day. Walking in and looking at the empty lounge made me remember the days when my grandparents were sitting there helping me read 'the very hungry caterpillar' book. Going into the kitchen and remembering the time I was helping mum make pancakes and I completely dropped the pancake batter all over the floor. Mum wasn't happy, I got yelled at. Going into my room and remembering every single bedtime kisses she would give me whenever she tucked me into bed. These were memories I knew I would never forget. I just smiled at the memory, I could see her clearly and I reached y hand out for her to grab but she disappeared. That's when it really hit me, my mother is gone. 

I didn't realise I was crying until Alejandro pulled me into a hug. I opened my phone and saw that the message I sent has been read and the last words I told her was 'I hate you.' I dropped my phone and dropped onto my bedroom floor. Mum was the only family I have and my last words to her was 'I hate you.' What kind of daughter does that, her only daughter. I bet she wished she had another one. I don't know what happened to my dad and I wished I knew. Tomorrow is the funeral, maybe he might be there?