With Him

We meet again

Scarlet's Pov:

I hate that I had to fight with my mother in front of my grandmother like that, I know it may seem immature of me to hold on to things like that. But for me, I really don't move on from things like that easily, lalo na kung nasaktan ako. Hindi ko pa ninais mag tagal sa garden kaya umalis muna ako sa bahay kasi ayoko muna humarap kay granny chaka kay mommy kaya't nag desisyon akong lumabas ng bahay at mag relax sa park.

On my way there I didn't see many people since it's too early in the morning to see anyone at all taking a picnic or playing basketball at the court. I walk and sit down at my favorite spot under this big tree and lean against its aging trunk. I look around the park and observe the dying leaves falling off of trees and the sound of birds chirping in the distance. I inhale and exhale slowly, breathing the fresh air and close my eyes as I do.

"Your Lola said you'd probably be here,"

I turn to my right and see my mother, her black and white hair significant note of her aging, and her face a glimpse of the beauty slowly turning into what seems like a rose dying of age. I sigh and ignore her and look away if being ignorant is a way of getting her to leave then I'll try it.

"I just wanted to talk to you Scarlet, minsan lang naman tayo nagkakausap eh,"

My mom says as she sits down beside me, I look at her wanting to know what she'll say further on but all she does is stop for a second as her focus shifts and she stares at a tree not far from where we are sitting and her eyes begin to tear up. I just watch her tears fall down to the grass beneath us.

"Why are you crying?"

She looks at me as she wipes her tears away and frowns as if I've said something wrong but I just look at her questionably waiting for her reply.

"I'm sorry that I left, it's just that seeing you reminded me of your father and I couldn't carry the pain so I left and worked my ass off for you so that you can have good quality education and college funds, I know that its-"

I put up my left hand stopping her and swallow the words I wanted to say that could possibly hurt her feelings and instead I hug her because I know how it feels to be left alone without the one you love. And I remember that my grandmother told me a story about when I was born my father left me and my mom for another woman because he wasn't ready for a family and my grandmother said that it broke my mother's heart. I didn't want to feel bitter anymore not now at least because this moment is what I've been waiting for, which is to hug my mom again. And to hear her explain it herself why she's been gone for so long.

My mom started to cry in my arms and my shirt began to soak wet from my mother's tears but I didn't mind while she kept repeating in muffled words "I'm sorry I left, please forgive me," I didn't reply cause she needs time to express how she feels without anyone contradicting her, well that anyone was me, nevertheless she needs to let it out. I caress her back in hopes that it helps comfort her in some small way and mom does stop and I release her from the embrace, I immediately notice her nose is red and that she looked quite rough after her little drama so I asked her if she wanted to go home and we'll talk from there and she agreed.

While walking home from the park mom was silent and all you could hear was our footsteps against the rough pavement. But once we got home I opened the door for her and we entered the living room I asked her to sit down while I go fetch her a drink when I came back from the kitchen with a glass of water in hand she was on the phone talking to someone and once she noticed I was standing there she looked at me as she ended the call.

"I'm sorry but duty calls, maybe we can catch up later tonight?"

I just nod but deep inside I was disappointed with my mother, it was the first time in a long time since I've talked to her and now she's off to do work again. She works as if her life depends on it but it wouldn't hurt to save a small amount of time to speak with me. Mom kisses my forehead and leaves the house while I just put down the glass of water on the glass table in front of me and sit down on the chair near the table and hug my knees tight and sigh.

"Oh, asan na mommy mo anak?"

I look to see my Lola standing by the living room entrance carrying a tray of sandwiches and I stand up and help her to carry it back into the kitchen where we would eat it as she follows right behind me.

"Umalis na po kanina lang, may work nanaman pong aasikasuhin."

I say as I place the tray down carefully and sit on one of the kitchen stool and grab a piece of peanut butter sandwich and take a big bite. I expected that my mother would  at least stay until lunchtime or maybe dinner, I guess I shouldn't expect too much when it comes to my mother.

"Hindi manlang nagpaalam sa akin, hayaan mo na anak babalik din yang mommy mo agad. Pagpasensyahan mo na, madami daw kasi ginagawa sa corporation na pinapasukan niya sabi kwento niya sakin kahapon."

I didn't answer instead I ate my sandwich in silence because I'm tired of hearing Lola explaining everything for mom and giving out reasons like 'your mom is just busy', well isn't she always busy with her work. What's new about that?

-8'o clock in the evening-

I guess I shouldn't wait for mom anymore cause I bet she's busy with her work and can't come here anymore since it would be too late by then. I just thought that maybe this time that I've given her a chance maybe she'd change and make time for her only kid. Guess not.

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