Her Touch [Completed]

Thirty Three

"Hey, mom. I have something to tell you."

She looks at me as she was sitting at the table with her glasses on. Her laptop was laying in front of her on the table as she was doing something on it. "What, sweetie?"

I sigh as I sat across from her, watching as she was looking at me. I placed my hands on the table as I stared down at them for a moment, trying to find the words to say.

"I've been.. dealing with my past in ways." I look up at her as she was watching me. "What I'm saying is, there are times where nothing bothers me anymore about my past. I'm getting better at controlling my thoughts and everything."

She slowly takes her glasses off as she stares at me. "Really?" I nod. "How did you do that?"

Shrugging, I fidgeted with my hands. "I don't know how to explain it, but everything's a little easier for me."

"The other night you were going through it again. It lasted for a few days."

"I know." I nod. "I'm still trying to control it. I still have my moments, but not sure how to control it to where it doesn't come back."

Mom slightly smiles. "I don't think it's ever going to just disappear, Addy. Your depression will always be a part of you. You can sometimes forget it, but it'll always be there." She looks at me. "But, I'm glad you figured out how to control it."

Staring at her, I get up before walking around the table and standing next to her. She looks up at me for a moment until I lean down and wrap my arms around her, feeling so much going through my chest.

I haven't hugged my mom in over nine years and it definitely feels weird.

After a few moments, she stood up and I heard the chair fall onto the floor. I held onto her as I could feel her start freaking out, but I wasn't about to pull away.

I felt her arms tighten around me, then she started crying. I smiled as I placed my head against her, feeling her shaking from crying so much.

She pulls back and looks at me with tears in her eyes, smiling at me before grabbing my face and staring at me. "Are you serious?"

I smiled then nodded as tears were in my eyes. "I told you I was getting better at controlling everything." I chuckle.

She smiles then pulls me to her, wrapping her arms around me tightly. I could feel every ounce of emotion running through my chest as my mom was finally holding me.

After all these years of being scared of everything; I knew that it was about to completely different for now on.

*

Throughout the rest of the afternoon, mom was still not use to hugging me. She kept holding onto me, crying about how she can finally hold her daughter.

It was a bittersweet moment.

She called her friends and told them, which I knew she was going to. She was telling them everything and I was just trying to stay away cause she kept crying about the situation.

I overheard her telling her friends that she was so happy and she didn't know what to do. I couldn't help but smile as I walked upstairs to my room.

I walked over to the window then leaned over my headboard to look out.

It was around seven at night, which wasn't dark yet and it was really pretty outside. I sighed and looked around at the sky, the neighbors and the cars that went by.

When I look over towards Dylan's house, I saw Colton's truck parked in the driveway. I leaned up to look a little longer then decided to walk over there just for the hell of it.