Blame

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"I really need to watch what I say with you." I say. "Why?" He asks. "Cause when I say don't show any mercy that doesn't mean try to break my bones and bruise my area." I say blushing. "Sorry I just couldn't help it you're just so perfect. Seeing and hearing you do such things I can't hold back. Especially when you scream for me." He says kissing my the inside of my wrist. I kiss him and he kisses back. "Plus you managed to do it all. night. long." He says kissing my neck between sentences. "God I hope no one heard us." I say covering my blushing face.

"Probably but it was worth every second." He says holding me. "I'm glad you feel the same way." I say. I kiss him and he kisses me back. He runs his hand down my back. "Nope not right now. I have to get to work and you should go home." I say. "Fine I'll be back tonight." He says getting up. He puts his clothes on.

"You won't keep me up all night this time." I say. "No promises." He says. He kisses my forehead. "I love you." He says. "I love you too." I say with a smile. "Can you get up?" He asks. I try to get up.

Everything pops. "I'm so sorry!" He says and holds me then my body pops. "It's okay I'm all good. Just need to stretch." I say. "Maybe I should stay with you." He says. "No it's alright I'll be okay." I say. He just looks down. I kiss him.

"I promise. If it hurts I'll call you okay?" I ask. "Okay. Don't over work yourself." He says and hands me my shirt. "I won't." I say. He leaves. I just smile and go take a shower. I go downstairs it does hurt but only a little. I took some pain pills and it's feeling better. I turn the lights on and open the curtains.

I leave the door open cause the weather feels nice. Nobody looks at me so that's a good sign. The neighbor who owns a convenient store comes over. Oh God. "Hello (Y/n)." The old woman says. She's a very nice kind woman. "I thought I'd come over and give you your favorites my daughter and everyone at her wedding loved the flowers you put together." She says.

"Thank you." I say. I pay her anyway. We came to an agreement that I'd pay for the gifts she sent. She's been so nice to me since I've opened this shop. I always want to repay her as much as I can. "Also one more thing." She says hopping on to a bar stool. "You should probably keep it down a little more next time. I do run a 24/7 convenient store. The night time customers seemed to enjoy it but the day time customers bring their children." She says.

I must be as red as a rose. "I am so so sorry." I say bowing. "It's alright. I know that it's been awhile since you've been in a relationship. So I'm happy that you have someone. I'm sure he'll make you very happy." She says. "H-He does. He makes me very happy." I say my face cooling down a bit. "Well I hope you have a long lasting relationship. Now I'm on my way. I'll see you later." She says hopping off the stool. Such a nice small old lady. "Oh God that means that everyone outside heard." I say covering my face.

Shoto comes in. Oh God did he stop by last night. I regret saying no matter what the consequences are. He looks so sad. I go up to him. "Shoto are you okay? Do you need a hug?" I ask. He hugs me tight and cries.

I hold him and rub his back. He cries more. "Take your time let it all out. I'm here for you." I say holding him. "My mom died last night." He says. I hold him tight. "I'm so sorry." I say tearing up. "I already miss her so much." He says crying.

"That's okay Shoto. She was your mom and you loved her very much. It's okay to be sad and cry." I say. "She always loved you. Even when she had to leave you. She still does Shoto." I say. He lets go. "Then why did she write this. She left it on her bed." He says handing me a letter. I open the envelope.

Dear Children,

I'm sorry for leaving you. I just couldn't go for much longer. I hated it here I hated everything that's happened in my life. I came to a realization that there was no point in going on. My life would still be terrible if I were to ever get out of this hospital. I thought I could handle going on for just a little longer. Things just feel worse now. Like I never even came here. I wanted to let you know that even though I won't be with you in person. I'll always will be with you. I want you to do something for me as my final wish. There's a woman her name is (F/n) (L/n). She is the kindest woman I've ever met. If you ever need a mother in your life. A woman to look up to go to her. I know that I wasn't the most loving. I know I wasn't the most affectionate mother. She though I know would be a much better option for you. You deserve love and happiness. Love that I never gave to you. Love that I should have shown you. I know that you're probably mad or sad. Please though don't take this out on anyone. Not even your father. This was all my doing. I chose this path know that this was my choice. You can blame me for leaving you that's fine. Just don't become something you aren't. I'll always love you all.

With love,
Mom

"She said she loved you. I know that this is her handwriting. So she meant this with all of her heart." I say. "What if it was my fault?" He says. "No, no it wasn't your fault. Do not tell yourself that. You are one of the greatest people I've ever met. You are not the reason for any of this. You did nothing wrong." I say. "But I went to visit her. The side that looks like my father was the reason why she got put in there. She's the reason why I have this burn mark. She put boiling hot water on my face as a child." He says holding the burn mark. I take his hand and remove it from his mark. "It's not your fault. You were just a child. You are innocent in all of this situation. You did nothing wrong. You just wanted to see your mom and that's all. You missed her and you deserved to see her. Especially after everything you went through." I say. I caress his cheek.

"You did nothing but love her. Even after everything. After doing something like that to someone you love. All they want is your forgiveness. You going to see her showed that you forgave her." I say. He holds my hand. "How is it that you know so much? How come you're so kind? Even after the loss you've been through?" He asks.

TBC...

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