Dream agency

CHAPTER TWELVE (12)

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"I could not let her do that to you or your son. You are such a lovely woman." I bent down to her and she caressed my cheeks in a very lovely manner. Her daughter, Chloe, was the mastermind of the kidnapping to get revenge on Landon for leaving her and her daughter which she tricked him was his but actually wasn't. Soap opera and I have an idea who's responsible for this sound mode and the pervious.

"Please don't tell her I told you all this and keep my granddaughter out of all this." She pleaded.

"Yeah, sure."

"And one more thing, I know it's hard but bare with Mark a little longer. As a mother, you need lots of patience for your kid." Am guessing she's referring to my son in this sound mode but why is she saying that, is he acting up with me?

"But what if your dad dies and it's all your fault because you did not listen and the cause of all of it is your mother's boyfriend that refuses to marry her for years now and she still hooks up with him and now you feel all guilty because you did nothing to stop what happened and that's something because I caused it and now nobody must know so I have to pretend but it gets too much especially with my mother because she acts like she understands but actually she doesn't because how would she when she threw him out of her life for some stupid ass and she tries to get me to stop mourning but I can't because I have to cover up and pay for what I did and it eats my inside everything especially in the night as I have nightmares all the time and there's no one to help me." I said all at once.

She just stared at me widely without blinking because of my outburst which am now confused as to why I said all those things but it has been in my heart for a long time now and it wants to explode if I don't get it out which I can't, so when the opportunity came, it came out on its own when she raised a similar topic.

So my question is, who's right with their behavior? It's me because mom has no right to tell me those things because she has know idea about what am going through and she won't be able to understand.

I felt Landon's hand on my shoulder and my body felt lighter. I've finally let it out. Well, kind of and halfly.

"Well.... No matter what, it doesn't justify any acting up and sooner or later, you will realize that. A mother always feels her children's pains and cares for them even though she's with a douchebag. She loves you and you know that, right?" She asked and I turned mute. Why do I understand? I totally get it but I refuse to accept.

"Your son is angry at you and thinks you don't get him, but he doesn't get you too because he has no idea what's really happening and you must want him to understand you too. I think the both of you should sit and talk." She advised.

I guess I understand, I mean, it hurts when Mateo was angry with me and did not believe me and worst, hated me.

I mean, I don't have a kid in real life but I dreamt it and I felt it so I think I understand.

"I'll probably try your advice when I wake... When I get to see her." I've said too much for this old lady to handle. Am weird in a way, aren't I?

I smiled to myself.

"Okay, are you both done?" Landon cleared his throat.

"Yeah, yes. We're all done." I stood up to my full height. "So you have been cheating on me." I whispered to him and had the satisfaction of seeing him blush.

He cleared his throat again, "Um..., Ma'am, do you know where she's hiding our son?"

"No, I don't." She stook her head, "but I know someone who might."