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Chapter 18

Wesley's POV

I am at the basketball court letting out my frustration at what I am good at. There must be someone filling Clumsy with crap and I need to find out who that is.

How the heck did she find out about Claire?!

And what more does she know? Or maybe she saw us together. I am a walking mess because of this case I am trying to crack.

‘Son? Is everything okay, you look disturbed’ my mother says. She is dressed in her gym outfit.

‘Yeah I am alright mom. It’s just school that’s all’ I say and clear my throat.

‘Okay. Pass me the ball’ she says and I raise a brow. She wants to have a game with me?

‘For what?’ I ask her.

‘Because I want to show you who the real boss is, seems like you have forgotten’ she says darting left and right with a smirk. My memory rewinds to when I was still a little boy with an absent father

FLASHBACK

‘Whoooo! Guess what?! I won! Who is the boss? I am!’ my mom boasts as she wins the game again. My patience runs out and my ego bursts.

‘That’s not fair. You always win because you are older and faster than me. I will never win. I quit’ I walk away angrily, kicking stones. I feel her hand on my shoulder and she gently turns me around, kneeling to reach my height.

‘Listen to me and listen very carefully alright. Never ever give up on something you love doing and what feels right . No matter how tough it may be, never run out of patience. Stand up bold and strong. The world out there is rough sweety. So mommy is teaching you how to be tough. She is building and preparing you. I can’t go soft on you sweetheart because you are going to grow used to that and you wont be ready for the brutality of the world. Remember ,intimidation leads to motivation. When you fall, get up ,dust yourself and keep on running. Never allow your enemy to see you falling apart and giving up. It gives them power. Just swallow your pain and smile when you see them. However you can show all your pains to me because I am your mommy and I love you so very much okay my boy’ she says with watery eyes. I nod and wipe the tear falling down on her cheek.

She cuffs me in her arms and and I hug her  back while stroking her hair.

‘It’s okay mom. I got your back. From now on, you don’t have to worry about me. and I will make sure that nobody makes you cry ever again’ I make this promise to myself and the young boy in me finally ….dies. If dad cant take care of this woman right here. Then I will.

END OF FLASHBACK.

I silently look at her and smile. She gives me an assurance smile that she always does when I feel troubled. To assure that she is always right beside me.

Cheryl's POV

I am lying on my bed facing the window. I needed some time to myself to try and make sense of which direction my life is heading. The light in my bedroom is turned off. I am blocked from the noise outside of it. Just what I needed.
I love the dark. It sucks my pain and hides it from the outside.