The One That Was Once MINE

Chapter 5

Memory lane
The aching in my skull ebbs and flows like a cold tide, yet the pain is always there. I understand at once why they call it a hangover, for it feels as if the blackest of clouds are over my head with no intention of clearing until late afternoon. I open my eyes, rushing to close them again, it's too bright.
Am I naked?
I touch my body and fail to find any clothes on, shit Anne what did you do?
I force my eyes open, and there I lay on the couch with nothing on but my underwear.
My whole body pounding, my legs bruised, aching.
I turn around to be face-to-face with Al, what the hell happened yesterday?
I walk up to the bathroom, and my undies are bloody.... have I been rapped?
Tears rush to fall, and my breath paces, my heart pounds inside my chest, wanting to be free.

Shutting my eyes, I try to remember, I need to know who did this to me..

His coarse whisky tongue licked at my skin, stubby fingers curled in my hair.
I feel it all again, the pain, the moans, the struggle to keep him away, it all hits me as a ton of bricks.
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"How do you do this to me, Al?"- She pulls at her hair- "I've done everything for your sake, for you to have a good future!"
Al has always known her mother's reaction would be bad, but not that bad.
Al takes a long breath, and whispers,
"Mother it's my future, I'm sorry I lied, I shouldn't have." She holds her mother hands, pleading, trying to make her understand.
"I was scared." Al finally admits, her mother stares at her with mixed feeling of sadness and anger.

Why do people have kids? It's already very stressful worrying about yourself.
Parenting is the one job you never quit.
You shouldn't tell your kids what to do for their life.
All you can do is guide and be there for them, when they need you.

Parents guide and nourish, allowing their children to develop into the people they were born to be. They help them find what they love, what their talents lead them to. And then, let go.
They naturally feel anxious as they watch their kids trying out their "wings," yet are proud. They let them know that their home is still their home should they need it, and that they're here to support.
Parent's love for their kids is eternal.

Yesterday night was a disaster.
Samantha, Al's mother, surprised us by her visit.
Nate excused himself, seeing the tension that was newly developed in the room.
I showed him out the door, and apologized.
He said there was no need for apology and asked for my number, yes gents, I gave it to him without any hesitation.

Later that day, Nate called me.
He asked me out on a date, and obviously I agreed.
"Please don't take me out to dinner that's too cheesy." I make sure he knows, I really don't like eating out.
Netflix & chill, are the best thing to do on a Saturday night.
Goals.

Author's note: this is a fill-in chapter :( but posting soon