My girl Neighbour -S01 E38

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My girl Neighbour -S01 E38

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 38

"Sweetie, you haven't said a word for ten minutes now and you're making me worried."

My Mom is now sitting behind me, caressing my back.

"I Uh- I think, I feel sick too." It's true though, hearing what she said makes me wanna puke. I don't want to jump into conclusions too but, why her brother will say that, that guy she with is her boyfriend?

I wanna go there so bad but I don't want to make a fool out of myself and also, our relationship is not official. We don't have any label, what we are is what we are.

But still, we had a deal that she will not date.

"Mom, j-just take a rest, ok? I'll just lie down my bed too." I walked out of her room and didn't wait for her to answer me.

I closed my door and threw my body in the bed.

I wonder if the car in her parking was her boyfriend's or her brother's. Just thinking about the boyfriend part, makes my chest tightened.

I honestly don't know what to think at this moment. I feel like I was struck by lightning. The pain is unbearable.

Do you ever feel so much pain it causes you to get numb? That's exactly how I'm feeling right now.

I cleared my head and took out my phone from my pocket and started texting.

Hey, can I come over?

I hit send and patiently wait for her reply. If she will reply.

I have to think straight just in case she replies yes. I don't want to confront her with my emotions unstable.

I don't know the whole story and I want to give her the benefit of the doubt. Though I will admit, waiting for her to reply is a lot harder than it looks. My fingers started to fidget through the phone.

My mind is starting to get blank when my phone buzz.

Later.

That's all? Later? I hit reply and started typing again.

Why? Is your boyfriend still there?

I don't mean to be sarcastic but that reply pushed my buttons. Having the anger in my head, I remember my conversation with Sam earlier.

I might get hurt but I'm willing to risk it. Those are my words. My fucking words, idiot!

Speaking to Sam and saying those words, those brave words compare to what I'm feeling right now, I surely look like a fool.

Pretending to be brave my ass.

I'm staring at my phone for 5 minutes now and still no reply from Emma.

Kill me! Kill me now! I groaned.

I sat up in my bed when my eyes turned to the frames hanging on my wall.

One frame was at the park, I was three I think, and my Mom was hugging me from behind.

Mom!

I stood up very fast and walk towards her room. I gently open the door and peek. She's now asleep. I remember she was cooking earlier.

I closed the door as gently as I could and headed in the kitchen. I took my phone and check if she replied.

Nope.

Still not.

I took a deep breath and tried to take Emma away from my mind.

My Mom is sick, she needs me. I'll deal later with my heartache.

She's making a casserole, as per the ingredients she has in the counter. I tried to busied myself with cooking. I prepared as well to cook her soup, something soft that she can eat later.

I check our refrigerator to see if we have some fruits, I took out an orange and some strawberries.

For a while, Emma was out of my head. I even forgot to check my phone the whole time I was cooking.

I remember my Mom whenever I'm sick, how she took care of me and never leaves my bed till I get better. I smiled at that.

One thing is for sure in this world, a Mother's love. An unconditional love that could never be broken by anything or anyone.

After I cooked everything, I sat on the couch. It's only 06:30, I don't know if I should wake my Mom up or let her rest.

Maybe I should wake her up, she might be hungry, also, so she can take medicines.

I walked towards the bathroom and took some paracetamol from the medicine cabinet. I prepared the soup I made for her and sliced the oranges. I washed the strawberries and pour a glass of water for her.

I put everything in the tray. Something's missing though.

Ooohh. Flowers.

At the bottom cabinet, I took out a small vase. It's a good thing my Dad always brings fresh flowers at home, it lightens our home, that's what he said.

I took 3 pieces of flowers and arranged them in the vase. I smiled at myself when I saw how perfect it is.

I headed to the master's bedroom carrying the tray. As I enter, I put down the tray on the side table and sat beside my Mom.

I caressed her arm as I wake her up.

"Mom, wake up. I prepared you something."

As soon as she wakes up, I took the tray and put down its feet. I placed it in front of her.

"Wow, honey. You didn't have to do this." She was looking at me lovingly.

"I know, Mom. But I want to do this." I rested my face in her arm as she caresses my cheek.

"Let me feed you." I told her.

"What, no. I can feed myself." She protested.

"I know you can feed yourself, but just let me, okay?"

She sighed at me and nod.

"Fine."

While feeding her, I told her some stories like what happened in school, my friend Sam etcetera.

It's been a long time since we chatted like this and I think I made my Mom happy even if she's sick.

"I missed you, Mom." I side hugged her after she finished eating and taking her meds.

"I know, Honey. I'm sorry if we're not always home and leaves you alone here." Sadness is in her voice.

I lift up my head and looked at her.

"It's fine Mom, you and Dad need to work, so I understand." I assured her.

She smiled at me and held me tighter.

"I know you do, Honey. But please remember one thing, would you?"

"What is it?"

"That whatever you're going through, just remember that I'm here for you. Whatever it is, honey. Mom will always be here for you."

I tried not to look at her again. Hearing those words makes me feel guilty for not being honest with her.

I'm just, I'm not ready to tell her yet. But it is comforting to know that my Mom got my back.

My eyes are getting wet for trying not to cry. My sniffles couldn't hide it anymore and I'm sure my Mom heard it but she didn't say a word.

She just held me and we stayed like that till we both fell asleep.