Since that day I met Stiles at the park I haven’t seen much of him. But today I invited him over for a catch up, it was a cute little dinner date I had planned.
When Stiles finally arrived it was dusk, it would be getting dark soon. With winter fast approaching the days began to get shorter much to my dismay. He had changed since then, but not as much as Simis did that time.
I wasn’t a fantastic cook, writing was my forte after all. But Stiles seemed enthusiastic. It was amusing seeing the colour leave his face as he took the first spoon full.
During my mothers date, I finally had grown up! I just wish mum could of noticed though. I often feel alone, but times like this, I feel even more so. At least she managed to buy some second hand clothes, otherwise not to sure what I would be wearing right now…
The next morning I awoke to Stiles still here. It was early morning when we finally decided to go to bed. He was such a gentleman and decided to sleep on the couch.
“Gooood morning” I tried to use my seductive voice. But if I am completely honest I probably sounded more like a cow. Before Stiles could even reply I heard Fennel rush out the door. He grew up with out me noticing. I made a mental note to apologise tonight and make it up to him.
As Stiles and I got “closer” so did my desire to go to the next level. All I wanted was him. Right now. In my bed. It had been a long time. Fennel was a child now. It had been too long of a time. I tried pulling Stiles towards me. He wasn’t budging. So I moved towards him, leaving no space between us. “Lets take this to my bedroom, it is much… warmer in there”
In less than 24 hours I witnessed the smile leave and colour been drained from his face. He retracted away from me at lightning speed. “Wha… whats wrong?” I stumbled. Could he really be rejecting me? Why did he stay over last night then if this was his intention to reject me?
“Look, that isn’t going to happen right now. I’m going to go.”
And just like that he grabbed his clothes, threw his jacket on and walked out my house.
So now my day consisted of cleaning the house, trying to work out what had just happened and to plan some surprise for my son. Oh and of course, more writing.
After a day of mockery and bullying I realised I would not be enjoying the next 10 years of my life at school. I was already hating it and it was only the first day. The thing I don’t get is, it wasn’t because I looked different, which I would get. But it was because I was smart. No, don’t mind the fact that I had a strange complexion, my eyes glowed and my teeth would easily rip out your jugular. Nope, it was because I was somewhat smarter then the rest of the kids there…
I went down to city hall after school, because it was winter the days were short and dark fast so I knew I would have to be home quick. But I was in search for answers. I wanted to know where my absentee father was. I wanted him to explain what I was to me. Mum tried many times, but clearly she didn’t understand the nitty gritty of it. The private investigator said he would take up my case due to pure interest of it, he’d contact me once he found something.
I started to worry when my son wasn’t home straight after school. It wasn’t that it was late, but it was getting dark and I hadn’t heard anything from him all day. So I decided what would the harm to call him, I am his mother after all. I was in full panic mode after I had gone through three rings. What if something had happened to him? Maybe he was hurt laying in a ditch somewhere? Someone might have taken him!
“Hello?”
A wave of relief washed over me. He was alive.
“Fennel is that you? Where are you why aren’t you home? What took you so long to answer the phone?”
“Walking up the footpath..”
He then hung up. But three seconds later he was walking in the door.
We sat down on the couch together. It was time for me to apologise for missing his birthday and make up for it. “Fennel I am truly sorry for missing your birthday! I will never miss another one again I promise and for you next one we shall have a party” I smiled at him hoping he would forgive me and say something. But nothing he just sat there and nodded so I continued on. “I also have a surprise for you. I have gone online and booked a snow boarding lesson for you down at the park which well in fact starts in 15 minutes if you want to go?” Yep. He jumped off the couch and ran out the door. I’m guessing to the park, but at least he looked happy.
I was a natural at snowboarding the guy said. Something cliche’ I bet he said to all his students. But I felt like he actually meant what he said to me. Plus for the first time today I was actually feeling good about myself.
“I hear you are looking for a fix for you sons condition. I can help you…”
The Jardin Legacy 