"Ash"
He didn't come that night and I waited so hard, but he didn't.
I kept waiting so much that my mother walked in noticing the light.
"It's 2 at night and you're not asleep?"
I nodded, folding my legs, "I wanna talk"
She walked in, her nightgown swimming on the floor and put the main switch on, lightening up the room more.
She sat on the chair and nodded,
"Go on"
I didn't know how to though. Telling my mom about Ash wasn't the perfect decision.
What was pulling me back was how much of the story she would believe and wouldn't.
But today, it felt too much to keep it in my head.
"Dad called"
She broke the silence first. Maybe she must have noticed me buffering.
I froze.
"Asked about your health. I said you needed a week or two"
I smiled softly, "Thanks mom"
She shrugged,
