chapter 24


i accidentally let out a laugh, there's no way she's serious. and i felt bad for thinking it, but she must be some druggie.. that knows my name somehow.

she furrowed her eyebrows when i laughed, "i'm being serious.. malani."

her face, being completely straight now, and her saying that looking me dead in the eyes, made my heart drop. "what?"

i shook my head in disbelief, "no- you're not.."

this time when she moved closer i didn't move, "i am, baby.."

the second she put her hand on my arm, i flinched and felt.. angry? after fourteen years she just shows up out of nowhere?

"i'm so sorry-." she started, bur cut her self off once she turned around. "can we talk? my cars over there, we can talk there."

i glanced over at her car, and then back to her. should i talk to her? whatever. "sure."

i followed behind her, the car didn't seem at all new, and it was kinda dirty. and i didn't notice that there was a man in there until now, as i was standing right next to it.

she opened the back door for me, and as she did i got a closer look at the man. he had many tattoos on his arm, not much hair, he was tan, and he had a beard.

now i was unsure if i wanted to get in the car with this woman, who's claiming to be my mom, and this.. man, who's just staring at us.

"go, honey.. it's okay." the woman gave me a reassuring smile, and with that i sighed and got in, her getting in quickly after, which made me raise my eyebrows at the fact she got in the back seat and not the front seat.

there was nothing next to me, and the door was unlocked.. good i can get out at any moment.

"uhh.. oh! this is my boyfriend, anthony." she smiled, pointing to the man in the drivers seat.

i nodded, waving at him as he gave me a quick, smile. after that i leaned back in the seat, waiting for 'my mom' to talk.

"god.. you are so beautiful." she smiled, catching me off guard.

"um.. thanks." i nodded, trying my best to be nice, but she's been gone for fourteen years, i don't have to be nice to her.

"wanna go get some ice cream or something and we can talk?" she kept her smile.

i looked to anthony, and then ti her a sighed. "sure.."

she nodded, turning to her boyfriend and asking him to take us to the nearest ice cream place, and soon he started the car and starting driving.

i kept notice of his driving, how he would occasionally swerve and how he kept blinking his eyes as if he couldn't see, and then it clicked. this guy isn't at all sober.

"you still live with marie, right?" she asked, and this made me snap my head in her direction.

"you know her?" marie's fezcos grandma.

"yeah, very well... she used to be my moms friend." for a second her mood changed, and then she nodded and smiled. "you do live with her still.. right?"

"yeah." i wondered if she knew, that she was sick. but if she didn't i wasn't sure if i should tell her.

and then for a split second a thought crossed my mind, marie was a drug dealer, fezcos a drug dealer. this woman knows them.. what if this is a set up? i could die at any moment... god i'm stupid.

"what grade are you in now?" the woman asked.

"nineth." i answered, being my eyes back to anthony, who was still swerving but now, seemed to be driving way to fast for his state.

my heart quickened, watching his swerve just before hitting a car, we're gonna crash.

"hey, you okay?" she asked me, and i quickly shook my head.

"is he.. drunk or something?" i asked, not taking my eyes off the road for a second.

i didn't look at her, but i could tell her head whipped on his direction, before leaning closer to him. "anthony..."

this only made me more panicked, so i turned to her. "he is, isn't he?"

she seemed nervous to answer me, but it was obvious he was.. drunk or something.

"stop. stop the car." i told her, shaking my head.

this caused her to panic, i guess she didn't want me leaving or something. "okay.. anthony?"

he hummed, looking at her, taking his eyes off the road. "no! fucking- look at the road." i shouted.

the woman's eyes widened, i guess she was shocked i cussed or something. "okay- anthony, pull over."

but maybe that wasn't the best idea, since he was almost hitting every car trying to get over, so i closed my eyes, until the car stopped and i finally opened them. we were on the side of the road, just down the street from the ice cream place.

i let out a sigh of relief, going to open my door but i felt someone grab my arm. "wait! please.. wait."
she practically begged me, so i stopped.

"i'll- i'll drive." she smiled, and then told anthony to get in the passenger seat, which he did after a couple seconds, so i sat back, awkwardly. watching as she drove the rest of the way, which wasn't far at all.

and once we reached the ice cream place, i didn't take long at all to open the door and get out, which she quickly followed behind, anthony staying in the car as we walked inside.

she got us both ice cream cones, and then we sat down at a booth, she looked like she was trying to find the right things to say, and i was just sitting there, waiting for her to speak.

"i guess i should start at the beginning, huh?" she nervously chuckled, and i just shrugged.

"okay.. well." she took a deep breathe, before starting to explain that she got pregnant with me in her junior year of high school, that my dad had broken up with her and she started doing 'bad things' because of it.

"by 'bad things' you mean drugs?" i cut her off, making her eye widen a little.

"uh- well.. yes." she sighed, and i nodded, it was obvious, you can tell she did drugs, and most likely still does.

as she continued talking, i took the time to look her over. she had long, wavy black hair. pretty decent eyebrows, a nose piercing.

"- my mom kicked me out because i quit school, and after awhile i couldn't do it.. i couldn't take care of you, i didn't have a job.. and your dad- uh.. he left."

i furrowed my eyebrows at how she paused when she brought up my dad, "what's his name?"

"who?" she responded, "my dad." i answered.

her face dropped, like she wanted to avoid this question. and for some reason i felt like she was lying to me.

"okay.. what's your name?" i asked after she didn't tell me what my dads name was.

"alexis." she smiled, and then continued her story.

"so.. i uh.. i took you here, to marie. and she took care of you for me." she nodded, and i felt my heart drop.

all my theory's before were correct, my mom left me there. and because of this, i scoffed. "took care of me? she raised me, no. fezco, raised me."

"fezco?.. who?"

i shook my head, "you don't even know." i wasn't gonna tell her about marie, and her being sick and all the other. just because i didn't know her, i don't know if she'll go call the cops or something.

"what's my dads name, alexis?" i asked again, now irritated with her.

again, she got all nervous. it was clear she lied to me about something. "just tell me the truth." i told her.

"i.. i don't know." she sighed, and my face dropped.

"you don't know?" i chuckled a little, not because i found it funny but because i was highly confused.

"at the time.. i was on drugs, and not in the right mind, so i'm not.. sure." she sighed.

"your not sure what?" i questioned further.

".. who your dad is." she said barely above a whisper.

i leaned back, looking at her in disbelief.
"what's your point? why did you come here?" i asked after a minute of silence, ready to leave.

"i wanted to apologize. and tell you that i'm better now.. so you can come home." she smiled, and i immediately laughed, there's no way this woman is serious.

"home? my home is here." i shook my head, standing up.

"please malani! i'm better now, i swear! i can take care of you and do everything i didn't get to do, before!" she yelled at me as i was walking down te road, tears trying so hard to leave my eyes.

"please!" she begged further, before i heard a car start and leave, and that's when the tears fell.

my heart was beating so fast, my vision was blurry, and now there was a car next to me, and i knew it was her.

"please malani.. i'm so sorry!" she repeated, and i started walking faster, wiping my eyes so i didn't trip, but that didn't matter because tears poured out the second i did.

once i looked up, seeing the store in view, i ran, and as i got closer, i saw fezco standing by his car, about to open the door and leave. and ashtray.. probably already in the car.

i was basically sobbing now, i was overwhelmed with everything that's happened in the past two days. i felt like fezco was disappointed in me, i lost two friends, and now my mom shows up and drops all this shit on me, i guess it was just too much in so little time.

once fezco heard my footsteps, he turned. and i kept running, still yelling behind me, i ran to fezco.
"mal-." i cut him off, wrapping my arm around his back and putting my face into his chest.

"i'm so sorry, fez." i had trouble talking, because it felt like i was also having trouble breathing.

"mal.." fezco sighed, just as i heard a car door open and then another car pull up.

i felt fezco pull my body away from his, "malani! please." i heard alexis's voice.

"who the fuck is that?" made me turn, seeing ashtray standing next to me and fez now.

i smiled a little, but it instantly dropped as alexis for out of the car and started walking to me. "mal, who is that?" fezco asked.

"my mom."





AUTHOR NOTES:

question, after this story i was supposed to make one where the character (like malani, yk) is maddys sister (the love interest is ashtray) do y'all want that ?

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