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Chapter Twenty Five: Bad Genes and Crunching Metal
Natalie let out a tired sigh as she pulled her car into the parking lot. She put the car into park before she peered up through the front window reading the bright pink and blue neon sign in front of her.
She sighed as she saw that this was in fact Mel's Diner. She still didn't understand why all diner's seemed to have such cheesy names.
She managed to pull down her sun visor before staring at herself once again in the mirror. She ran her fingertips under her eyelids making sure her black eyeliner wasn't smudged to terribly bad.
She had been so nervous this morning that she'd had to make three seprate attempts to apply her makeup. She still couldn't help but to think that she looked almost like a little girl that had been playing in her mother's makeup.
She frowned a little feeling a slight headache beginning to work it's way in. She always got terrible headaches when she was under a lot of stress.
It didn't help that she'd vomited this morning. She'd blamed that on the stress too.
Today was a good as day as any to be extremely stressed out.
She was meeting up with her mother today. Which was something that she'd much rather not be doing. She knew that it had to be done though. Confronting her mother was the only that she felt she'd be able to really move on with her life.
Part of her wished now that she'd let Spencer come along with her. He'd wanted to come with her and he'd spent almost an entire hour last night trying to convince her to let him come along.
She'd talked him out of it though. She knew that she needed to do this alone. No matter how much it frightened her she need to face her mother by herself.
Besides Spencer needed to go to work. He needed to save up all of his off time for their honeymoon.
It didn't take her long to spot her mother once she entered the diner.
Her once attractive mother now looked older than she actually was thanks to years of drinking and hard living. Her hair had been dyed an unnatural shade of brown for her age and one could tell that it was beginning to fade at the roots.
Her mother was wearing a professional looking red pants suit along with way too much jewelry, and thick rimmed sunglasses rested on the top of her head..
Natalie managed to swallow the lump in her throat as she made her way over to the booth that her mother was currently seated at..
She sat down silently wishing that they were sitting at a table instead. At least if they were at a table she could scoot back far away from her mother.
The two sat in silence for a moment before her mother finally spoke up. "I'm glad you came. Do you want something to drink or maybe some pie? They have coconut it's your favorite right"?
Natalie frowned a little hearing this. She hated coconut. She'd always hated coconut. "No thanks I'm fine".
"Are you sure? Your looking way too thin....then again you were always too thin. You really should eat something. It's no problem I'll pay". Her mother stated shaking her head a little.
Natalie ignored the statement as she spoke up. "I wasn't going to come".
"I heard your engaged"? Her mother questioned as she glanced down at her daughter's engagement ring.
"Yes to Spencer". Natalie stated crossing her arms once again wishing that she'd let Spencer come along with her.
Her mother frowned looking very unpleased to have heard this. "Oh him".
"What's that supposed to mean"? Natalie said as she bit down on her bottom lip trying hard not to get too defensive.
She just needed to keep her cool. The calmer she remained the sooner she'd get out of here.
"Well it's just......why him"? Her mother questioned as she took a sip of her tea.
"I love him". She stated without any hesitation at all.
Her mother shook her head as she spoke up again. "Well that's all good and well, but what if you have children"?
"What do you mean by that"? Natalie stated as she uncrossed her arms and stuck her hands in her lap. She could already feel herself subconsciously beginning to clench her fists.
Her mother shrugged as she sat her tea cup down. "Well you already know what that boy's family is like. I mean you remember his mother. What if he passes on his bad genes to your children. You don't want to be stuck in a marriage with him just because you have children do you? God knows that's the only reason I stayed with your father for so long"
Natalie clinched her fists even harder as she heard this. She spoke up feeling her voice crack a little. "I don't care what his genes are like. It doesn't stop me from wanting to have a family with him. If something was wrong with one of our children then we'd handle it just like any other couple would. And don't bring your failed marriage with my father into this".
Her mother raised her eyebrows a bit surprised to hear her daughter standing up for herself. Especially considering Natalie had never stood up for herself before.
She spoke up beginning to get a little angry. "Don't you talk to me like that especially when I'm just trying to help you. At least I care about you enough to try to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life with that Spencer boy".
"Well I don't need your help. I'm not making a mistake and rather you like it or not Spencer and I are getting married. In fact I don't want you anywhere near Spencer and me. I don't even want to hear from you ever again. I want you to disappear and stay out of our lives". Natalie stated as she managed to stand up.
She made her way out of the diner ignoring her mother's voice asking her to come back and talk to her about this.
She got into her car slamming the door behind her and tossing her purse over into the passengers seat.
She debated over calling Spencer, but decided that it would be best if she didn't.
She knew it would hurt him to hear what her mother had said about him. Especially considering he was insecure about the possibility of passing on a mental illness to their children, and developing one himself later on.
She was glad now that he hadn't come with her considering she had no idea how he would have handled hearing any of that.
She let out a sigh as she reached down and turned on her radio attempting to calm herself down.
She took in a deep breath letting it out as she pulled out of her parking spot. She frowned reaching down and attempting to change the station on her radio as she puled out of the parking lot.
She looked up from her radio widening her eyes as she realized that a car was pulling into her lane and coming right towards her.
She made a quick attempt to swerve out of the way, but it was too late.
She jolted forward hitting her head on her steering wheel as the car rammed into the right front side of her car. The metal crunched on the passengers side and the window broke out.
She frowned feeling a little dizzy as she attempted to lift her head up. She automatically felt an intense pain in her left arm and she quickly realized that she could barely move it.
She began to panic as she felt something wet in between her legs. She silently prayed to god that she'd just wet herself.
As embarrassing as that would be it would still be better than what she feared it might be.
She looked down beginning to feel her worst fears being answered as she saw it. Blood. The front of her white skirt was stained with her own blood.
This was the last thing she saw before she began to feel light headed. She passed out leaning agianst her steering wheel as she heard the distant sound of sirens approaching her car.