AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wanted to put so much in this chapter, but the storylines weren't flowing as well. So I'm gonna have to save the rest for another chapter. I am writing this as I go along, and this week I have had so many delays and setbacks. Hopefully, I will have the new chaps up every few days. (Let's hope!) Anyway, I hope this is satisfying. ENJOY!
Find Your Way Back
by I3rownEyedGirl
Kay had stopped the car just a little ways down the street from the Bennett household. Kay breathed in deeply as she closed her eyes, counting the seconds before exhaling. Her palms were sweaty, her heart was racing in her chest, and if she didn't calm down soon she was sure to have a heart attack. The young man watched in amusement, "What are you doing?" he asked teasingly, choking back chuckles. "I'm just taking deep breaths...you know...to calm me down," Kay informed him slightly annoyed. "I learned it from that yoga instructor blonde you dated," she quipped.
"Lisa?" Noah asked in bewilderment, and Kay nodded. "I broke up with her four months ago and I only went out with her for two weeks." Noah added. Kay rolled her eyes.
"I liked Lisa, and after you broke it off with her, we became friends." Kay explained to her older brother. "I started taking her mommy and me classes at the gym." A short silence followed. "Uggh," Kay groaned softly. "It isn't working."
Noah looked at his little sister and marveled at how much she had changed in such a short while. She wasn't that selfish little girl he once knew, Kay had transformed into a mature and loving young woman, strong for her son, but herself wracked with insecurities. "Go, Kay." Noah encouraged pointing towards the house. "You're doing the right thing...coming back to Harmony. I'll stay with him," he said looking at the sleeping boy in the backseat. Kay nodded, though she wasn't so sure she was making the right decision. "Here goes nothing," she sighed, crossing the street.
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From the front door, Kay could already smell the aroma of her mother's cooking. She missed those hearty home-cooked meals, especially the chicken soup Grace would always have waiting after a long day of ice skating on the lake. These were the kind of meals that warmed a person's soul through and through. She took one more deep breath before letting her fist connect with the oak door, knocking three times.
The door opened slowly, the seconds turning into minutes, the minutes into hours; or so it felt, revealing Grace on the other end. Despite her rocky relationship with her mother, Kay still found comfort in the sight of her mother's face. Grace looked relatively similar as did her surroundings. But Kay hadn't expected plenty to change in the span of a year.
"Hi, Mom." Kay said softly, unsure of what her mother's reactions would be. Grace continued to stare at the young woman before her, her jaw dropped. She blinked wildly, it just couldn't be. "Kay," Grace whispered back, tears in her eyes. She reached out to touch her daughter's cheek, "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "It's really you..." she said smiling through the tears and pulling her daughter into her embrace.
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She never thought she'd be able to see her daughter ever again. And yet, here she was, in her arms. Of everyone in the Bennett household, Grace had been the most unforgiving on herself. She didn't kniw she could have let her relationship with her first-born daughter deteriorate the way that it did. Perhaps she had been giving Charity special attention in the beginning, but Grace knew that no one was more important to her than her children. She was just so disappointed that Kay had left feeling like her own mother didn't love and support her. "Oh, Kay. I can't believe you're actually here with me. I'm so sorry for how it was before. No one is more important to me than you. I love you..." Grace said, tears now falling freely from her eyes.
"I know, Mom." Kay whispered, holding onto her mother tighter. "I love you, too." she added, now also crying. "And I'm sorry for eveything that I did. I know that I hu-"
"That's all in the past now," Grace said pulling away to brush the hair out of Kay's eyes. Her daughter's eyes were still haunting pools of crystal blue, just like she always remembered them. She had the same mane of chestnut hair, only slightly longer with pieces in the front framing her face. Grace pulled Kay into the living room, holding her hand all the while. Grace was afraid that if she let go, she'd lose her daughter all over again. "Sam! Jessica! Everyone!" she called excitedly.
Sam and Jessica came bounding down the steps. "Kay?" her Dad questioned in disbelief upon seeing her. "It's me, Daddy." she replied, finding herself crying once again. It had been so long since Sam had heard her voice or seen her. It was all so surreal to him almost as if, he'd wake up the next morning and realize it was all a dream. Sam desperately hoped it wasn't so. It all seemed so surreal to Kay, too. She'd never seen members of her family be so genuinely happy to see her. She only hoped Miguel, Charity, and Simone would feel the same way.
"You're just in time for dinner, Kay." Jessica smiled, placing her hand on her sister's shoulder. They all treated her warmly, but Kay felt somewhat awkward during the exchange. All her teenage life, she felt cast aside, and now, being showered by all this attention was making her feel slightly uncomfortable. Yes, they were her family. But, they had NO idea who she was at all.
Her thoughts were interupted by Noah, standing at the door. "Have room for one more?" he asked, carrying his duffle bag on one arm and Kay's little boy on the other. This was almost too much to handle for one day; having both Kay and Noah back. It had been a long while since the Bennett clan had all been with each other. "Who wants to hug me first?" Noah exclaimed, dropping his bags on the floor. And placing the little boy on his feet. The little one year old walked excitedly on shaky steps unaware that all eyes were on him. "Momma, Momma!" he giggled excitedly tugging on Kay's pant leg. She reached for her child, hoisting him up to rest on her hip. By now, Noah was old news, and the room filled with silence. "There was no turning back now." Kay thought to herself. "Mom...Dad..." Kay spoke, her voice slightly shaky. "I'd like you to meet my son."
FEEDBACK PLEASE! I LIVE FOR IT!
In the next chapter:
*Sam and Grace's reaction to the news
*Miguel finds out that Kay is back in town
*Miguel meets his son for the first time
Find Your Way Back
by I3rownEyedGirl
Kay had stopped the car just a little ways down the street from the Bennett household. Kay breathed in deeply as she closed her eyes, counting the seconds before exhaling. Her palms were sweaty, her heart was racing in her chest, and if she didn't calm down soon she was sure to have a heart attack. The young man watched in amusement, "What are you doing?" he asked teasingly, choking back chuckles. "I'm just taking deep breaths...you know...to calm me down," Kay informed him slightly annoyed. "I learned it from that yoga instructor blonde you dated," she quipped.
"Lisa?" Noah asked in bewilderment, and Kay nodded. "I broke up with her four months ago and I only went out with her for two weeks." Noah added. Kay rolled her eyes.
"I liked Lisa, and after you broke it off with her, we became friends." Kay explained to her older brother. "I started taking her mommy and me classes at the gym." A short silence followed. "Uggh," Kay groaned softly. "It isn't working."
Noah looked at his little sister and marveled at how much she had changed in such a short while. She wasn't that selfish little girl he once knew, Kay had transformed into a mature and loving young woman, strong for her son, but herself wracked with insecurities. "Go, Kay." Noah encouraged pointing towards the house. "You're doing the right thing...coming back to Harmony. I'll stay with him," he said looking at the sleeping boy in the backseat. Kay nodded, though she wasn't so sure she was making the right decision. "Here goes nothing," she sighed, crossing the street.
_______@________
From the front door, Kay could already smell the aroma of her mother's cooking. She missed those hearty home-cooked meals, especially the chicken soup Grace would always have waiting after a long day of ice skating on the lake. These were the kind of meals that warmed a person's soul through and through. She took one more deep breath before letting her fist connect with the oak door, knocking three times.
The door opened slowly, the seconds turning into minutes, the minutes into hours; or so it felt, revealing Grace on the other end. Despite her rocky relationship with her mother, Kay still found comfort in the sight of her mother's face. Grace looked relatively similar as did her surroundings. But Kay hadn't expected plenty to change in the span of a year.
"Hi, Mom." Kay said softly, unsure of what her mother's reactions would be. Grace continued to stare at the young woman before her, her jaw dropped. She blinked wildly, it just couldn't be. "Kay," Grace whispered back, tears in her eyes. She reached out to touch her daughter's cheek, "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "It's really you..." she said smiling through the tears and pulling her daughter into her embrace.
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She never thought she'd be able to see her daughter ever again. And yet, here she was, in her arms. Of everyone in the Bennett household, Grace had been the most unforgiving on herself. She didn't kniw she could have let her relationship with her first-born daughter deteriorate the way that it did. Perhaps she had been giving Charity special attention in the beginning, but Grace knew that no one was more important to her than her children. She was just so disappointed that Kay had left feeling like her own mother didn't love and support her. "Oh, Kay. I can't believe you're actually here with me. I'm so sorry for how it was before. No one is more important to me than you. I love you..." Grace said, tears now falling freely from her eyes.
"I know, Mom." Kay whispered, holding onto her mother tighter. "I love you, too." she added, now also crying. "And I'm sorry for eveything that I did. I know that I hu-"
"That's all in the past now," Grace said pulling away to brush the hair out of Kay's eyes. Her daughter's eyes were still haunting pools of crystal blue, just like she always remembered them. She had the same mane of chestnut hair, only slightly longer with pieces in the front framing her face. Grace pulled Kay into the living room, holding her hand all the while. Grace was afraid that if she let go, she'd lose her daughter all over again. "Sam! Jessica! Everyone!" she called excitedly.
Sam and Jessica came bounding down the steps. "Kay?" her Dad questioned in disbelief upon seeing her. "It's me, Daddy." she replied, finding herself crying once again. It had been so long since Sam had heard her voice or seen her. It was all so surreal to him almost as if, he'd wake up the next morning and realize it was all a dream. Sam desperately hoped it wasn't so. It all seemed so surreal to Kay, too. She'd never seen members of her family be so genuinely happy to see her. She only hoped Miguel, Charity, and Simone would feel the same way.
"You're just in time for dinner, Kay." Jessica smiled, placing her hand on her sister's shoulder. They all treated her warmly, but Kay felt somewhat awkward during the exchange. All her teenage life, she felt cast aside, and now, being showered by all this attention was making her feel slightly uncomfortable. Yes, they were her family. But, they had NO idea who she was at all.
Her thoughts were interupted by Noah, standing at the door. "Have room for one more?" he asked, carrying his duffle bag on one arm and Kay's little boy on the other. This was almost too much to handle for one day; having both Kay and Noah back. It had been a long while since the Bennett clan had all been with each other. "Who wants to hug me first?" Noah exclaimed, dropping his bags on the floor. And placing the little boy on his feet. The little one year old walked excitedly on shaky steps unaware that all eyes were on him. "Momma, Momma!" he giggled excitedly tugging on Kay's pant leg. She reached for her child, hoisting him up to rest on her hip. By now, Noah was old news, and the room filled with silence. "There was no turning back now." Kay thought to herself. "Mom...Dad..." Kay spoke, her voice slightly shaky. "I'd like you to meet my son."
FEEDBACK PLEASE! I LIVE FOR IT!
In the next chapter:
*Sam and Grace's reaction to the news
*Miguel finds out that Kay is back in town
*Miguel meets his son for the first time