Beka, again.
Chapter 2
It's funny, ya know? They all ask who the message was from. Not if I'm okay, but what politician do I know, my 'mother', that's who.
She wants to see me. She heard from Aleiss about me and what I do. I got a message from Aleiss too, she said "yeah, uummm, ooops! Don't hate me, sorry." I forgave her before she even said the words. She reminds me of me, of who I used to be. So much hope. God, I miss being unjaded.
As much as I don't want to go to see my mom, I need the closure. I know it won't end well. I know I'll hurt worse then when I go in. I know I'll be a wreak. I know it will hurt worse then hell, worse then a magog ripping my insides. I know I'll cry in a locked bathroom, water running.
But I'm still gonna go.
After all, why wait for someone to hang me when I already have the rope myself.
