My Yearning Heart
Chapter 11
A Mom and a Teacher
Note: For those of you who were wondering what Blake's mom looks likes, here's how I imagine her looking like, but with much less fan service than what the anime did to her. I hope this gets you guys a little more interested in her character. Anyway, I hope you enjoy another update. .
When I got home, I silently opened the door and poked my head inside. I looked into the living room and kitchen, but Blake wasn't there. I stepped inside and closed the door behind. At the moment, I heard soft whimpering coming from my room. I quickly made my way to the back of the house where I saw Blake lying on my bed, drowning in her own tears. I dropped my things and went over to her. I climbed on the bed and put her head on my lap.
"Blake, what's wrong?" She couldn't answer. She was too choked up. Also, I felt bad about asking her since I already knew why she was suffering. However, I didn't want her to think I saw the whole thing so this was the best path I could take. "You can talk to me, sweety." She whimpered for a couple more seconds until she jumped at me and wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tight.
"Yang broke up with me." Her tears continued to fall from her face as she shoved her face into my chest. Hearing this a second time hurt even more than the first time. I know she was hurting, but this brought me more pain than her. I couldn't help but feel that this was my fault.
"Ssshhh. It's okay. Just calm down. It'll be alright."
"No it won't. She was the one mom. I'm never gonna find something like her again." I suddenly widened my eyes. I felt the exact same way when I met my husband and shared a life together. Unfortunately, that ended on horrible terms. I closed my eyes and squeezed her back.
"I know it's hard. Times like this are always the hardest, but I promise it'll pass."
"How do you know?"
"Because I've gone through something like this also."
"What do you mean?" I've told her about her father before, but I never told her the fine details about it because I knew it would be too much to take in. a daughter figuring out that her father wants no part of her is probably the worst thing in the world. However, I couldn't prolong this any longer. She was old enough to know and it was my responsible to honest with her in her time of need. I took a deep breath and readied myself.
"Blake, I think it's time to tell you the truth about your father."
"Truth?" She suddenly got off of my chest and looked me in the eye.
"Yeah, I'm been keeping this from you because it was too hard for me to accept the truth. But now, you have the right to know what happened. Your father didn't die of a heart attack." I looked at Blake and could tell that she was in even more pain. When she heard this in the past, she couldn't stop crying. I always told her about how caring and helpful her father was, but she needs to know that that isn't true. "It all started when I first met him. He was such a nice man. Before all of this, I was interning at a hospital in another town. Hospital work was busy work so I never finished until midnight. At first, I forced to walk home alone every night. When things got a little difficult for me, a man noticed I was having a hard time and requested that he walk me home. Eventually, I found out that he headed in the same direction as me to get home. This was also the man who became my husband. Skipping all of the boring stuff, we got married and had an amazing life together. Then, one day a miracle happened. I discovered that I was pregnant with you. I told him about it, but he didn't react like most people should. He was quiet and almost sad. The next day when I got home, I discovered that he left me. After that, I was forced to raise you on my own. All of the love and care you remember was from me and me alone. I'm sorry sweety." I looked at Blake and saw one last tear roll down her face before she jumped back into my body and squeezed me as tight as she could.
"I'm so sorry mom."
"Wait, why are you apologizing?"
"I didn't know. I didn't know you had it so hard."
"It's okay. It's fine. It wasn't hard. Every day I got to see your beautiful smile told me that everything was perfectly fine. I still remember the day you first opened your eyes. Your amber eyes took my breath away. And then you smiled and I nearly melted in your cuteness." Finally, Blake let out a little chuckle as I was able to lighten up the mood.
"Was I really that cute?"
"Haha, is that even question? You were the cutest thing I've ever seen. I'm blessed to have a daughter like you."
"And I'm thankful to have such a hard-working and loving mother. Thank you so much. I love you." All of a sudden, a tear rolled down my face. We've always told each other we've loved each other, but this time felt different. It was genuine and from the heart. I suddenly squeezed her as tight as I could until she tapped my shoulder as if it was a wrestling match.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I guess I got a little carried away."
"It's okay. I love your hugs." I don't know if it was my fault that she was such a mommy's girl, but I was just glad that she thought of me as someone she looked up to. Being honest with her was definitely the right thing to do and I definitely picked the right time to do. Once again, I'll myself another pat on the back.
"Hey, you hungry? I'll make you something special."
"I'm not that hungry. I was, um, actually hoping we could… take a bath together."
"Eh?! You wanna take a bath together?"
"What? Why are your reacting like that?"
"I'm sorry. It's just that you're 16. Do you really want to do this?"
"I do." I sighed and guided her to the bathroom. When we got there, she made it point for me to go in first. I filled the tub up with hot water as I put my hair up and wrapped it with a towel. Once it was full, I stepped in and relaxed. A nice, hot bath always made washed away my worries even though I didn't have at the time. After a few seconds, the door slip open and Blake walked in, a little embarrassed with herself. She slowly walked towards the tub with a towel covering body. When she got in, she put the towel right next to her and looked down, her face as red as a cherry.
"Blake, what's wrong?"
"I… I know I said I wanted to take a bath with you, but now that it's happening, I don't like it."
"Why not? We're both girls. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."
"But there is."
"What are you talking about?" She was a little hesitant in answering.
"You… You have a really nice body." I was suddenly caught off guard. It was true that I take care of my body and examine myself every day, but hearing that from my daughter was really shocking. "You have a like a perfect hourglass shape and your boobs have a really nice shape." I couldn't help but laugh.
"So do you. Why are you embarrassed?"
"Because it's not fair. I'm young and you're old. Our bodies should be switched."
"Um, excuse me. I am not that old. Anyway, don't think like that. You have a really nice body. Don't worry about having an hourglass body and nice shaped boobs. Those things don't matter. It's what inside that matters."
"Okay, I'm sorry. It's just… How do you get your boobs to look like that?"
For the rest of our bath, I had to go along with whatever Blake wanted to ask me. I won't go into detail about what we talked, but it was a lot of girl talk. Even though it seems awkward from a certain standpoint, it was actually refreshing for the two of us. She and I were both able to learn new things about ourselves. After that, Blake insisted on sleeping with me for the night so I gladly agreed. Since I was kind of treating her like a princess, she ended up taking most of the room on the bed, but in the end, there was a smile on her face as she fell asleep in my arms.
…
When the next day came around, we both got up at the same time and got ready together. After that, we headed off to school and did our normal morning routines. Blake said hi to all of her friends, excluding Yang and I went to room and to prepare for the day to come. Once I was done with everything, I waited until class started to execute my plan for the day. I wrote up a note and asked the office to send over a TA who could deliver something for me. When they arrived, I gave them the note and waited for the rest of my plan to take effect. I waited until a few minutes went by when my door suddenly slid open.
"This note said you wanted to see me."
"Yes, please take a seat Yang."
End of Chapter 11
Ending Note: I just wanted to let you guys know that I'll be making some changes to my release schedule. Be sure to check out my profile and see what's going on. I'm planning on making every day a day devoted to at least one story so that you guys don't have to wait for Tuesdays/Thurdays since these are my normal update days.