He Gets That From Me

By: narutoprincess

Chapter 8: How He Loves Your Old Guitar

Stella took the day off from work. Alex was suspended, so he was at home as well. The two were sitting, eating their identical bowls of Frosted Flakes when Alex asked his daily question.

"Did Dad ever love any one else?"

This was a tough question. Stella hesitated before answering.

"Your dad was married once before he married me. He was married to a woman named Claire. She was nice."

"What happened?"

"She died. In 9/11."

Alex sat quietly. The World Trade Center attacks had happened before he was born but their infamy lived on. The two finished their cereal and went off in the house to their own business.

Stella didn't tell Alex about Peyton. She didn't think that...mess...was love. Especially not after the way she'd left him.

Flashback

"Sorry Mac. I got another file."

Stella walked into Mac's office to find him not there. She threw the file she was holding on his desk. She must have thrown it harder than she thought because a pile of things fell. She knelt down to pick them up when she found it. The letter.

She'd glanced at it long enough to realize that Peyton was breaking up with Mac. Her heart soared and broke at the same time. Stella'd been the first to find out about Mac and Peyton and she didn't think she was good for him. Of course, her own heart's feelings had a part in that. Stella had loved Mac since...well, forever and she'd hoped that he shared her feelings. This dream had been shot once Peyton had entered the picture. Mac was probably heartbroken now. She needed to be there for him.

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Stella entered the crowded cafe where she knew Mac was playing guitar with some friends. She turned to see him watching her. She smiled and he smiled back. This was the start of a new chapter. And they both knew it.

End Flashback

Guitar music filled the air in the apartment. It was as if Stella's memories had come to life. She followed the noise to her son's bedroom where he was sitting, playing guitar. She smiled. It was the same guitar from her memories. The same guitar that Mac had been playing the night their fates were sealed with a look.

"I didn't know you could play the guitar."

Alex looked up to see his mom in the doorway, smiling. He stopped playing and she sat down beside him.

"Yeah. I found it lying around and I started teaching myself."

"You know, it was your dad's guitar."

"I figured."

And Stella told her son about that night she saw him play at the cafe. Alex deserved a complete answer to his question.

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NP: So there's chapter 8! Told you it'd be happier. This chapter is now extremely good luck. The minute I ended this, my hockey team scored. Hope you guys like it. OMG THEY SCORED AGAIN! Wow! Anyway, please review this chapter. I need to keep writing. We're behind XD! I will reply to your reviews. GO SENS GO!!