"mum" the boy said sounding like he was in shock and disbelief at the same time, I stared at the stranger for a minute still thinking of where I know him from baffled I give in to reality snapping out of my daze. "Sorry you got the wrong person" questioning myself again
Her thoughts –
I can't be
I shouldn't be
I'm not
Could I be?
No
Don't be stupid
You could never be a mother
Especially him
Back to reality –
He looked at me hurt, I'm your son … Michel, you must remember me?
Are you Shure? I replied questioning this still stranger
Obviously, I'm Shure he responded aggressively
Let me guess you can't remember Alex either? judging me with his words
I stayed silent.
You know jane you can't continue to run away from your problems like this all the time. first you did it with me and my messages and now you're doing it in real life it's pathetic. You should try growing up sometime.
He began to walk away and Still in shock, I blurted out "did you just call me jane ?!
"Well what else am I supposed to call you "? because I know for a fact, I AM NOT calling you, my mother. I am not claiming you as my family, not anymore you pushed it too far
Stunned like a deer in headlights I softly said "look I'm sorry that I don't know you right now but if you are my son then I won't remember you I got attacked a year ago and I cant remember anything from the last 20 years of my life.
With tears in the poor boys' eyes, he took a lunge at me and held me tight. My heart got all fuzzy and warm this was it, this was the cure the only cure to fixing my severely damaged brain was love
I know that sounds like a cheesy movie ending but this moment felt like it in the best way it could possibly feel .