BELLA P. O. V. continues…
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After the date with Mike, I lessen my attitude towards him, and realized that he is not as bad as I thought. He might not be really friendly, but he has a good personality judging by the way he played with children, I really adore and compliment him for that. We chat often, and gradually we become close friends and mostly hang out on weekends to work on our assignment together.
I just finished getting dressed on a saturday, after applying little powder i heard a knock on the door.
"Come in".
Mike came in and embraced me from behind. I'm kinda used to it because he is fond of doing that, but I can't control the way my heart flutters whenever he does it though I doubt if he ever noticed.
Hi Barbie".
I chuckled silently. "Hello, Ken."
He withdraw from the hug and went to seat on my bed.
"Are you ready"?
"Yeah, but let me apply lip gloss".
"Why all the stress this isn't even a date".
" Get lost".
I gave myself one last look at the mirror, and we both went out.
This time we went to the beach, there we work on our assignment and play.
When it's lunch time he ordered Pizza and cold stone.
"I thought you ordered lunch". I complained.
"Yes, here we have pizza, and cold stone".
"So?"
" Isn't it enough for lunch"?
"I want food not Pizza". I shout and he laughed in mockery.
We ate the Pizza, and even though it held my stomach i didn't consider it as lunch.
"I will go get something at my place before dropping you home". Mike said when he start the car.
" No problem at least I will know where you reside".
We have been friends for quite a while and it's a shame that i don't know his house even though we hang out often.
On our way he bought me take away noodles because i didn't stop complaining about lunch.
He alight in a complex building and packed in the parking lot filled with many cars.
"You stay here"?
"Yes, we rent an apartment here". He replied and held my hands to the elevator.
We get to the 10th floor where their apartment is. He input the passcode to his apartment and what we saw inside almost shock me to death.
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MIKE P. O. V.
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When we get inside i wasn't surprised to see Mum on the ties high on drugs but i was abashed because Bella is with me.
"Who is she"? Bella ask making me more embarrassed i ignored her question and went to Mum.
"Mum". I called trying to lift her up.
Bella widen her eyes in shock. "She is your mother"?
"Mum". I called again still trying to help her inside.
"Let me go". She whine weakly hitting her head.
" Drugs, hard drugs". Bella said picking up a wrap of hard drug on the sofa
I help Mum to her room, and returned to Bella who gave me a questioning look.
"Mike". She called.
"So? Can our friendship still continue?" I asked.
"Mike". She called, surprised by the sudden question.
"Can you still remain friends with the son of a drug addict?" I asked, trying hard not to raise my voice.
She snift in and wipe off a drop of tears with her hands.
"Mike". She called in tears and embraced me.
As she embraced me in tears, I couldn't control my tears either.
"Mike no matter what your mother is, what matters is that you remain yourself and pray for God intervention".
Her respond made me chuckle because I can't remember the last time i prayed but now i guess i should have practice it and hope for a miracle.
"Can you keep what we saw now a secret?" I asked when we disengage.
"I'm not a gossip".
" Thank you, let's go".
" What about what you came to get"?
" Forget it".
We were about to leave when Mum came out of her room fully dressed holding a bottle of wine.
"Son, is she your girlfriend?'
"No, she is a friend".
"Good afternoon ma"
"Afternoon dear". She replied. and walked past us, heading to the exit.
" You can't go out". I protest.
"Why"?
"Mum, just stay home".
" Because I'm high and you think i can get involved in something"?
"Forget it"! I blunt out.
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I dragged Bella out and we returned to the parking lot.
"You shouldn't have left her". Bella complained.
"She can take care of herself".
" Sorry for prying, but how about your father "? She ask.
" I don't know, i don't think i have one".
" What did you mean"?
" It's a long story".
" You might like to share".
"I grew up at the orphanage and reunite with my mum, I think ten years ago although I'm always fond of Miss Rita a woman who always pay regular visits to the orphanage and mostly take her time to buy me gifts. Whenever it's my birthday she always made a cake for me and buy me something special which mostly makes the remaining kids jealous.
When i was eight, the manager in charge of the orphanage introduced me to some scary couples who wanted to adopt me, i didn't like the couples so i complained to Miss Rita on her next visit and she promised to make sure that i don't go with them, with that she went to have a word with the manager
A week later, I was summoned by the manager again, but this time Miss Rita was in the office with her. The Manager break the news to me that Miss Rita is my biological mother, she told me Miss Rita brought me to the orphanage two months after i was born because she couldn't afford to raise me back then. I didn't really understand the story, but i was happy to learn that the kind Miss Rita was my biological mother, and i wouldn't be adopted by those scary couples.
A month later I went home with Miss Rita after a DNA test confirmed that she is my mother, and the orphanage make sure she is comfortable enough to take care of me.
I was living happily with Miss Rita as she provide for all my needs and we always pay regular visit to the orphanage, but everything changed when i was thirteen, she started her drinking habits before she goes further into drugs". I finished my long story, and Bella was already in tears and she drew me in a tight hug.