A Tale of a Rejection

Chapter 8 part 1

That night Casey didn’t go home instead stayed with me. By the middle of the night the heavy rain eventually stopped and turned into a light drizzle, we stayed up most of the night neither one of s wanting to sleep. I because I just couldn’t there was too much that I had to come in terms with and a lot of things that I needed to think about while she just stayed up to comfort me. Though I asked her various times to have some rest but she didn’t listen, she just said that she wasn’t there when I needed her so she was making up for it and I just smiled at that.

I guess that was what people called true friendship, so we just lay side by side on the bed each wrapped in their own thoughts. We did talk a little bit; we even went and saw my mother.

Casey reaction was exactly as I expected, when she saw mother lying on the bed here eyes as lifeless as the harsh dessert land, her breath caught a bit and she chocked on a sob. After just staring at her for a while, she ran towards mother and tried to wake her from stupor mother was in, but of course no answer met her pleas, only silence dark and fore brooding silence.

Tears fell from Casey’s eyes as I pried her away from mother and enveloped hr in a hug, her tears soaked into my shirt as she continued crying. After a few minutes she finally stopped and looked at me with sorrowful eyes, her distress clear as the morning light. She wanted to help me, take all the pain away just like she always did whenever another pack member insulted me or hurt me in any way but there are things in life that even she couldn’t fix.

In fact no one could. My mother had made her choice, she chose to be with my father and didn’t hate her for that. No I could never hate her she was, how could I hate her when she had always been by my side. Though not as often as a child needed her mother but still at least she was there.

She loved my father and wanted to be with him, how could I hate her for that? The answer was clear I couldn’t, in fact I was proud at the fact that their love surpassed even the cruel boundaries of death. They say when I person dies their life becomes a memory and my mother lived for my fathers but sometimes memories aren’t even enough and that’s why mother wanted to leave.

Even though I would be alone in this world with no family left, no one to call as my own blood, it wouldn’t matter. I would abide by my mothers decision and do my best to take care of her till then.

So maybe when she finally meets my father, she would be able to tell him how proud she was of me and how I loved both of then with all of my heart and soul. And maybe both of them will smile down at me and send me their love too.

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The night was almost over and still I hadn’t been able to sleep for a second, my body felt tired and aching all over but I couldn’t do anything about it now. The first rays of sunshine broke through the dark sky and so just like that dusk arrived. Casey was asleep lying besides me, I could have asked her to keep me company in the night but that would have been selfish; just because I had a restless night didn’t mean that I had to force her to have one too.

So I let her be until eventually her eyes fluttered open,

“Hey what time is it?”, her voice muffled by the pillow.

“About six thirty” I told her as I continued to stare out of the window, the same thoughts running through my mind again and again.

“Oh” she said, sitting up now and I turned towards her and smiled. Her hair was a mess, her green eyes all puffed up from sleeping. She looked like someone who had just woken up unlike me.

“Why didn’t you get some sleep” she questioned

“I couldn’t, my mind wouldn’t let me” I said pulling my legs up to my chest and put my chin on them.