When I made it home I found myself crying my eyes out. I couldn't understand why she would just come out if nowhere, after all these years. It just reminded me of things used to be when I was younger. It just brought back the pain that had bundled up inside. I couldn't believe the fact that she would actually come back just so I can meet my father whom she had ran off with in the first place. What kind of state of mind was she in? She didn't honestly think I would go through with that did she? My relationship with her would always on the edge and it always would be, if she wanted to be apart of my brothers and sister's life again then fine, that's their business but I didn't want to be anywhere near her. I didn't want to breath the same as her, I didn't want to share the same DNA as her.
I cried myself to sleep that night and was woken up by the sound of the phone ringing. I sat up in the bed and picked up the phone hoping it wasn't any of my family members." Hello?"
"Terri?" I heard his sweet voice say.
I yawned and ran my fingers through my hair." Hey, do you know what time it is?" I asked.
" Umm its about 12: 00 midnight here," He said." Where you sleeping?"
"Yes I was, but I'm awake now."
"Oh good, I was getting bored, I just got off the stage not too long ago."
"Oh really, How was it?"
"It went well, There was a lot if people but I think I delivered well." He said." I end the tour in Memphis you know."
I couldn't help but smile."Really? Well you should come and visit me before you go back to California."
"I would love that, but you'd have to kidnap me from my brothers they can be a little ambitious."
"I can do that," I agreed. He sounded so cute over the phone. Although I liked him way better in person.
He chuckled"So how was your day?"
I let out a long sigh but didn't answer. The memories of my mothers visit soon started to haunt me.
"Uh-oh, what's wrong?"
I shook my head as if he he could see me."Nothing, It just wasn't really a good day."
"Why, what happened?"
" I'd rather not talk about it?"
"You know, you are the only phycologists I know that actually let things bother you."
I smirked into the phone." Have you even known one personally?"
The line went quiet for a moment, then he said, " No, I can't say that I do."
"So what makes qualified to make that sort of judgment?" I asked sounding much like one of my old college instructors.
"Uh, I don't know, it seems like all of them know how to deal with some of their problems."
I laughed." Well that's a huge misconception."
He only laughed then he let fade into the silence.
"So um," he said after about two minutes that seemed like forever. " Are you going to tell me?"
"Tell you what?" I asked dumbly.
"What happened today."
"Why are you so concerned as to how my day has gone?" I asked.
"Because I can tell that its really bothering you."he said so sweetly.
It made the hair on my neck stand up.
"Well," I began then took a deep breath." My mother came home today."
" What?!"
"Yep."
"Wow."He said, he sounded as if he was in disbelief." By the way I talked about her I didn't think she would ever come back."
I shrugged my shoulders." I don't know, I kind of had a feeling she may came back one day, I just wish it wasn't right now."
" Why?"
"Because, I'm still in the process of finding out who I really am," I said." My whole life as been a lie and I wanted figure out where my heart really is before she actually show her face around there again." I ran my fingers through my dark hair and sighed."Now that she's back, my whole life is so....complicated."
"What do you mean, figure out where your heart is?" he asked, I could here the confusion on his voice." I thought your heart was in writing and listening to people talk about their problems."
I chuckled." I did too, but I feel like I'm suppose to do something greater then writing books and listening to people's problems."
"Do you have any talents?" He asked.
"Writing."
"Well, of course, we all know you can do that well."He said a little sarcastically." I'm talking about anything else."
I thought for a moment." When I was a kid I was into interpret dancing and a did sing a little."
"Really?" I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was interested in that." Why'd you stop?'
I sighed again." Well it goes back to how really messed up my family is, I thought I had gotten my singing talent from Luther, but then when I found out he wasn't my father it made me wonder if I really cold, or was it all just in my head."
" Have you sung a note since then?"
"Yeah, every once in a while, but its only for a hot minute ."
"What about dancing?"
" I haven't danced since I was seven."
" Wow,"
"Yep."
It silent again for a moment." I would love to here you sing."
" What?" The statement caught me off guard.
" I want to here you sing."
I laughed." Why?"
" Because I'm a professional and I can tell you whether or not you have potential PR not."
" I really don't want to know if I have potential or not."
" Why not?"
" Because I honestly don't care." I said in truth.
" Well, how can you find where your heart is if you don't try to find it?"
I stared blankly up at the wall, I didn't know how to answer that.
I heard him sigh." How about we take it a step at a time," he said softly again." How about we start with dancing, I know you didn't get that from Luther." He added a lot emphasis on the word ' that ' .
I couldn't help but laugh." Why do you say it like that?"
" Because I've seen him perform as a kid, and I can look at him and tell he doesn't have any rhythm once so ever."
"Your right, he doesn't." I said still laughing.
He laughed a long with him." See, I know these kinds of things."
"I wouldn't doubt it."
"Terri?"
"Yes?"
The line went quiet again all I could here was the sound of his breathing, inhaling and exhaling. It made me wonder what it was he was about to say. I grew impatient at that exact moment." Michael?"
"Hmm?"
"Your not falling asleep on me are you?"
" No," he said. "I'm just debating on whether or not I want to tell you this or not."
" Why are you debating?" I asked curiously.
" Because I'm wondering about how you would react to it."
I raised my eyebrow."Why are you wondering?" I asked then smiled." How do you know how I'm going to react if you don't tell me what is your thinking?"
" I don't know." he said casually.
" Just tell me, " I said." And I promise I won't lose my mind or anything of that nature."
" Okay," he said uneasily." Um, well, " he sounded as if he was searching for the right words to say. " I just wanted to let you know that I....uh, really like your company, I really don't have anybody talk to the same way I talk to you, well besides..." he let sentence trail off.
"Besides what?"
"Uh, my friend Diana."he said as if he he didn't want me to know.
" Ross?"
"Yes."
I had met Diana when I was about four or five, I can't recall exactly what age I was but I do remember meeting her. It was at one of my Luther's Christmas parties and she and The Supremes was on the guest list. I remember her coming up to Luther and hugging him. She wore a long red sequin dress and I remember wanting to pull off everyone of them because I found them annoying to look at. But Luther had me by the hand so I couldn't sneak the attempt like I wanted to. Eventually, while they were talking she glanced down and smiled. "Who's this?"
Luther look down at me." Oh this is my little princess, Theresa."
She smiled down at me." She's so cute." She was pretty, her hair was long and her smile showed all her teeth.
After that I only saw her on television, and that was it.
" Oh." Was all I could say.
" Yeah, She's a good friend, but we only talk every now and then." he said.
" Do you like her?"
He sighed." I do, a lot but-"
"But what?" I had become very curious as to what he was about to say, I wanted to know how much he liked her, was it as a friend, or a little more?
"But I think she only see me as a son to her, nothing more."
I didn't say anything. I couldn't I just stared up at the ceiling. Not really knowing what to think towards what he had said.
" Terri, are you getting sleepy?" he asked.
" Uh, no I'm not."
"You don't have anything to do tomorrow, do you."
I thought for a moment." Nothing besides working, but that's it, and I guess I'm going to start writing my next book."
"Oooh, what is it going to be about?"
" I can't tell you all of that, your just going to have to wait and see."
"Aw, man." he said.
"Yeah."
"Well I guess I'm going to go now, It should be at least four over there." He said, then he yawned. " I'm glad I heard your voice again, it always makes me happy."
I smiled. " I'm glad you call."
We said our goodbyes and he said that he would call me back later own that day. I placed my phone on its receiver and laid back in the sheets with his face running through my mind.