Page 118 of Heavy
As he releases me and I turn, he gives me a spank. “Hey!”
I rush back into the bedroom and jump across the king size bed to grab my phone still on the charger. The name that flashes, is none other than my mother. I’ve not spoken with her since Eamon showed up here several weeks ago.
I should’ve left my heart back with Ronan. It may actually fly right out of my throat. Did my stepdad finally tell her?
Before it can go to voicemail, I hit the green button. “Hey, Mom.” I don’t sound thrilled to hear from her, but I quickly clear my throat, as though trying to portray the sound more as me being sleepy.
“Hey, sweetheart.” Alright, that’s a good sign. She sounds pleased that I answered, not angry in the slightest. “What are you up to?”
“Nothing much, just waking up. What about you?”
A soft sigh comes through the phone. “Nothing. I wanted to see if you could come over tonight. I was hoping to have a girl-to-girl chat…”
Oh no…My hand begins to shake. “It’s a weekday, and since that issue with my car, I’ve not been coming into the city. Just in case.”
I did text her when I got home that day, said I was getting my car looked at. It was a good excuse if she wanted to try and have me come see her. I’ve told her the construction site—aka the cabin—was too dangerous and she had to stay away.
Now that it’s done, I’m looking for an excuse if she offers to come down to see me.
“I’ll come pick you up,” she says and the tone she has tells me something is wrong. “We can get drunk, and you can stay the night. It’s just one evening with me. Please?”
“Mom, what’s wrong?”
I hear some shuffling, and she’s silent for a moment. Truly, I don’t want to hate my mom. She was an addict, and yes it caused me the worst pain, but she is doing better. Although she was a straight cunt to Ronan, she’s still my mom. I don’t want to abandon her…
“It’s Eamon. I’m pretty sure he is cheating on me.”
An involuntary gasp escapes my lips.
“Oh, Mom… I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be, can you come tonight?”
I hear Ronan in the other room say something, but I can’t make it out. I’m trying to give my mom the attention she needs so I focus back on the phone call.
“Sure… I don’t know if I can stay the night, I have work and you know how much I hate getting up early.”
“Can’t play hooky?”
I could, honestly. My boss would be more than alright with me even taking the day or even just coming in late. It isn’t that, I just don’t want to spend a night without Ronan. I know that probably sounds pathetic butfuck it, that’s how I feel.
“I’ll come over for a few hours, I’ll leave shortly.”
It’s then I hear several voices coming from the living room, that my stomach churns.
“Thanks, Calista, I love you.” Damn, I don’t think I’ve heard my mom use my government name in forever.
“Love you, Mom, I’ll see you later.”
I hang up the phone and rush out of the room, down the hall, and into the living room—only to find two police officers, with one of them standingrightin Ronan’s face.
Ronan
KEN
Chocolate or vanilla, and please pick vanilla cause I don’t want to go to the store
Vanilla is fine, I think she’ll like it better anyway
