to fill as I continue. “I bought some bottles of booze, and that bag. It wasn’t a full bag though Drew. I’m sorry, I don’t remember.”
He hugs me as I soak his shirt in tears. “Thank you.” He whispers kissing the top of my head. “It’s okay Jenna. Let it out. Thank you for being honest with me.” We stand there for what seems like forever before he takes my hand and pulls me back to the room. He doesn’t mention it again as promised.
Sorrow
Gabriel
“Dude, you look like shit.” Matt blurts out sitting next to me at the kitchen table.
“Didn’t ask for your opinion Matt.” I snap back.
“Gabriel Anthony Gonzales!” I jump at my mother’s tone. “I understand you’re suffering son, but you will not disrespect anyone like that in my house. Do you understand me?” She questions me with an order.
“Sorry mom.” I say with a sigh, burying my head in the crook of my arm on the table. Matt pats my back in a supportive gesture. “Sorry man.” I whisper over to Matt. I haven’t slept in days. All I want to do is get on the road, but the guys made the decision to wait until tomorrow to leave. In the time I’ve known Jenna, I have never gone this long without speaking to her; except when she was in rehab, of course. But even then, I tried to visit every day.
“It’s not your fault. I’m sorry too, I can’t focus on anything except Jenna either. She’s like a sister to me man.”
My entire life as I know it is what seems like thousands of miles away from me and I have no control over it. Mom comes around the counter and takes a seat beside me and rests her hand in a caress over my head and begins playing with my hair.
“I’ll uh, I’ll take a muffin up to Emily upstairs. She wanted to show me something with the band’s website anyways.” Matt says standing and grabbing a few muffins from the basket and leaves. I love Matt like a brother. He’s my best friend. I appreciate his honesty, but sometimes he can bother the living hell out of me.
“Gabriel.” Mom says softly. I don’t answer. I can’t trust myself enough to speak to my mom without either breaking down or snapping at her or both. “Gabriel dear, why don’t you try to get some sleep? You haven’t slept in days.”
“Because mom.” My voice begins to shake. “When I close my eyes, all I see is Jenna.” I sit back in my chair and run my hands through my hair. “I see her beautiful blue eyes. Her perfect smile. Her little dimple that attempts to pop through when she tries to hide a smile. I can see her blond hair fanned over my lap when I use to run my fingers through her hair when she sleeps. I can even see her nose twitching when she tries to lie to me.” Tears fall from my eyes as I talk about Jenna. Mom pulls me into her arms and holds me tight as I let everything go. “I love her. I’ve loved her from the moment I walked into her kitchen. She changed me, mom.” I cry.
“Oh Gabriel. You have got it bad, don’t you?” She rubs my back. “All these years, we were fooled by Carmen. And you tried telling us LG wasn’t yours. I knew before you left that you never had strong feelings for Carmen. Not like you do for Jenna. I just wish things would have been different. And for that, I truly am sorry son.” She stands swiftly, taking my hands with her, guiding me to the living room. “C’mon, let’s sit on the couch and talk, where it’s more comfortable.” I have no choice but to stand and follow her.
She sits on one end of the couch and automatically I take position with my head on her lap. She always knew when we would come home in a bad mood, or if we were just having a bad day. We never even had to ask, she always knew what we needed. She would run her fingers through our hair until we felt relaxed enough to share what was on our minds. But this time, she knows exactly what was going on. I lay staring up at my mother. Even though she has aged through the years, her face is still as beautiful as ever.