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Missed a day of posting yesterday, due to computer glitches, but I still managed to write :) aaaaand here's the next installment of my story. Hope y'all enjoy. 

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“Please forgive me. I wanted to tell you but I just thought it would be better for you if you didn’t know, if people didn’t know. Nathan, my parents embarrassed me on a daily basis. Because of that....” Her voice cracked nervously. Clearing her throat, Mom started again. “Because of how I felt about them, I made some terrible choices,” She stopped, looking confused at the sudden blaze of anger written on my face.

 “You mean, running off with dad right? Getting pregnant with me, those kinds of choices?” I said flatly. Her face drained. I couldn’t believe how an ordinary week could suddenly turn so sour. I’d avoided this conversation for years, always knowing in the back of my heart that she regretted things, regretted me. I couldn’t control the burning words as they tore through my throat. I didn’t want to be the cause of that pain I saw etched into her features, but I was. It was my fault. She wouldn’t have married my dad if it hadn’t been for me, for my own stupid existence. And now she was going to twist her words again, try to tell me that the lies were for my own good.

 “Nathan,” My mom whispered brokenly. “Nathan..." It was all she could say.