Holy shit.

I knew both of Abraham's parents are in jail but I didn't know his mom was going to come out so soon.

The look on his face told me exactly what he was thinking when Ann broke the news to him.

Pure hatred. Disappointment. Disgust.

"What?!"

"That's where I was today. She called me and told me if I could visit her because she had news for me." Ann said.

"How can you even talk to her let alone visit the crackhead?!" Abraham said pissed off.

"Excuse me! Young man remember who are talking to. Don't yell at me." Ann said pointing a finger at Abraham.

He sighed. "Sorry Grandmother. It's just that I haven't seen her since I was three. Now she is coming out and I don't know how I should feel when she's free." Oh he apologizes to Ann too.

"Sweetheart. She is not stepping foot in this house unless you want to see her face to face. I am your guardian. I make the decisions." Ann said grabbing Abraham's face.

His eyebrows were furrowed but he was nodding his head.

"Okay. We are not to speak of her unless it is a given. Understood?" Again Abraham nodded.

"Now that this is settled. I am pooped. Goodnight lovebirds." She kissed each of our foreheads and went to her room.

The spaghetti was cold and I could tell Abraham was still bothered by his mom's release.

He sat down once again next to me on the barstool and just watched me move my fork around in my spaghetti bowl.

"Let's go." I said.

"Where?" He asked, still down.

"It's dark out. We should go for a walk and talk this out." I said grabbing his hand.

He followed me upstairs. "I need to get a hoodie and some sandals." I said walking to my room. After I got what I needed we went back downstairs, towards the front door.

We just started walking. He grabbed my hand and started to play with my fingers.

"How do you feel about her coming out, honestly? I knew you were hiding your true feelings from Ann." I started.

"I'm not sure. I guess I am so used to her not being in my life that it has become normal. Now that she is finally coming out after 20 years, I'm not ready."

"Do you want to see her?"

"One part wants to and the other part doesn't." He paused. "One part wants to tell her to fuck off and the other wants to just see how she is doing."

He really does have mixed emotions.

"The fuck off part is winning a bit more at the moment."

"You have to remember that she is your mother and I know for a fact that she has never stopped loving you." He rolled his eyes. "Don't even say you don't love her."

"I'm not sure about that." He said stubbornly.

"Just think about it more and you'll find love in your heart for your mother."

He took a deep breath. "I may not remember much when I was three but I do remember my Dad and Mom being arrested. I seen the police put handcuffs on them.....that memory will always stay in my head....it never fades."

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to but why did they get arrested?" I was curious.

"From what my Grandmother told me my Dad committed a manslaughter murder and my Mom was an accessory to the murder."

Holy shit...again.

"Mom got 20 years, Dad is sentenced to life."

I could feel his anger rising.

"I mean like who the hell would actually KILL someone! What I don't get is how they went through with it! How can you actually do IT!? Like FINISH it!" Now there was hatred and disgust radiating through him.

He stopped suddenly. "Sorry I need to just relax a bit, catch my breath."

"No I understand."

He looked up at the sky and stars.

"Why can't life be easy?" He paused.

"You know I think God gives us life on earth so we could learn how to live with certain situations that make us human. He is testing us to see how we would react."

We are getting deep.

(Play Song)

He continued. "I just have to figure out how to react to this test."

He looked down at me and smiled. "Thank you for listening."

"Sometimes it's good to listen. I'm glad you opened up to me."

He brought me in for a hug and kissed my forehead.

After a while I started to look around. "Abraham?"

"Yeah?"

"Where are we?"

He looked around. "You were supposed to keep track of our steps." He chuckled.

"Oh darn. Should've brought my bag of bread crumbs."

He laughed. "Come on we'll find a way back."

*********

We ended up finding our way back.

"Come on. Let's go to bed." I said leading him down the hall towards my room.

"I need you more than anything at this moment."

"I'm happy that you need me."

We changed and got in bed.

"We just need to take this one day at a time. We'll get through it together."

"Together." I agreed.

He smiled and kissed me. Thank god I brushed my teeth.

He put one hand on my cheek and kissed me passionately.

Oh the moment we first kissed is coming back to me. The sparks.

He kept tugging my lips with his teeth. Every time I'd try to catch my breath he'd bring me back. He was holding so tightly.

I loved it.

His hands started to touch my waist and they lightly went under my shirt. His fingers dug into my skin.

Next thing I know I am straddling him. This was going somewhere but he never took it to the point of actually getting there.

After we kissed for quite a while I might say, I leaned my forehead against his and kissed his nose.

"I'll always be there for you." I said with promise.