We sat down, facing each other. Jessica took a
deep sigh and started speaking:
“You probably don’t
know who i am. I had introduced Nick and Elizabeth back in winter of 1995,
y’know Nick’s popularity was increasing in Europe. Those days, i was dating
with Nick’s best friend Brent and that’s how Nick and I met. He was always busy
with his group so Brent was seeing him rarely. Then at last, Nick had some free
time and Brent organized a small surprise party for him. To be two couples, i
decided to invite my best friend Elizabeth.” I nodded knowingly, this was the
part my dad had told me before.
“So I invited her and
i did the biggest fault of my life.” She looked at my mother’s direction. “She
hadn’t liked the idea at first, due to the fact that she didn’t know Nick. I
told her how a nice guy he was, not to mention gorgeous.” She laughed softly.
My dad was a heartthrob back in the 90s. “I almost begged her to come. Cos to
my opinion, they’d make a cute couple together. How wrong i was.” She scoffed.
“I reckon, you can
imagine the rest, they saw each other
and fell in love immediately. Actually, they were created for each other,
everybody was getting jealous cuz of their tremendous relationship. They were
meant to be, they were soul mates, they were created for each other, they were
everything for each other. Both of them wasn’t the type to fell in love or
could go on in a steady relationship for a long time, but they did. There was
just one thing that was concerning me; they were moving so fast. Y’know what i
mean, almost at the fifth month of their relationship they had sex. Elizabeth
was so happy that she gave her virginity to him cuz she was planing to marry
with him someday. But i told her not to go up on Cloud number 9, i was older
and more experinced than her and i already had learned that fairytales wouldn’t
last forever. And as i expected, after they had sex, Nick quitted calling
everyday like he used to do. Within two months, he went on tour again and he
just called Eliza once in a week unwillingly, i guess, by force. He started
forgetting their speacial days, even Elizabeth’s birthday. And when she
reminded him that, he whined about being so busy. Not long after, Elizabeth
realized that she was pregnant. When she was two months old pregnant Nick
wasn’t calling anymore. You can imagine the dissapointment she had to face. She
was cursing the day he had met Nick, making me regret more and more day by
day.”
“See,” she said
pointing the walls. “That’s why i hate Nick. He doesn’t know how much she
suffered. He forgot elizabeth just in a week, we had seen a photo of him and a
girl kissing each other in a mag. Elizabeth swore to God that she would never
ever see Nick again. Of course she didn’t want his child either. She was just
16 then, she’d lived a lot than a normal 16-year-old could handle. That’s why
she left you. She had her heart broken, she had given everything she could to
him. But when she got older, she realized how important you were, her own
blood, but it was too late, you were already out on the eyes of media.
Elizabeth couldn’t even hate Nick after all he had done, and didn’t want to
create a new scandal and she tried to forget you, by being a kindergarten
teacher.” She finished. I looked down.
“Look, I didn’t tell
you all this to make you hate your dad. Even though what he did in the past, he
could raise you as a very clever sweet lady and made you who you are today. I
told you this so that you won’t blame your mother anymore.”
“I..I didn’t blame
her but i couldn’t think of any particular reason either...that’s why i
defended my dad before.”
She stood up and
walked towards a small library. She picked a worn-out, thick notebook and came
back to me.
“Take this.” She said
handing me the notebook. “This was her last wish. So that you can learn the past.”
“Is it her diary?” I
asked and she nodded.
Right then,
undertakers came into the room to take my mother to hoarse.
“Wait!” I said
suddenly. “Can i say my last goodbye to her?”
“Yeah you can.” Said
one of the undertakers. “But please be quick.” Including Jessica, they left the
room.
“Hey mom...” I said holding her hand. “I love
you.” With that, I placed a soft kiss on her cold cheek. “Sleep peacefully.” I
whispered and released her hand, going out of her room, clucthing the diary she
wrote everything.