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95. Cara

Clay POV

Dad got up, turned off the TV, and headed for the door.
"You think that is-....", George looked at me. I nodded with a weak smile, my lips pressed together.
"Hello Cara", I heard my dad saying when he opened the door.
"Hey Jo", I heard a familiar voice saying in respond. It was the beautiful voice of my mom.

I quickly stood up, ran to the door and left George behind me in the living room. When I came around the corner and looked into my mother's eyes, who now turned her gaze from father to me, I stopped. She looked totally different. It was easy to see that she was fine again. She no longer looked like the drunk, stoned, lazy old woman, but like a charming, cute lady like I had known her once before.

"Clay", she smiled at me.
"Hey mom", a smile formed on my face and I stepped slowly forward. But the longer mom looked at me, the more her smile disappeared and her expression began to change into sadness.
"I'm so sorry", she started sobbing while her eyes filled with tears. Quickly I ran up to her and hugged her tightly. She was so tiny. She must have been around Georges height.

"I'm so so sorry darling", she continued sobbing while we had our arms wrapped around each other.
"We", my father eventually joined what caused me to turn my look to him, "We are sorry. Very sorry."
This was everything I had been ever asking for, and so a broad smile formed on my lips and I included my dad into the hug, wrapping one arm around him and pulling him to us.

"I love you son. I love you Cara", I heard my dad whispering before kissing moms forehead. She lifted her head up and looked at him before giving him a short kiss on his cheek.
"I love you guys too. I don't know why we didn't do that so much earlier....", she said while a tear rolled down her cheek.
"Thank you", I smiled at both of my parents.

I was just about to say something when I heard faint footsteps behind me. I quickly pulled away from the hug and turned around. George walked slowly towards us, looking slightly awkward.
"George", I smiled at him. He gave me an awkwardly cute smile back while putting his arms behind his back.
"George?", my mom gave me a confused glance.

"Mom, this is George", I grinned walking over to him. I wrapped my hand around his waist and went with him back to my parents.
"My....boyfriend", I continued, clenching my teeth. For a while my mother just stared at me and George and I waited for a reaction.
"George Davidson", George finally broke the silence, reaching his hand for her, "I was really looking forward to meet you."

"Boyfriend?", my mom swallowed, looking up to me.
"Boyfriend, mom. I am gay and in love with this amazing man", I smiled.
Then her glance went back to George.
"Hello George", she eventually smiled, shaking his hand.
I could see how Georges smile widened and he slightly got red.
"It's nice to meet you", mom blinked at him.

-Time skip-

The four of us sat on the couch and talked a lot. About each other, what mother had experienced in the institution, how my father's journey went, about George and me and much more. We also told my parents about what happened to George and me, and they listened eagerly.
"...And since that I never let him out of my sight ever again. I think it couldn't be possible to love someone more than I love this beautiful guy", I ended the story, looking at George who was sitting next to me, smiling at me, with my arm wrapped around him.

"That's so beautiful", I saw tears appearing in moms eyes.
George smiled at me broadly before giving me a gentle kiss onto the cheek.
"I'm so happy for you Clay", my mother smiled at us.
"Our son is an adult man now", dad joined the smiling group.
"A handsome adult man", George added, raising his finger.
"Yeah, of course", dad grinned.

I was so happy that they were getting along with each other so well.
"Anyways, Georges birthday is on Wednesday", I eventually said.
"Ouh, really? How old will you be?", mom leaned forward to George.
"18, but...it's not a big deal. I have nothing planned and think I'll just spend the day with Clay here at home", George smiled leaning closer to me.

"18 is such a big deal! That's the age when you become an adult and are allowed to do so much more stuff!", mom widened her eyes and grinned broadly.
"What did you do on your 18th birthday?", George looked up to me.
"Uh...", I knew it wasn't special and didn't know if I should tell it, but decided just to give him the honest answer to his question, "...I had gone to a party with Nick and another few friends. We drank a lot and....", I remembered what I had done that night too, but decided not to tell THAT, "....had a lot of fun." I smiled.

Because that night at the party we not only had fun getting drunk, we also had fun with girls in the rooms, but that was something I just couldn't tell George and my parents. Even if it wasn't bad outright, I just shouldn't be doing it. It would have put the mood down and I would have regretted it very much.

"Ouh, I got you the red Lamborghini for your 18th birthday, right?", my dad said.
"Yeah, that's right."
"Clay, I'm sorry....", I saw mom looking to the floor, "I had missed half of your life, because I was busy being drunk and stoned in strip clubs and on partys. I was such a terrible mother. I sho-", she sobbed, but I cut her off while lifting her chin gently up.

"I told you already, you don't have to apologize anymore. I'm just happy we fixed our relationship now", I smiled.
"Everything will be fine from now on", my dad began stroking moms back, "We'll look in the future and try to forget about the past, Cara."
"Don't worry about it mom. I got George now. And also you two back. Even if I'm already an adult now. Better late than never, right?", I smiled, caressing her cheek.

"Your son is really the best thing that had ever happen to me. I want you to know that", George smiled at her.
"I can say the same thing about you", I leaned to George and whispered with a smile.

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