Chapter 75: Chapter 75

Tucker's POV:

It's been two hours and Giselle hadn't come out of her room. I kept making my mind go and apologize, but mother said that will drive her even more away from me, girls never love weak guys.

I sat on the chair by my window and lifted my phone to my eyes as it beeped.

Monica: Hey babe! I rolled my eyes and put my phone back, but after one minute, It began to ring again.

Monica: What's wrong, Tucker?

Monica: Where are you?

Monica: We had plans for today; don't tell me you don't remember it.

I narrowed my eyes and brainstormed, I never told her about going out with her today. I Itched my scalp and frowned, did someone texts her from my phone? But my inbox was completely emptied.

It has to be mommy; she always makes a plan for me. I got up and left for the kitchen. Not stepping inside, I stayed behind the wall when I saw Father and mother arguing.

"What do you mean by she is gone?" Father asked mommy, probably talking about Giselle. I looked down: confused, did she leave?

"She is gone," Lauren yelled, I peeked through the window and saw her nervously stepping to and fro.

"I got her text that she will be sleeping over her friend's place for tonight." father was less concerned, he was sure she will come back.

"She lied!" Mommy screamed, "all her stuff is gone, everything." She continued, it was too much to take in. I shook my head, rubbing my forehead in fear. She can't leave me, she didn't even think twice before ending her relationship with me, was Mommy right when she used to tell me that Giselle doesn't love me?

"But why would she do that?" father yelled: worried. "Wasn't she happy here, did something happen?" he continued, I was feeling worthless, standing lifeless and listening to my parents talking.

"She had an argument with me, nothing serious." she didn't tell father anything, I kept watching them silently.

"Nothing serious, just over an argument?" father questioned, sounding angry. "Tell me this doesn't have anything to do with Tucker?" he asked and my heart sank in my chest, what does he mean?

"Why would he do anything?" Mommy quickly defended,

"You think I can't see what you have been doing behind my back. I told you to keep him away from Giselle, that girl deserves happiness," he shouted at mommy, but what I failed to understand was his rage for me, so he thinks I can't keep her happy?

"Don't you dare!" mommy gritted her teeth and argued, "My son is---," she was shaking badly when father intervened her.

"Your son doesn't need a girl, he needs help. You made him your son from our son, there is something wrong with him and if he isn't treated well, life will be hard for him." he was saying all these things that started to hurt me, how can a father hate his son so much? What have I ever done wrong?

"Enough! My son is fine. It is you who are sick because you can't forget Giselle's mother." mommy was hurt, what was happening.

"Listen to yourself, you are going crazy." father gave up, he had hurt mommy and now he wanted to leave the house to calm himself when he should be calming Mommy, "And Giselle is never coming back here, it is safe for her to stay out of this house than to live under this roof," he stated before exiting the kitchen, he halted, tilted his face lightly in my direction, knowing I heard them but caring less and still exiting the house.

"You w--," Mommy rushed out after him, but her proceeding steps halted when her eyes caught me in her sight. "Tucker!" she smiled weakly.

"I am the worst?" I asked, my own father hates me, obviously, that's why Giselle never loved me.

"No you are not, they just don't understand you." she cupped my face in her hands and looked in my eyes.

"Then why did she leave me like I didn't matter at all?" I was crying, I hated to cry, but those tears won't stop. "I even changed myself for her, or at least I was trying to change, but she didn't even wait," I complained, pain aching not only my heart but my soul too.

"This is why it happened because you stopped listening to me. It was all going fine until you started to listen to your heart and not me," she mumbled, making sense now. "She grew up hating you, it was I who helped you win her but you ruined it all." She was right, I remember how much she has helped me. When I was a kid, I wanted to be her friend, but mommy was there to help me, she told me if I want to get her attention, I must start with bullying her. But it took years for Giselle to notice me, I did everything but she always told her mother that she doesn't like me and now that she finally did, I lost her again.

"What do I do now mother?" I asked, only she can help me.

"First, don't call me mother, I am your mommy and you are my little kid," she stated, "secondly, Giselle loves pain, she wants to be in a relationship where she is forced, abused," Mommy mumbled but making no sense at all.

"Then why did she leave?" I questioned, confused, and concerned.

"Because you made her your girlfriend, a girl loves pain and abuse until she wins you, make her run after you, use her, but don't give a name to your relationship." she thought, rubbing her hands in mixed feelings.

"So what am I doing now?" I asked, looking in my mother's eyes, I have to get Giselle back, I have to make her love me again.

"Ignore her for now, make her jealous," she was right, It is the only way to make her love me again.

"Monica must have texted you by now, I left her some texts from your phone, you must go on a date with her," Mommy advised and my mood got ruined, I don't want to go with her, why can't I make Giselle jealous without hanging around with any girl.

"I don't wanna go with her, Giselle thinks it is considered cheating," I mumbled, lowering my head and recalling her eyes, when she stared at me with her beautiful eyes, asking me if I went on a long drive with Monica, I can't forget the pain she felt because of me.

"It is not, look she left for the cabin with those boys, if that's not cheating, then going on a date with your girlfriend isn't cheating as well. Plus, Giselle was never your girlfriend, Monica was, so basically you are cheating on Monica, not Giselle." She declared, confusing me more.

"Don't you trust me?" she asked and held my hand, looking in my eyes sweetly.

"Of course I do mommy," I mumbled and she smiled in satisfaction.

"So go out with her, but first," she entered the kitchen again, not letting me in. She came out holding a glass of milk in her hand like childhood times, "Drink this." She handed me the glass and waited for me to finish it right in front of her.

"I don't know why, but it makes my head dizzy, I lose control," I stated, pulling my nose in disgust.

"So you think I will give you something that will hurt you?" she said and tears appeared in her eyes, oh my God, I hurt her, what did I do?

"No! I was just saying, I will finish it right away." I mumbled and gulped it down my throat.