I woke up the next day with a migraine brought on by dehydration and exhaustion. I sat in bed and stared at the clock, thinking about my situation. I always knew I wasn't enough. I shouldn't have put so much faith into him. I shouldn't have let him in. I shouldn't have let my guard down long enough to become vulnerable. It was my vulnerability that led to my heartbreak.
I didn't know how long I was staring when I was startled by the sound of the front door opening. My mind went to Jacob until I heard the sweet sound of my mother's voice.
"Y/N? You left the door unlocked, you can't do that!" she yelled. I sighed with relief- I didn't have to face him just yet. "Y/N?" she called when I didn't answer. I heard my door open with a knock as she cautiously looked inside. "Y/N? What's wrong?" she asked, probably noticing my puffy eyes and blank stare.
I wanted to tell her nothing, that I was alright and she didn't have to worry, but the love in her eyes broke me down. I started sobbing harder than I had the night before. My mother immediately rushed to my side, pulling me into a bear hug. I gripped her clothes tight, like all of her care and love would disappear if I hadn't.
She rocked me and stroked my hair like she would when I had a nightmare as a child. At that moment, I was a child. A child whose blanket was torn, ripped to shreds. A child devastated by their loss.
We stayed that way for a while, my mother shushing me and stroking my hair and rocking me until I was ready to speak. Eventually I took a shaky breath and pulled away from the warm embrace, not ready to face my reality, but accepting that I had to do it anyway. I wiped away the remnants of tears on my face and looked into my mother's concerned eyes.
"Jacob... he cheated on me," I admitted, "with Bella." My mother looked as shocked as I had expected. She always saw him as a gentleman. I knew she wanted to be mad for me but that wasn't what I needed, and she understood that.
She rubbed my arm warmly. "Oh honey... I'm so sorry. You didn't deserve that." she stated. I shook my head and let out a low chuckle, "I should have seen it coming. The way he looked at her. How she reacted when she found out we were together. It was a matter of time," I suggested, "I guess I just wasn't enough compared to her." I sniffled, struggling to hold back the tears that were returning.
"Y/N," my mother turned my face gently to look at her, "never say that. Ever. You are more than enough. You are amazing, smart, compassionate, understanding, and funny. Don't tear yourself down because someone couldn't see that. You are my sun and my moon and my stars. You don't know how much you mean to those around you. I love you more than anything. Know your worth, Y/N/N. Because once you learn it, you will know exactly how special you are."
I smiled and pulled her in for another hug. I couldn't understand how lucky I was to get a mother like her.
"Now," she started, pulling away, "you go take a shower. We're going to go get you some breakfast, ice cream, and go do whatever your heart desires. Whether it's shopping, watching a movie, anything." I nodded in agreement before getting out of bed and dragging myself to the shower.
I did a quick wash down and got out before doing my hair simply. I didn't have the energy to put any effort in. When I went back to my room, I found an outfit on my bed, one I assumed my mom put together. I was lucky that she knew me so well because otherwise I would have been annoyed.
She had gotten a band-tee, a pair of straight jeans and my converse. I quickly put the outfit on before going out to the living room to see my mother waiting for me, already ready.
"Ready, princess?" she asked with a smile. I nodded with a soft smile.
We had gone out to breakfast at a diner in Port Angeles and then went shopping for some room decorations, as my room still looked pretty bare. I had gotten a rug and some lights, along with a couple posters. I was worried about the cost but my mom, being her, wouldn't even let me see the total. After that, we went to go get some ice cream and I got my favorite flavor in a waffle cone while my mom got plain vanilla with chocolate syrup in a dish.
"So, I have some news that might cheer you up?" my mom offered. "Hmm?" I hummed, ice cream already filling my mouth. "I got a new job!" she stated with excitement. I looked at her confused until she explained, "I'm quitting my other jobs for this new one, it pays more and I'll be away less!" I swallowed my ice cream. "That's amazing, Mama! I'm so glad. I've missed our movie nights." I admitted. "Me too." she responded, hooking her arm with mine.
We walked to a nearby park to finish our ice cream. "So, with this... situation," my mom started cautiously, "do you want to cancel your birthday party?" I contemplated this for a moment. I would feel bad for excluding Emily and the pack, but I couldn't face the pack, and seeing Emily would be too painful. I didn't wanna cancel the party outright, I still had Angela, Jessica, and the Cullens. I took a deep breath before deciding.
"I'll still have my party," I explained, "but I won't have my friends from the reservation there." My mom nodded solemnly before responding. "Okay. Do you want me to tell them?" she offered. I shook my head, "No, I'll tell Emily and ask her to talk to the others. I don't want to see them right now." She nodded again and we sat in comfortable silence while we finished our ice cream.
Once we got home, I called Emily explaining that it would be too hard for me to see the pack so soon. She was upset, but she understood. I felt bad, but I had to look after myself first. I hadn't done that in a while, so I need to learn how to again. After that, my mom and I watched some trashy TV shows and ate finger foods.
It felt good to feel wanted.