Bex didn't know how long she had laid on her bed crying, and if she was honest, she didn't care. All she cared about was that she got rid of the now prominent pounding headache she now had, possibly from all the crying.
She pushed herself up from her bed slowly, not even care that her clothes were dishevelled, and she made her way out of her room. The house was dark and quiet, so she assumed everybody had gone to bed. She walked down the stairs quietly and walked to the kitchen, freezing at the sight of her mother stood at the kitchen sink with her back to her.
A wave of guilt washed over Bex. She knew her mother was only looking out for her, and worried greatly about her, but Bex had been pretty horrible to her. No matter how bad she thought she was, she never doubted for a moment it was Karen's fault Charlie walked out on them.
'You wonder why I left!' The thought of the memory made her close her eyes, trying to block it out. 'Well at least I know why my dad went.'
Bex opened her eyes at the sound of her name and she bit her lip when she saw Karen looking at her.
"Are you alright, darling?" Karen asked.
"No…" Bex shook her head and went over and hugged her mother. "I'm sorry…. For everything I've done, everything I've said…"
Karen hugged her daughter close. "It's alright, Bex. You know you can always talk to me… I know I'm not the easiest to approach, but the reason I like to know where you are, what you're doing is because I'm worried about you. And hopefully, one day when you have a family of your own, you'll be surprised at just how much of your time you'll spend worrying about your children."
Bex just stayed silent. She wanted to tell her, every instinct told her to speak out, but it was the fear of being hated and losing everything, and shame that was holding her back.
"Come on, let's put the telly on, we might even fall asleep on the sofa." Karen smiled a little.
"Okay…" Bex said, smiling a little.
Karen smiled and walked with her into the living room and they spent the night watching late night TV together.