Freshman Year - 6. Return To Normalcy

Wesley And Seamus

By: Wesley Lewis

Chapter 6: Return To Normalcy

WES’ POV

It’s been about a week since I was released from the hospital. I still got to go to physical therapy sessions with Jesse. Daddy comes with me most of the time and watches as we do the exercises so he can help me more and I can get well sooner. It’s a bitch being in a cast and having to walk with crutches but every day I’m getting stronger and stronger. The good news is that I would be out of the cast in about two weeks. I’ve noticed daddy and Jesse getting closer during each of my sessions. They always ended with daddy giving Jesse a small peck on the cheeks.

Next week I finally get to return to school. I’m not sure if I should be excited or not. I’ve always tried to stay out of the way of everyone except for Lacy and Chloe, and of course now Seamus. Most of the jocks completely ignore me. I say most because one, Melvin, is the bully. Since elementary school he always picks on me because of my weight and my glasses. I guess it doesn’t help that I’m also in the chess club either. Of course, Melvin probably couldn’t even tell you the names of the pieces in chess so I’m safe in the chess room. The thing that I’m most afraid of is the way people will be talking about me. I’m sure there will be a wellspring of rumors. The thing that worries the most will be Melvin. I’m scared he will see me as some weak little invalid and start picking on me even more.

I’ve already asked Seamus what kind of rumors were going around. I couldn’t help but laugh as he gave me some of the most outrageous ones. My favorite had to be was that I was riding a motorcycle and I crashed it. Of course, only three people at school knew what really happened and I trust them implicitly. I’m also sure that the staff knows the true circumstances for my hiatus from school.

There was one other thing I was concerned about before returning to school. My mother asked my father to see if I would come see her. I don’t know why she wants that but I guess knowing what I know now about her I guess I could see her. If I’m being honest though I miss her. Don’t get me wring I do want to see her get her punishment in court it’s just that I was so used to seeing her face that I miss it. So now this weekend I’m going to see her. The one stipulation I added though was Seamus had to be with me. She immediately accepted my terms. Daddy was also going so she could sign the divorce papers as well. I hadn’t told anyone else but Seamus about what I saw while I was in the coma. It’s not that I didn’t trust daddy with it, I guess I didn’t want him questioning my sanity. Plus, I figured he might not have known about mama.

Trying to get through security is a bitch with a cast. They had to take scans of it and wave the magic little wand over it, which immediately went off because of the pins in my ankle. After ten minutes I was beginning to get irritated and Seamus noticing this told the guards about the pins. Of course, they used the ‘you can never be too sure’ line on me. The first thing I noticed about the visitation room was that it was cozy, not something you associate with jail. When I spotted my mother, she was smiling. I thought this was odd considering her behavior a few weeks prior. Sensing my reluctance, Seamus pulled me over to my mother. Despite being in jail she looked well.

“Hi Wesley, I’m glad you’re out of the hospital.” She started to say. I could feel the anger begin to bubble up until Seamus tool my hand. “This young man must be Seamus, it’s nice to meet you”

“If it’s so nice to meet me why did you have to beat your son, you didn’t have to hurt him the way you did” Seamus said with a ferocity that I never would I’ve believed he had in him. “You are despicable the way you treated him and now you say your glad he is out of the hospital but you’re the fucking reason he was in there!”

My mother shrank back as Seamus berated her until she finally said “you don’t have any idea why I had to do that.” When my mother said this, she had begun to cry and I finally broke my silence.

“Mama, granny didn’t die giving birth to you, did she?” she looked shocked when I asked her this.

“How did you know that, no one else was supposed to know how she died.” I could see the pain and hurt in her eyes as she said it.

I began to explain to her what I had saw during my coma and she just sat there like a statue listening to me. Tears began streaming down her face as I recount the horrors that I saw.

“everything you saw was true, everything happened to me just as you described and I never wanted anyone to see or know. The only other person who knew was my father. “

“Mama, I also know about your roommate in college, the first one and how she cheated on you. Is that why you hate me, because I’m gay like her and you think someway I’ll get my heartbroken?” I swear I tried to say this as nicely as I could but for some reason it came out angry. I guess I hadn’t gotten over what she did.

“Son I know you might not believe this but I don’t hate you, you are my son, regardless of what I said to you then. I just snapped when your father kept bringing up a divorce. Then when he said that you were gay something just snapped inside of me. That morning your father called from his attorney's office saying he was drawing up divorce papers you were the only person near so I lashed out at you. You are my son even if you are gay I do love you and I regret what i did since,thats one of the reasons why Im going to plead guilty in court.”

“Are you getting help for this anger problem? I’d be willing to see you more if you are mama, but until I know you are getting better I can’t be around you. Even after what you did I love you and I don’t want to see you hurt. Can you promise me you will try to get better?”

“Son, I’m getting counseling for the anger, as for the seeing me again, Wesley I would do anything I could to make up for what I did. I promise you I will try to get better. I’ve already took the first step by signing those papers for your father. We haven’t been happy for a while, I was just too stubborn to see it. I do have one question for you though Seamus, are you going to make my son happy? Can you promise not to hurt him?”

Seamus took a deep breath before responding to the question, “Ma’am I can guarantee I will do everything I can to make him happy everyday he was in that coma I stayed by his side, I held his hand, I made sure he was never alone, I promise you and anyone else I will never let anyone hurt him anymore.”

By this point I was crying because I had no idea that Seamus had stayed by me the whole time, I certainly felt like there was a presence with me while I was in the coma. I heard when he said I love you and until this moment I never really thought about how I felt about him but after this I realize I loved him back. Him and my father were the only people I needed in my heart.

"Wesley i have one more thing to ask and that you please take care of your father, he may not admit it but he is suffering too and I'm mainly the cause of that. He deserves to be happy and I realize I can't do that anymore. I want both of you to be there for each other when times get hard."

I promised my mother that I would look after Daddy and we would and we continued to talk. After about ten more minutes we said our goodbyes and left.

After getting back home Seamus spent the rest of the day before going home. After he left, daddy came into the room and asked me how the visit went. I told him everything that we discussed and he seemed satisfied. He got a little blustered when I asked him when the next time he was meeting with Jesse.

“Uh well, son I’ve kind of got a date with him tomorrow night but he insists on making it a double date with you and Seamus.” I had never seen my dad lost for words before, even when he was speaking in front of the congregation he had always spoken so confidently, so it was funny to see him like this. “Shut up Wes it is not funny I haven’t been on a date since college.” By this time, I was laughing so hard I had tears streaming down my face. He started laughing with me and I think it was the first time both of us had anything to be happy about since I got out of the hospital.

While we were laughing, I realized I had never met Seamus’ parents yet. I figured if I was going to date their son I needed to meet them first. So, I took a risk and said, “Dad can we invite Seamus family over for dinner tonight?”

“Tonight? son how are we going to prepare dinner for us and his family in before they come over?” dad asked me, which I had to admit was a great question. Until I remembered takeout.

“Dad we can just get pizza delivered in like thirty minutes.”

“Well son you call Seamus and I’ll order the pizza then.” Then dad got up and looked for the numbers while I phoned Seamus.