Hey everyone! I'm setting this up to take place right after Karma leaves at the end of "Remember the Croquembouche". I felt like we were missing a mother/daughter talk. So, here it is. And of course some drama is planned. You can't have a good story without some drama.
Also, fare warning. This is not my first story and sorry to say I have not had much success in finishing many of them. I seem to always start strong then run out steam regardless of the amazing ideas running through my little brain. Of course I'm not a full time writer so life does a good job in getting in the way of a good story line. I have an idea where I want to go with this. So, fingers crossed this is a story I can make it to the end. I promise to do my very best to not disappoint.
AND NONE OF FAKING IT BELONGS TO ME. I'm just borrowing the characters for bit.
Amy Raudenfeld lay on her bed feeling like an asshole. She ruined her mother's bridal shower because of…what? Jealousy? It was f**Bleep**ucking ridiculous! Her mother was right after all. Amy really did hate all of that girly shit. And frankly, Lauren is the perfect daughter. After Karma left her alone to mull things over she knew exactly what she had to do.
Amy got up feeling a little dizzy and coughing to clear the tickle in her throat. "Great, getting sick is no less than I deserve right now after what I did tonight", she thought. Karma with a little 'k' just bit her right in the ass. After getting her bearings she made her way down the hall to her mother's closed door. Standing in front of it she took a deep breath, which nearly caused a coughing fit she had to suppress. After calming down she gave the door a timid knock.
"Come in", came her mother's voice.
Opening the door slowly she whispered, "Mom."
"Amy", her mom said bluntly.
"Can we talk?" Amy asked quietly.
Farrah Raudenfeld, knowing full well she would have to forgive her daughter eventually, nodded a silent affirmative reply as she scooted over to make room for her baby girl. Watching this gesture caused tears to spring unceremoniously into Amy's eye causing her to swipe at her face and cough to clear her throat. Farrah opened her arms offering Amy a much needed hug. As she buried her face into her mother's embrace she started to talk unsure if she could even be heard, "Mommy, I'm so sorry for how acted. I can't explain what came over me. After Dad…I don't know! Everything just stated moving so fast and now…I just have all these feeling and they are making me nuts…"
"Baby, I will not tell you I'm not disappointed but I will tell you that I'm not completely surprised after thinking on it a bit. Now I think…actually I know that we are over due for a good long talk. And just so know, Hun, I'm very sorry too."
Amy pulled out of the embrace just far enough to see her mother's expression while giving a quizzical look of her own before laying her ear over her mother's heart. Laying there like that made them both remember a more innocent time. When a very young and tiny Amy had a long hard night she could only be soothed by her Mommy's heartbeat. The rhythmic beat created the blanket of safety from the big bad world. They had not had a moment like this in a very long time.
Farrah began speaking softly attempting to not disturb the moment to badly, "we should have spoken before now. I'm so sorry I didn't discuss making Lauren my braid's made with you. In the process of trying to make Lauren feel more comfortable here I was leaving you completely out. Amy, honey, we are in this together and I forgot that for a minute. I hope you can give me."
"No you were right. I really do hate all the girly dressing up. Besides it would have been a matter of minutes before I embarrassed you and probably at the wedding. Tonight was case and point. I was jealous for no reason. I was complete jerk to you and to Lauren. Let's face it…Lauren is the perfect daughter."
"Oh, Baby, you are not so bad yourself. I may not understand you but I wouldn't want you any other way. I should have included you in all the decision making and planning. We are going to be a family and it's a big deal for it to work. You and Lauren should have been working together from the start."
"Except we hated each other from the start."
Farrah couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her throat, "which, Amy, is why you should have been working together from the start."
Amy shared the moment with her mother with her own laugh, "I love you, Mom."
"Oh, honey, I love you so much. I don't say it nearly enough."
After a few minutes of comforting silence Amy broke in with all the thoughts running through head a jumbled mess, "Mom, I want you to know something. I don't know if you will understand this because I'm having trouble understanding it too." Farrah stayed silent steeling herself for what she was about to hear. Her strong, beautiful daughter was about to confide in her. "I really…I really love her. I don't know when it happened. I didn't want it too. I even tried kissing a boy. His name is Oliver. I liked hanging out with him but I just…God! Why is this so hard?"
Running her fingers lightly through Amy's hair Farrah finally had a glimmer of understanding, "You don't feel complete without her."
There it was, a brief moment of understanding.