Authors Notes: Okay, what to say about this fic?....uummmmmmm... I started this a LONG time ago. And never finished it, and in the words of a good friend of mine, "Fics are for reading". So I figured I'd upload it as it is and maybe if I get a few reviews it'll promt me to write more. All I can say is, 'It's not the best of fics. But the idea was there.' lol This is only the first chapter and I do have 9 done already, but I'll probably upload them weekly. lol
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"And just where do you think you've been for the past 2 hours Lilith Sternin?!" Questioned my mother's voice, as walked through the front door.

"I was at Ellinorre's house. We did our homework together." It was the truth, but somehow I knew my mother wouldn't believe me.

"Well….." She said with a sly look of disbelief. "Call me next time. I was worried sick. What if something had happened to you?!"

"Mom, I'm 25. I can take care of myself."

"You only think you can! You don't know what it's like out there Lilith."

"Because you never let me learn!" I shouted as I ran upstairs to my room, and slammed the door.

My mother had always been, shall we say, overprotective when it came to me. Ever since my father ran out on us when I was small, she'd felt that she needed to protect me from the world. Especially the male population, I knew she thought that I was out with a guy. Why couldn't she trust me? I knew I could always move out, I was old enough after all, but I didn't have the money to get my own place, and put myself through my last year of medical school. So for the time being, I'd just have to bare it…. But I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried to see things from my mother's point of view, I couldn't allow her to run my life anymore. I was going to need some help.

I sat down on my bed, reached over towards the phone, and dialled Ellinorre's number. Ellinorre was my best friend, my mother didn't really approve of me, in her words, "Fraternising with that little harlot." Ellinorre had had many boyfriends yes, but I still didn't like my mother talking about her in that way. I never did quite understand her attraction to most of her boyfriends? They were all gorgeous by normal standards, but I didn't find myself attracted to men all that often. I had had a couple boyfriends before; of course my mother knew nothing about them. But no one I really connected with, I was looking for someone clever and mature, whereas these were just… boys.

"Hello." Came a cheery voice from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, Ellinorre…"

"Lilith…? Why are you calling? You were just over here."

"I know, but my mother blew up at me as soon as I got in the door."

"Again?"

"Uh-huh. What am I going to do Ellie? I can't stand it anymore."

"Well, have you thought about getting professional help?"

"What?!"

"I don't mean that as an insult. I just mean that maybe you could find someone to help you deal with it?… Like a psychiatrist?"

"Ellie. We're on a psychology course. We're planning on becoming psychiatrists. Why would I need one?"

"I know. But maybe you just need someone neutral to the situation to give you an opinion?"

"Well…. I suppose it couldn't hurt?"

"That's the spirit. You never know, it could help."

"Thanks Ellie."

"Anytime."

"Lilith! Who are you talking to up there?!" Bellowed my mother's voice from downstairs.

"Sorry, Ellie. I have to go."

"That's ok. See you tomorrow at the café, normal time?" Ellinorre and I had a standing engagement every Saturday afternoon, we'd meet up at a little café near her house just to talk and get away from the world.

"Sure. I'll find a psychiatric clinic first thing in the morning, I can't wait any longer, I have to sort this out."

"Okay. Goodbye Lilith."

"Goodbye Ellie."

"Lilith!!" Came my mother's voice again.

"No one mother, I was just reading aloud!"

"School books I hope?! Not one of those romantic novels you get so wrapped up in? That doesn't happen in real life you know?! Men only want one thing, they aren't capable of love!"

"Yes mother!" I answered, as I slumped my head down onto my pillow, and reached for the book I had hidden behind my dresser. "Whatever you say mother."