Loyal365: Hey! Could you do one where Rachel gets in trouble with Cassie about something, and Rachel lashes out and says you aren't my mama?
A/N: Rachel is four.
Thank you so very much for the prompt! Starting thursday i'll be taken camping against my will where i won't have internet access or phone signal, so i won't be able to update until monday at the soonest. But i'll have virtually nothing to do all weekend and will most likely write in my notebook the whole time, so if i get your prompts before late tomorrow, i can write them down and work on them over the weekend! If you have more while i'm gone, still send them to me and they'll go to my email and i'll write them when i return. Thank you so much and this one is for Loyal365. Tell me what you think!
With love always, hayleynymphadora
Mama Issues
"MAMAAAAA," Rachel whined, pouting out her lower lip and crossing her arms over her chest. Cassie rubbed at her temples—a tantrum was coming on.
"Rachel, I told you no, now drop it." She said sternly. Why the little girl could never take no for an answer would forever be a mystery to her.
"But WHY NOT?!" Rachel stomped her foot.
"Because you have an attitude, Mama is busy with work, Mommy is AT work, and I said not right now. Maybe later on, okay?" Cass turned from her computer, where she was putting in student grades and writing up lesson plans, and looked at her four year old daughter. She already had an enormous headache and wasn't sure she had the patience to listen to a tantrum right now.
"THAT'S NOT FAIR,"
"Stop yelling," Cass said in a tone of warning. She was ignored.
"I WANT TO GO PLAY WITH SANTANA," Rachel complained. "She's my best friend!"
Cass tilted her head back and let out a breath, staring down at her daughter, who was getting on her last nerve. It wasn't that she said Rachel could never go play at Santana's house ever again, she just said not this particular minute of this particular day. The young girl was way too overdramatic for her own good.
"I know this, baby, but you can't right now, because Mama is busy. Maybe once Mama has this done, she can take you over to Santana's house, okay?" she tried to keep her own temper. Cassandra July was not the most patient of people, (and neither really was Shelby, which was probably where Rachel got HER impatience, but that was beside the point).
"But I don't WANT to wait till later! I want to play with her NOW!"
Cass refrained from letting out a frustrated growl. Rachel was never watching Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory EVER again; she didn't care how many times Shelby protested it was a classic. If Rachel was going to take a page out of Veruca Salt's book, she simply was not going to watch it.
"Rachel Barbra," Cassandra pronounced her name slowly. "Go to your room, now. You're done."
Rachel stomped her feet. "NO!"
Cassandra stood. "Rachel Barbra Corcoran, you know your mother and I don't tolerate this behavior. This is very wrong of you. You need to drop your attitude, go to your room and calm down. I'll take you to Santana's house later on."
"No, NOW!"
"RACHEL. GO." She would not put up with this. Her four year old would not tell her what to do. They had taught her better than this.
"UGH!" Rachel stomped her foot again as tears fell down her face. "NO! I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOU!" Rachel yelled, furious.
Cassandra froze in her tracks. What did her Rachel just say to her? Her heart just shattered but she kept her composure. "Yes, you do. Rachel, go to your room." She said calmly.
"NO! YOU'RE NOT MY MAMA!" Rachel cried and ran away from Cassandra.
For a minute, Cassandra didn't know how to breathe. She WAS Rachel's Mama. She had always been Rachel's Mama. True, she wasn't biologically. Shelby was Rachel's true biological mother, but Cassie was still Rachel's Mama…. Right? As her heart broke and she watched the only little girl she'd ever actually been able to stand storm away from her and yell that she wasn't her mom, Cassandra had to remind herself that Rachel was just upset. That she didn't mean it….did she?
She called Shelby while she let Rachel blow off her steam and throw a fit in the background.
Shelby answered on the second ring. "Hi, baby, is everything okay?"
"Rachel just told me I'm not her Mama." Cass couldn't help the tears stinging at the back of her eyes. It had been an insecurity of hers ever since Rachel had been born and she expected the young girl to figure it out someday, but hadn't expected it to be someday so soon, and over something so small.
"Oh, Cassie," Shelby said softly. "She's just upset over something. She'll get over it. You are her Mama. She loves you."
"But you're her mother."
"But we are her moms. She's not MY daughter, she's OUR daughter. I'm sorry I have to go now, but just trust me okay? We'll talk about this later?"
"Okay. I love you."
"I love you too, sweetheart. And so does Rachel."
Once she got off the phone with Shelby, Cass made her way out of her office and into the living room, finding a kicking and screaming Rachel on the floor, throwing a huge fit over nothing. She walked over to Rachel and picked her up, even though she was squirming and kicking and crying.
"Rachel," she tried calmly.
Rachel kicked harder against Cassie's stomach and Cass actually let out a laugh. "Sweetheart, have you seen my abs? You're not hurting me one bit. You're only exhausting yourself, now stop."
Rachel kicked slightly less hard.
"Do you want to see Santana at all today?" Cassandra threatened. Rachel stopped almost immediately and Cass felt bad for having to threaten her and restrict her from seeing her best friend, but if it would get her to stop… "Now. Whether you like it or not, I am your Mama. You DO have to listen to me. You DO have to do what I say. I don't do what I do to upset you, I do everything I do because I love you. Because I love you, I can't let you get away with this kind of behavior. If you want to see Santana you will go to your room until I take you over there and you will be good and you will be silent. Do you understand what I'm saying to you? Nod so I know that you understand."
Rachel nodded and wiped her tears. Cassie wiped up her tears for her.
"I love you very much, Rachel, and it hurt me when you said I wasn't your Mama."
"I'm sorry, Mama," she said softly.
"It's okay, baby," Cassie kissed the top of her head. "No more tantrums, okay?"
Rachel nodded. And Cassie said, "Go play in your room until I take you to Santana's, okay?"
"Okay," she did as she was told and Cassandra thought it was probably the best thing that had happened all day. Finally, Rachel was doing what she was told. Finally, she wasn't throwing a tantrum,
And maybe she really did think that Cassie really was her Mama. Hopefully.
