"Um, these are my friends, Mum," I gestured to them.
"They look a little too old for you to be hanging out with."
"Well, yeah, they're from America. Montana actually."
"Are you hanging out with tourists?" she asked warily.
"No. They're um," I looked at them for help.
"We're from St. Vladimir's Academy," Dimitri stated.
"No," 'Mum' mouthed. "It can't be."
"I'm sorry, but you've had her a year later than necessary."
"But I love her! I can't let her go and lose her life fighting evil! She's intelligent and has a great life ahead of her. You're corrupting her innocence!"
"Mary. Listen. It's her destiny. She has to go. She wants to."
"Do you. Really?" I nodded meekly and she shook her head, exasperated. "No. I want let you. I'm your mother and what I say goes." My fuse blew.
"You're not my mother!" I yelled. "You have no relation to me whatsoever! You kept this from me, but I want to go! It'll be more interesting than this boring life!"
"But you were going to be an architect." Her voice had lowered to a whisper.
"Not anymore. I'm going with them." I grabbed my suitcase which I'd used so few times and started tossing clothes, my phone, cd's, books, everything into it.
"I bought you that! You can't take it!"
"I can! I If you love me so much you'd let me take it." I zipped up the back and shrugged on my warmest jumper. I started descending, grabbing a fistful of notes from my money box and my coat from the hook. I was about to twist my keys in the door when she stopped me. I spun around. She looked so hopeless.
"Please, Amy. Please don't go."
"I have to Mum. I'm sorry. But we'll keep in contact, you know. You're the only one that gets a goodbye." I slipped on my shoes and she grabbed me. Her hug morphed into a grab around my waist. It was the strongest I'd ever seen her. Dimitri and Rose pried her off of me but she reached again.
"Please," Dimitri pleaded. "You have to let her go."
"No!" she screeched, her voice breaking. I could feel the tears dripping from my eyelashes.
"I'm sorry." Then Rose grabbed a shoe and smashed it over her head. Her face went blank and she collapsed into a heap on the floor.
"What did you do? You can't just leave her like that!" I exclaimed, shocked. I dragged her to the sofa and rested her there, tucking a cushion under her head. I planted a kiss on her forehead and hoped that Sam wouldn't discover her anytime soon. Then, I walked out the door, slamming it behind me. I set off, off to my new life.