A/N: So yeah. I finally uploaded chap six. Well, the original one anyway. Hahah Anyway, thanks to thehost1212, GirRobo1234, sapphirenight12 and Ana for reviewing! Damn. Kept mispelling the word review. That's all. Please review. Haha sorry just tired and everything tonight. i just took periodic exams today and i'm fretting over how good i did... ~ sigh ~ Enjoy! I hope.

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Confession time.

After my date with Ian last night and went home, I found my mother sitting in the sofa of our living room looking worried and extremely tired.

She jumped out of the sofa asked straightaway," Wanda, where have you been? Didn't you know that I was worried? I came home and found out that the house was empty and my daughter is missing! I have no idea where on earth you went! If you have been kidnapped or –"

By this time, I had already rush towards my mom and gave her a fierce hug while mumbling, "I am so so sorry mom! It's just that I thought you would still be in your meeting and I thought I wouldn't need to bother you so I didn't tell you that I have to go somewhere important tonight."

My mother narrowed her eyes at me. "So important that you thought that you didn't need to tell me? Wanda, just tell me where you've been."

I sighed and went to sit down in the sofa. "Fine. But please don't be shocked and promise to hear me out first before saying something."

I looked at her and she stiffly nodded her head in promise.

I took a deep breath and said, "Mother, I.. you see, it all started on the first day of classes. I met a.. certain someone who had become really important to me now. His name is Ian O'Shea. And he is also my allegedly boyfriend right now."

I paused and looked at my mom whose expression was really hard to decipher.

"I should've told you from the start but I was really afraid of what your reaction would be. But now I've decided otherwise. I'm really sorry mom. I didn't mean to disappoint you."

I looked at the floor and pressed my hands to me lap.

I heard a sigh from mom and heard her footsteps until she reached me. She took a sit and placed an arm around my shoulder.

"I'm not disappointed honey. I'm just… scared for you that's all. I mean who knows what this guy's real intentions for you are. Or maybe you're just mistaking mere infatuation for love. God knows how that happens often."

I know what she's saying. Because that's what she and my dad did. They mistook infatuation for love. Although it wasn't. And look where they ended up.

"Mom I know. But I'm a big girl now. I can take care of myself."

"You might be a big girl now technically but you'll always be my little baby." And she hugged me. I hugged her back.

"Mom thanks for understanding."

"Just promise me he won't make you cry."

"Tears of happiness don't count right?" I asked as I remembered something not too long ago. About Ian indirectly making me cry because of family matters.

Mom laughed as she hugged me again. "Of course they count. But only as scores for being a good boyfriend."

"Good. Well, I'm tired. I'm going to sleep now mom and you should too. Good night mom. I love you."

"I love you too sweetie. Oh and sweetheart? You're going to Monrado. Your father managed to buy a house there and from now on you'll be visiting them for the whole of weekend. Timothy would come for you tomorrow morning after you Christmas party, okay? "

Oh. So I'll be going back and forth from mom and dad. Great. Just when I thought that I could have a normal life and all. Not that my life was normal to begin with. I am after all a result of a divided family.

Anyway I just said, "Oh okay mom."

And I went to my bedroom feeling like I couldn't care less about any of the stuff that mom told me about.

And for the first time since Ian and I shared our first kiss, I was able to go to sleep without fearing that my mother would chop me in bits if ever she ever heard of something like this. Better, I was more than happy to know that my mother understood me. And that she will always be there for me no matter what decisions I'll make. And that's a very comforting thought.

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I woke up with a bloodcurdling shriek. I forgot to wrap my gift! And it was Christmas party tonight too. Oh, the horror!

So I quickly wrapped the gift (a shirt) and headed downstairs for breakfast.

After eating cereals, I took a bath and dressed up for the party.

There wasn't much event that happened. At the party I mean.

Okay, maybe the fact that Mrs. Pirette got angry because I threw my juice accidentally all over her dress is considered as an event but still. I was thinking about my vacation in Monrado. Okay, weekend but still…

Monrado.

That's the place where I was born and had my childhood days. I both loved and hated it. I never thought that I would have to go back to that wretched place once again but now… I'm going back.

I can't believe it.

"So what are you doing this afternoon?" Ian was asking me. The party had ended and without me noticing it, we were nearing the front gate.

"Um… I'm going to Monrado with my dad and Michelle."

He looked at me with eyebrows raised.

"He got a new house and stuff. And now I'm supposed to go over there every weekend."

Hmm. Why has dad taken so long to buy one anyway?

"Wow. Bonding time with your dad. And Michelle."

"Tell me about it." I said frowning.

"Something tells me that you're not looking forward for a bonding session."

"Yeah. It's just that – "

I was cut off rudely by this car honking its way towards us.

And that's when I recognized who the driver was.

It was my dad!

"Hello Wanda." He greeted me cheerfully as he pulled his car to a stop.

"Hi dad." I looked at Ian and I thought that I better start making the introductions. "This is Ian dad. He's my boyfriend. And Ian this is my dad, Timothy."

My dad's smile grew wider. Wow. Never thought that he would actually liked seeing her daughter get a boyfriend.

"Call me Tim." I snorted. My dad looked kind of defensive. "Hey. Anyway it was nice seeing you Ian but I'm afraid we have to go now. Long way to Monrado I'm afraid."

That's exactly why my mother wanted this place. Because then my father would get tired with the transportation stuff. My mother told me secretly that she planned all this out for a little payback time with my father.

"You're not going to see mom?" I asked curtly.

"I called her awhile ago." Was my dad's alibi.

I frowned and looked at Ian. With my father there we won't exactly have a moment to, shall I say, liplock. So I just settled for his cheek instead. "Bye Ian. See you on Monday."

"Take care Wanda. I'll be waiting." He said as he waved at me.

I hopped in the car; my dad smiled at Ian for the last time and started the engine.

"So what did your mother say when she heard about your paramour? She does know about it right?"

"Dad! Of course she knows!"

Well last night anyway. But she was bound to know sometime soon.

"Say goodbye to Bauhaus Wanda." Dad said when the Thank you for coming to Bauhaus sign flashed past us.

(A/N: Bauhaus – Wanda's city. I finally thought a name for it!! Okay maybe not and I got it off from a font site but still… )

I glared at him before saying, "It's only for the weekend dad."

"It would be so much better for you to be there with us. I mean if it's okay – "

I cut him off with an almighty, "No dad. Mom got custody of me and no custody or not I want to be with her. At least you have Michelle. Mom's got no one but me."

Dad cleared his throat and mumbled, "Well speaking of which um.. Wanda, Michelle's pregnant. We're going to have a baby."

When he said that I felt.. Well, there are too many emotions but I guess I was feeling happy for him and Michelle. Angry because I still don't get why he suddenly got a divorce with her. Sad because I won't get all the attention and scared for… mom. I'm not sure how my mom would feel about this.

"Oh. That's… great. That's great!" I murmured with more enthusiasm.

"I'm pleased to know honey. " he looked kind of relived that I didn't throw a tantrum.

I sure put up a tantrum when he told me about the other woman of his life and the upcoming divorce. It wasn't really fun for him because I slapped him at that time. Not purposefully of course. And I was also hugely affected by my emotions.

"How many months is she pregnant?" I asked randomly.

"Two months Wanda."

Woah. Then Michelle's tummy's not flat anymore! Well duh. Oh. So that's one of the reasons why dad bought a house. And then suddenly I had to turn around and lean my head against the window, closing my eyes because If I wouldn't then I just know that the tears would start rolling like crazy. I don't know if I'm crying silently because of happiness or misery though.

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I woke up with Michelle's head poking out of the window and calling my name softly.

She's a brunette and she has these huge brown eyes that is really sincere. Like, you could tell whether she's lying or not just by looking at her eyes. Or you'll know what she's thinking just by looking up at those irises.

And she's really pretty and slim.

Well if you exclude her stomach that is.

God, it's been a while. I kinda missed her too. I got close to her when my dad introduced me to her. When I'm finished with my tantrum and stuff and when I matured too. Well, slightly. It's just like she's an older sister to me.

Yeah. An older sister who made your father fall in love with her.

Nice.

Not that it's her fault. She can't help falling in love with my dad and my dad can't help it too.

She's only thirty-one. Only a bit of an age difference but still. I'm kinda grossed out when I think about it more and more that she went for my dad whose in his forties now.

Anyway there she was calling me and when I opened my eyes to tell whoever it was who was keeping me from my dreams of Ian to hut up, she just hugged me fiercely and said, "Long time no see Wanda. How re you? Jesus, you've grown so much! And your hair's beautiful and stuff now. Not that it wasn't when I last saw you but it's better now. Hell it's gorgeous. You're gorgeous! And you're practically blooming."

Yup. She's talkative. She's gotta be more talkative now that she's a hormonal pregnant woman.

Ooh a more talkative and hormonal pregnant Michelle.

Somehow I can't see it.

I hugged the madwoman and said, "I heard the news. Congrats!"

She looked at me affectionately and said, "Thanks. I'm so happy that you took the news well. Anyway, your father's already took your bags to your room. Can you believe It though? A new house? Oh I can't thank Tim enough! Yesterday we decorated the baby's room and it brought tears to my eyes."

"You didn't wait for me so I can decorate it too?" I asked her feigning shock.

"Oh dear. I forgot honey. I'm so sorry. Maybe I'm getting a tad old. Yesterday I forgot where I put my glasses when it has been in head all along!"

I cracked a grin. "Just kidding."

She sighed in relief and playfully whacked me in the arm. "You coming inside? It's almost time for dinner anyway. I cooked something special. Not shrimps though. I know you're allergic to them."

Shrimps.

I smiled wistfully and fingered the delicate snowflake bracelet as I remembered last night.

I didn't really think for one minute that Ian would give me something as beautiful as the one I'm wearing now.

"Wanda Olliver? You there? Or are you currently taking a trip on Mars?"

I shook my head and answered to her previous question, "Um.. I think I'm going to take a walk. I missed this city. It was home to me for a few years."

"Okay. But be back before seven okay? It gets really dark afterward you see. Must be global warming and other environmental problems." She muttered as she climbed the stairs to the front porch.

I turned away from her and walked away.

Okay, so they got a new house. But they stayed in the same village as two years ago.

I still remember the park and the benches surrounding it. The children playing blissfully. The parents relaxing with their family.

I sighed as I remembered when I was a little child too. We had been so happy then…

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Wanda Olliver." Drawled a voice behind me.

I slowly turned around and saw –

"Burns?"

a/n: hA yeah SORRY FOR THE oops caps lock... sorry for the short shortie chapter.

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