Chapter 10

Fiona's P.O.V

He gave me a quick kiss and made his way out the cab. He looked scared as he stood there looking at his mother in the doorway. I wanted nothing more than to help. The driver started to take off.

"Wait" I said. I paid him and walked out of the backseat. He drove off. For a moment I thought this was a bad idea, but I felt I couldn't leave Adam there to be "killed" by his mom especially since he was out with me. Adam turned and faced me with a surprised look on his eyes. He wasn't expecting me to be there. I walked over to him and took his hand to try and give him support. He still looked tense as I walked up to his mom.

"Hello Mrs. Torres. I am Fiona Coyne. It's so very nice to meet you" I said as I stuck my hand out to shake her hand. She didn't nothing but stare down at it and I proceeded to retrieve it as I saw it was no use.

"Please come in" she said as she gestured for me to go inside the house. I stepped in, still holding Adam's hand, to the living room. I looked and saw that Adam still had not relaxed so I gave his hand a squeeze. He looked at me and smiled a non reassuring smile.

"Adam" I heard his mom say from behind us. "Could you please go upstairs? I want to talk to Miss Coyne in private." I saw Adam's face turn to a vexation stare at his mother. I knew he didn't want to go but I wanted him to avoid as much problems as he could. I let go of his hand gave him a quick smile as he headed up. His eyes were still locked on his mother as he disappeared.

"Miss Coyne would you please follow me to my study." She said. She sounded more like a principal than an actual parent.

Her eyes were fixed on the upper right hand corner of the stairs. I looked up.

I saw Adam making a bad attempt in ease dropping in to the conversation and I assumed his mother didn't want him to hear. I gave her a quick yes and she let me deeper into the house. I looked up the stairs and gave a quick wink to Adam. He gave me a forced smile. She opened the door and turn on the lights. It felt cold in her office like if it was an operating room. She pointed at a sit in front of her desk and I took it. She walked behind the desk and sat on the opposite side across from me.

"I want to let you know it's my fault that Adam is late" I said breaking the silence.

"Exactly what where you late from Miss Coyne?"

"Please call me Fiona."

"Ok Fiona. What were you and my son doing out so late at night? Because according to an agreement that he and I had discussed yesterday night, he was suppose to return with you and have dinner here."

Adam hadn't told me about any dinner with his parents today. We spend all of the afternoon together and nothing. We spend most of the night together and still nothing. I was still wondering why he hadn't told me when his mom asked a question.

"He didn't tell you, did he?" she said smirking "well I should have expected that from him. He really thinks that I was up to no good when a propositioned the deal."

I wonder why? I thought. "Actually he did tell me" I lied. I didn't want her to get the upper hand. "I just simply thought it would be best to meet one another at a different time."

"Oh" she answered. I don't think she bought it.

"So instead you guys spend most of the night outside doing god…"

"We were on our second date, Mrs. Torres. We were not doing anything inappropriate. Just having dinner together and getting to know each other a little better"

"So you know about his condition"

"I know about his past." I said getting irritated that she thought Adam had a disease.

"And do you accept it?"

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I?"

She reached down to one of her cabinets and pulled out a folder.

"When Adam told me about you yesterday, I was a bit taking back. I knew very well that when the dinner suggestion came up, he wasn't going to go through with it. he doesn't wnt me to know anything about you, but the good thing about spending so much time at Degrassi is that you get to make friends with some of the people who work in the office." She said as she slammed a folder to the table. Was that my personal records from school? I thought to myself.

"Don't worry. It's only a copy of the original" she answered, knowing what I had been thinking. I was getting nervous.

"Let's see" she said as she opened it up "according to this, you see a therapist everyday. Is that correct?'

"Correct" This was beginning to feel more like a prison cell than an office.

"It's says here that you are a bit of a narcissist as well and have mostly selfish traits. Also, it doesn't help that I saw you acting in a suspicious manner that night for the Vegas pitch. That and kissing you brother doesn't seem to dilute the vanity of your actions." She said closing the folder "So let me ask you something Miss Coy…Fiona. Why the sudden interest in my son?"

I was angry. She knew exactly where to hit me. she had done her homework on my past. I couldn't help to be impressed a little, but the way she used it made me feel dead inside. why did I like Adam? According to her and society, I was suppose to end up with someone of my own "social standard" so why wasn't I? I felt my head get dizzy when a thought seemed to come out of no where.

"Even if I do answer, it's still going to be wrong according to you, isn't it? you are not out to get me quit seeing Adam. You're out to make Adam think that no girl likes him as a man so you can get Gracie back" I said in a strong tone

The smile washed from her face as I continued. "do you really believe that getting me to doubt my relationship with Adam by bringing up my past is going to work? I've been at my lowest and you're not going to get me to go down that road again by reading something from a school record. Let me ask you something Mrs. Torres. Why do want to torment Adam? Is it because he's not the son you wanted?"

She got up from her seat. "You listen to me, you little tramp. You are not going to come into my house and cri…"

"Oh so it's ok when you criticize other people, but I can't return the favor? Let me ask you something. Do you know what Adam's favorite color is?

"Black" she responded, confident of herself.

"Wrong. He likes red. Mostly because he projects red as a passionate color and because he's a passionate person. Do you know his favorite band? His favorite comic? His favorite song? His favorite activity? You know nothing of your son, Mrs. Torres. You just want to dominate someone who doesn't need anymore discipline. You want something that you know he will never be able to give you back. You need to stop pushing your son away and let him live his life. Gracie is dead and she's not coming back. You need to accept that once and for all and pushing me way from Adam isn't going to make it anymore real. You have great son in front of you, but you don't see that. You see something that has a "flaw" and that you need to repair it. The only thing you need to do is support your son, but you seem to be shitty at that as well."

"Get out of my office." She answered as her eyes burned with tears. I made my way towards the door knob and turned it. I stepped out and saw Adam had come down stairs and was sitting on the couch. He stood straight up as he saw me come out. he smiled and walked towards me.

"I let you know tomorrow at school ok?" I said before he could ask a question. He nodded and looked behind me. His mom stood there looking in our direction. She had a tissue in her hand and a stern look on her face. I looked back at Adam.

"I have to go." I told him.

He looked at me and said "I know. I got you a ride."

"Ok. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"You bet" he said smiling.

I put my hand behind his neck and pushed him closer to me. He was tense but then relaxed a bit as our lips touched on another. I gently backed away. He had a surprised look on his face.

I turned and looked towards his mother "That's his favorite activity" I said with a smile on my face. She stared at me with knifes in her eyes as I opened the front door. I heard it lock behind me. I looked and saw who was waiting for me.

"So how'd you like your new mother-in-law?" jokingly Eli responded as he stood there with the passenger side door open. I gave him a quick smile and said "She doesn't fight fair. The good news is neither do I". I got into morty. He closed the door and walked to the other side. He got in and started the engine. He put the car on drive and gave a quick u-turn to go back to the main street.

My eyes were just staring at Adam's house. I felt guilty for maybe causing more problems for him, but his mom had it coming. I just hope she doesn't do anything to hurtful to him. I had butterflies in my stomach as I thought on how tomorrow was going to go.

End of chapter 10