Dear readers,
Since it is the last day of the month and my next month will be crazy, I decided to post today since no clue when doing it again.
Hope you guys enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own DWP and its characters. I only own some, some of them already had been created, other one's might be in the near future of this fanfic. And I do not own any money with the fic...
18.
Priestly Townhouse
11:30
Andrea is with Michael in her arms. The little boy spent almost all the morning playing with the twins, the girls totally in love with him. The four of them watch some movies together, almost all of them about super heroes, since Caroline decided to find some of her old stuff at the loft.
"Mom will be really upset to know we are looking this."
At this, Andrea let her son run downstairs with Cassidy, who decided to go to play with Patricia.
"Why Caroline?"
"Mom doesn't want us going to the loft. She says a lot of emotional things are there. I believe it's because of my uncles."
"Uncles?"
"Yes. Mom doesn't talk too much about them and her sister."
"Why?"
"She says too much pain is involved."
Andrea is now wondering why this information never appeared at her time at Runway. She wonders if Nigel or even Emily knows about Miranda having siblings.
"Where are they now?"
"Uncle Aaron and aunt Ariel died, when they decided to came from London to visit us."
"Oh, I am sure it was really difficult to your mother. How old were you?"
"I think we were really small, maybe one or two years old. We do not remember them well. And then, after..."
As Caroline is going to continuous her eyes suddenly find the figure standing near the door. Miranda is there, looking totally hurt, her daughter just telling to Andrea, her Andrea, a part of her life that is truly painful and that still hurt as fresh.
"Mom."
Caroline's voice is small, regretting what they had done in the absence of her mother around. She stands up and run to her mother that only put her hand up.
"I'm sorry mom."
"Caroline, go to your room. You are allowed to come downstairs to lunch and after then, I do not want to see you around the house."
"Yes mother."
Andrea stands up too and walks in the direction of the woman that she loves, truly hurting because of her daughter's behavior and in some way, this is Andrea's fault. She wanted to know more about the woman she loves, she wants to know her as anyone else ever could.
"Miranda, I am sorry about your loss. And it is not Caroline's fault to share this. I asked her, I-I mean, I never knew you have siblings."
"It still doesn't make it right for her to share about them with you without my consent."
"Yes, I understand. I apologize but please, don't punish her because of what I had done."
"You are not the one telling it."
"But she only said it because I asked. I-I wanted to know more about you."
"If you wish, you should ask to me and not a small girl Andrea."
"I am truly sorry. I will take Michael and we'll go back to my apartment."
Miranda takes one step further in the room and stops near Andrea. Their breaths now can be felt on each other's face.
"And why should you go back? Until I am aware the friend of yours, named Doug, is not there yet."
"No, he isn't but I don't want to see you punishing your daughter because of me."
"I will talk to her. And you, you stay. As Michael."
And with this, Miranda left the room going to speak with her daughter.
Kitchen
13:30
Caroline is quietly eating her food. She and her mother spoke and she promised her mother that she will never do it again.
Cassidy is quiet, not wanting to say a thing. Michael is looking to everybody around, they look different and the little boy is not liking it at all.
"Mom."
Andrea, that until now was quiet, only looking carefully at Miranda, that is sitting in front of her, moves her body to look to her son.
"Yes Michael."
"Mom, is Mi-Miranda sad?"
Miranda looks from Andrea to the little boy sitting near her in the chair.
"Yes Michael, I am upset. But nothing about it that you need to be aware of."
Michael started to move a bit in the chair and Andrea knows her son too well. He wants to get out of the chair to the floor, some idea crossing his mind. She puts her fork at the plate and stands up. Miranda's eyes not leaving her one single moment, trying to understand what is happening between mother and son.
"Okay Michael, now what?"
Andrea takes her son in her arms and puts the little boy on the kitchen's floor. The boy runs to the other side and carefully give two pushes at Miranda's trousers, the woman now looking straight to his blue eyes, so equal to hers.
"Michael, my darling, you should not behave like that. It is not elegant for a man to push someone's trousers. But, what do you want, dear?"
"Up!"
Miranda looks to Andrea, that is smiling. She doesn't understand what the little boy wants and needs to be clarified about his feelings. Andrea's smile is even more brighter than ever, understanding her son attitude.
"He wants to sit at your lap Miranda."
Miranda is trying to leave the emotion far away, but is almost impossible since she can see how the little boy wants to comfort her.
"And why should he wants to do it, Andrea?"
"Because he likes you."
All four people in the kitchen look to Miranda, waiting to see how she will react to this.
Andrea is hoping she will take her son in her arms. The twins because they know how her mother is attached to the little boy. And Michael, because he really wants Miranda in his life.