Ok here's the next chapter. I know I haven't been up here in along time, but the reason for that is, I was busy with exams and FINALLY I'm out of school for good. That is till the next school year starts. Expect all of my fics to be up dated every two days. I know I've written at least three, but I planed on deleting Cloaked In Darkness, because I'm not really satisfied with the plot line of it. I'll probably re-write that later on, in the months to come.
As for this story I only have two more chapters to go and then its finished...sigh... It seemed only yesterday I was typing up the first page. Its written in the Amara's finale POV for this story. I hope you like it.
For a while we drove in silence, not even taking one glance or pausing to look at each other. It didn't bother me at first, until the silence of the car started to get to me. I hate silence, I wasn't used to it, and I had always been around places with noise. 'Why won't she say something', I thought while looking at my mother from out of the corner of my eye. Was she trying to torture me in silence or something? Looking at her face I could see she wore a vague expression on it, while she paid close attention to the road.
Was she trying to avoid from saying any thing to me or something? She hadn't even attempted to say a word since we left the house, so chances were her anger was now arising. At the thought of that I wanted to be anywhere but in this car with her right now. Why hadn't any of the others called me or at least told me earlier that they would be to busy to their on lives to walk with me to school. Michelle could have had her mother to pick me up while she was on her way to practice, or Elena could have taken one second to stop explaining stuff to that guy of hers to come get me.
But thinking of that, I knew it would have probably never crossed either of their minds to do so. So it was pointless to blame this on any one, so I decided that what ever my mother had in store for me I wouldn't be that concerned about it.........at least I didn't think I would any way. I glanced at her again after looking out the window of the busy Friday morning street. She still had that same vague look on her face. 'I wonder what she's thinking?' I thought to myself. My mom had really been acting weird; she was never like this, what was wrong with her.
Was she drunk or did she hit her head on something? I could only wonder what happened to her yesterday, my Grand pa could have brain washed her while I was up stairs watching the motor-cross after dinner. I knew that was imposable, but right now it seemed like the most logical explanation that made sense right now. "You probably think I've lost it right now, don't you Amara?" I heard my mother say. 'Well I wont deny that', I thought drawing my attention back to the window again. "Well," I heard my mother say once more. I turned around from the window and looked at her. "Not...exactly," I replied.
The car suddenly eased to a slight stop in front of a red light. My mother turned and looked at me strait in the eye. "Amara don't you know you can't pull a fast one on me by now? I know you better than that," she remarked. I paused for a second then decided to just come right out and say what was on my mind. "Mom are you feeling ok?" I asked with concern in my voice. She smiled at me warmly. "Why of course dear I'm fine. What would make you ask such a question?" she said laughing a little bit, while putting on her turning signal and making a turn to the left. "Lets just say its because your acting a little weird," I mumbled hoping she didn't hear me.
"That's all in your mind dear." "May be not." My mother laughed at what I said, but I didn't I was serious about this one. "But seriously dear, do you think I'm a good mother?" my mom asked changing the subject. I wasn't paying any attention to her right at the moment; my mind was somewhere else right now. I was thinking about what I was going to do once I was at school, first thing get red for leaving me behind this morning. "Amara are you listening to me?" "What?" I said knocking my thoughts off of school. My mother sighed in despair. "Sometimes I think you cut your hair just to get back at me." "No I didn't," I retorted. "Then why didn't you leave it alone?" "Mom it was in the way."
She sighed once more as she drove into the school's car rider area. "I just want you to experience what I did when I was your age," she said not sticking to the subject. "What?" I asked speechlessly. My mother tensed the grip on the steering wheel. "What I'm trying to say Amara is I'm........... Sorry. I shouldn't have tired to turn into something your not. Probably by now you wouldn't have grown so angry with me from time and time again. I blame myself for that and I've said some pretty mean things to you that mother's should never say to their children. Even if they don't meet up to their expectations of being the right child." 'Has she been smoking?' I thought hearing every word she was saying. "I just wanted you to be happy."
"Mom are you.......... Before I could finish my sentence my mom embraced me warmly and I could tell she was crying while holding onto me tightly. "I love you and don't you ever forget that. No matter what I always will." At that moment I was trying my hardest not to get all -emotional like she was right now. I was still in shock about her sudden flight of motherly emotions, in fact she was still crying on my shoulder as the school bell rang for first period to start. At the bell's last sound off, she let me go then looked into my eyes. Unshed tears were still in them, while she smiled at me. "I don't want you to change, so no matter what you do, I'll always love you," she said. I looked up at her and opened the door to the car, then unbuckled my seat belt. Before reaching for my books I gave her one last hug. "I love you mom," I told her then got out of the car.
So how did you like it? It really made me think about my mom and me once I finished it. Please write a review and remember my email address is sailorujv17@hotmail.com. Expect last chapter to be posted really soon.
As for this story I only have two more chapters to go and then its finished...sigh... It seemed only yesterday I was typing up the first page. Its written in the Amara's finale POV for this story. I hope you like it.
For a while we drove in silence, not even taking one glance or pausing to look at each other. It didn't bother me at first, until the silence of the car started to get to me. I hate silence, I wasn't used to it, and I had always been around places with noise. 'Why won't she say something', I thought while looking at my mother from out of the corner of my eye. Was she trying to torture me in silence or something? Looking at her face I could see she wore a vague expression on it, while she paid close attention to the road.
Was she trying to avoid from saying any thing to me or something? She hadn't even attempted to say a word since we left the house, so chances were her anger was now arising. At the thought of that I wanted to be anywhere but in this car with her right now. Why hadn't any of the others called me or at least told me earlier that they would be to busy to their on lives to walk with me to school. Michelle could have had her mother to pick me up while she was on her way to practice, or Elena could have taken one second to stop explaining stuff to that guy of hers to come get me.
But thinking of that, I knew it would have probably never crossed either of their minds to do so. So it was pointless to blame this on any one, so I decided that what ever my mother had in store for me I wouldn't be that concerned about it.........at least I didn't think I would any way. I glanced at her again after looking out the window of the busy Friday morning street. She still had that same vague look on her face. 'I wonder what she's thinking?' I thought to myself. My mom had really been acting weird; she was never like this, what was wrong with her.
Was she drunk or did she hit her head on something? I could only wonder what happened to her yesterday, my Grand pa could have brain washed her while I was up stairs watching the motor-cross after dinner. I knew that was imposable, but right now it seemed like the most logical explanation that made sense right now. "You probably think I've lost it right now, don't you Amara?" I heard my mother say. 'Well I wont deny that', I thought drawing my attention back to the window again. "Well," I heard my mother say once more. I turned around from the window and looked at her. "Not...exactly," I replied.
The car suddenly eased to a slight stop in front of a red light. My mother turned and looked at me strait in the eye. "Amara don't you know you can't pull a fast one on me by now? I know you better than that," she remarked. I paused for a second then decided to just come right out and say what was on my mind. "Mom are you feeling ok?" I asked with concern in my voice. She smiled at me warmly. "Why of course dear I'm fine. What would make you ask such a question?" she said laughing a little bit, while putting on her turning signal and making a turn to the left. "Lets just say its because your acting a little weird," I mumbled hoping she didn't hear me.
"That's all in your mind dear." "May be not." My mother laughed at what I said, but I didn't I was serious about this one. "But seriously dear, do you think I'm a good mother?" my mom asked changing the subject. I wasn't paying any attention to her right at the moment; my mind was somewhere else right now. I was thinking about what I was going to do once I was at school, first thing get red for leaving me behind this morning. "Amara are you listening to me?" "What?" I said knocking my thoughts off of school. My mother sighed in despair. "Sometimes I think you cut your hair just to get back at me." "No I didn't," I retorted. "Then why didn't you leave it alone?" "Mom it was in the way."
She sighed once more as she drove into the school's car rider area. "I just want you to experience what I did when I was your age," she said not sticking to the subject. "What?" I asked speechlessly. My mother tensed the grip on the steering wheel. "What I'm trying to say Amara is I'm........... Sorry. I shouldn't have tired to turn into something your not. Probably by now you wouldn't have grown so angry with me from time and time again. I blame myself for that and I've said some pretty mean things to you that mother's should never say to their children. Even if they don't meet up to their expectations of being the right child." 'Has she been smoking?' I thought hearing every word she was saying. "I just wanted you to be happy."
"Mom are you.......... Before I could finish my sentence my mom embraced me warmly and I could tell she was crying while holding onto me tightly. "I love you and don't you ever forget that. No matter what I always will." At that moment I was trying my hardest not to get all -emotional like she was right now. I was still in shock about her sudden flight of motherly emotions, in fact she was still crying on my shoulder as the school bell rang for first period to start. At the bell's last sound off, she let me go then looked into my eyes. Unshed tears were still in them, while she smiled at me. "I don't want you to change, so no matter what you do, I'll always love you," she said. I looked up at her and opened the door to the car, then unbuckled my seat belt. Before reaching for my books I gave her one last hug. "I love you mom," I told her then got out of the car.
So how did you like it? It really made me think about my mom and me once I finished it. Please write a review and remember my email address is sailorujv17@hotmail.com. Expect last chapter to be posted really soon.