5. A mother's love
She was a great woman. All of her goals where accomplished; she was rich, pretty and had a beautiful family. How she loved her family… even if she never showed it. She wasn't around all the time but always tried to help; of course they never listened to her but she tried…
Pamela had always wanted to have the perfect family. She was almost there, if only her daughter Sam wasn't so rebel, so gothic, if only Sam wasn't like she used to be a few years ago. Why did Sam have to choose to be the exact same thing that Pamela did her age?
Yes, Pamela was once Goth, spunky, rebel and wild. How did she turn into a preppy bag of fun and happiness? Well, the same reason why she wanted Sam to change… to hide her pain and get over her heartbreak. She feared of Sam's wellbeing.
"The story will not repeat itself, never again." She always said to herself to calm herself down. A tear ran down her face as flashbacks of her past came to hunt her, again.
A few years ago, Pamela, or as she liked to be called, Pam, was at school and as usual… on detention. There she met a lovely young man, close to her age. He had untamable black hair and gorgeous baby blue eyes. He was the exact replica of Danny Fenton, except maybe two or three years older and he was Goth.
She went out with him for a few years; she loved him and became crazy about him but as time moved forward, so did he. One day he left, leaving his beloved Pam all alone with another problem growing… Sam.
She was devastated and looked for support on her best friend Jeremy who is currently her husband.
She walked to her living room, tears now running freely on her face. She was afraid of Sam's future, she didn't want her to go through all the horrors of life. That's why she hated Fenton and her Goth life style. That's why she always wanted her to follow her footsteps now. Happy, pretty and a preppy bag of happiness like Sam liked to call her.
Sam was her most precious treasure and she won't let anyone hurt her, not the same way that they had hurt her. She heard a knock on the door and Sam entered the room with a bored expression on her face, as usual.
"Sammykins, do you… want to go shopping? Or go to the beauty salon?" She asked hopefully.
"No. I was just here to tell you that I'm going out this afternoon." She said while looking at her mother wipe tears from her pale face. "Are you okay?"
"Yes dear, I'm fine. Who are you going out with?" She was hoping to hear another name but unfortunately Sam was going out with HIM.
"Uh… Danny. We're going to the movies." Sam shrugged and headed to the door but just when she reached for the door knob she heard a faint voice.
"Be careful sweetheart, please." Pamela begged with teary eyes.
Sam didn't know why, but she felt sorry for her mother. She walked to Pamela, gave her a hug and whispered to her ear "I will, I promise." Then she walked out of the room without turning back once.
"Uh Sam, why do you have to take after me?" She asked to no one in particular. "No, she will not make the same mistake, I-I trust her."
She sat on the sofa and cried. She cried until she couldn't take it anymore. She ran to her room and opened up a photo album revealing the face of the boy that stole her heart for all of these years.
"You! This is all your fault. She won't suffer, or find out about you, ever!" She screamed as she broke the picture where they where together and happy.
"The story will not repeat itself, never again." She cried as she always did. Sam was smarter than her, but still. Life was cruel and the future is unknown but a mother's love will last forever and even if she makes the same mistake, she'll accept her and help her in everything possible.