Of Fire and Ice

I don't own anything from W.I.T.C.H but I do own this plot.

A/N: Ok I'm done with my As Told by Ginger story so now I can focus on my successful fics.

Chapter 18

Then something much worse shook me out of my happy bubble and that was a loud slam of a door opening. I can only guess who it was, my mind indicated it was my mom and she isn't going to be very happy with me. I hear the tale-tell stomps coming to the kitchen and I curl up in a ball waiting to be slapped. This isn't the mom I knew when I was younger she's gotten colder. I just sit there waiting for something to move or at least hurt me. I wait for what it seems for hours. I dare to open my eyes and see mom just staring at me as if she is stuck on ice or something. I begin to sit up and I notice tears begin to form in her eyes as she slowly walks over to me. When she gets close enough to reach me but far enough for me to breath, it seems like time had stopped. I don't know what to do about this but I know I have to do something.

"Mom I'm sorry I left… I'll go back home and go to my room without any trouble."

Suddenly mom hugs me and says, "No Taranee it's my turn to say I'm sorry. I know I've been hard on you and I just want you to know I'll always love you. I need to soften a little bit on my ways but that will take a long time Taranee."

I just nod and feel a small spark of hope. I just don't get excited that it's there because it can disappear just as easily. I still can't be truly happy after all this time I've only got by with half happy. I really don't know if I should believe mom, true she isn't one to give false hope but now I'm just really confused. Mom looks at me with a semi warm look. Diana walks in and says, "Sorry fer the trouble my sista has caused ya Mrs. Cook."

Mom didn't respond to Diana and that didn't set well with me. I turn to Diana and say, "Thanks buddy and tell Clarice I forgive her."

Mom just merely nods and says, "Come on Taranee let's leave."

As we walk in the living room and Clarice looks at me and my mom. She says, "I'm sorry to question you in your own home but I'm not sorry over what I said about Taranee. You think everything is black and white you're wrong Theresa. The sooner you're able to see how special Taranee is the better it will be for you, and you know if you don't learn from history you're doomed to repeat it."

My mom curtly says, "My daughter won't make the same mistake as me. I guess I can forgive you on invading my home and questioning me. I suppose it wouldn't hurt for my daughter to see you two days a week. Just be warned the next time you pull something like that I won't be as forgiving good day Clarice."

Clarice offers a semi friendly smile and says, "Understood Theresa and would you mind if my husband and I come over to catch up? There will be not counseling involved just remembering good old times."

Mom seems stuck as Clarice asks that. I am confused this time Clarice promises no questioning but mom isn't convinced.

Clarice adds, "It doesn't have to be right this minuet Theresa I was thinking maybe a weekend when we're not that busy."

Mom turns and says, "If you promise no mentioning of Taranee and no more questions about our parenting styles then yes I won't mind if you and your husband come over."

Clarice nods and says, "I promise should I be fired, tarred and feathered should I break this solemn promise."

I look at Clarice and for once it seems she has no scheme in mind. I do know she was once friends with mom because I saw them together in a year book dad showed us once.

Mom answers, "You may one weekend and you better keep your promise." We leave after that but something in my mind tells me Clarice isn't only bringing her husband. It's odd how mom acts but maybe there is still hope for us to heal. It's a long shot but at least there is something I can live with.

Once we get home dad hugs me and says, "Taranee where have you been my friend?"

I am shocked but I answer "To Ms. Diana Roseanna Parker's."

Dad laughs and asks, "How is she?"

I answer, "Fine."

Mom gives the Lionel please don't encourage her look. My dad of course ignores it and asks, "So are you coming back to stay or running away again?"

I answer, "I'm back to stay."

My brother walks out and says, "Geez Taranee you have to scare everyone to death don't you?"

I ask, "What do you mean Peter you all weren't worried were you?"

Peter sighs and says, "Gee Taranee, aren't you supposed to be the smart one?"

I shake my head and say, "I'm no different from anyone else, and all I do is read a lot. It's better than being trapped in confusion." I look at Peter and he looks at me in shock. I just go on upstairs, I feel like an alien really. The only person, that I don't seem so strange to, is my buddy Diana. It isn't far, is it so wrong to have knowledge of anything?

I guess it is I mean great scientist wasn't accepted in society all those years ago either. Even artist or visionaries are outcastes, I don't know if I'll ever find people who can really accept me other than, Dad, Diana and possibly Clarice. The only thing I really have is a home and I guess that's good enough for now. I fall into a light sleep while imaging a world where people accept one another. Suddenly I hear Peter talking to someone and knock on the door saying, "Taranee can dad and I come in?"

I sigh and go to open the door and AHH!

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