Mia and I stopped in front of my house and I looked down.
"So what's with your parents?"
"They yell all the time." I responded softly
"Well, so nothing will happen, I'm walking you inside."
"Ok. Thank you Mia."
"You're welcome and remember I love you so I want to take care of you."
Mia and I hugged before we both left the limo. We walked inside together and my parents were home.
"Clare welcome home."
"Thanks mom."
"Hi I'm-"
"Mia Jones" my dad stated as he jumped up
"I didn't know I was so famous" Mia giggled
"I didn't either." I said
"Welcome to our house and how do you know our daughter?"
"Well Clare-bear here and I have known each other for quite some time now, she's so adorable I just love her to death she's like a little sister."
"I love you too Mia." I stated happily
"Oh wow well I'm glad Clare has you as a friend we love Clare too don't we?" my dad responded
I rolled my eyes and tried my best not to laugh.
"So Clare how did you get so much stuff?" My mom asked curiously.
"Well I decided to take her out shopping with me it's nothing big."
"Clare doesn't deserve it." my dad snarled, now showing his true colors.
"Yes she does I missed her so much and I want to spoil her." Mia snapped back almost angrily
"Well I'm glad you want to take care of my daughter when she's not with us, but she doesn't deserve more than what she has." My dad said back to Mia
"Well since I bought her the gifts she's keeping them." Mia stated, crossing her arms across her chest, she was clearly going to win this battle. But I didn't want it to get too far, so I cut in.
"Come on Mia let's go to my room." I said
Mia followed me up to my room after glaring at my parents. When we got into my room I shut the door as Mia sat on my bed.
"I can't believe your parents treat you like that I wouldn't dare treat Izzy like that I do everything for her."
"I know and she's so lucky to have you as a mother. How is Izzy?" I ask taking a seat next to Mia on my bed.
"She's doing good she loves London, she should be in ballet right now with my mom."
"That's wonderful." I smile softly
"I'll take you to London this summer if you want as an escape from this retched place if you want."
"I'd love that." I chimed.
Unable to drown out my wretched thoughts I went into my bathroom leaving Mia in my room by herself. I looked though my bathroom and found a knife my dad had given me hidden in a drawer I dug it out and began to cut myself three times just to make sure the pain lasted each one deeper than the other, I put my arm under warm water not only to stop the bleeding, but also to make it hurt more. I flushed the toilet so Mia wouldn't think something was up, dried my arm and my hands, then walked out into my room.
Mia was still sitting on my bed when I got out of the bathroom. I walked over to her.
"Are you ok Clare?" She questioned, concern obviously in her voice
"I hate it here" I muttered honestly.
Mia stood up and pulled me into a hug. I sobbed into her chest.
"I'd adopt you if I knew your parents would sign over custody to a twenty year old with a seven year old daughter."
I nodded in her chest as I sobbed.
"I'm going to stay the night with you and I'll drive you to school tomorrow." Mia pulled away from me and I smiled faintly, nodding my head
"Thank you Mia."
"It's no problem Clare. I love you as if you were my own and I'd do anything to take care of you."
"I love you too."
"Kids dinner." My mom called
Mia and I walked down stairs for dinner and sat next to each other of course.
"So Mia how long have you been modeling?" My dad asked
"About four years now."
"That's some achievement."
"Yea I'm only here for a few months and wanted to see Clare. I'm coming back on the last two weeks in May and I'm going to take Clare to London with me during the summer. I'll return her in time for school." Mia stated
"I don't think that's necessary she'll be too much trouble." My dad said as he took a sip of his water I wanted to reach over and punch him in the face, and cream at him telling him that I'm only trouble when he tries to start something with me. But I keep my mouth shut and continue eating.
"No she won't she'll be able to hang out with my daughter Izzy and my mom or she could even watch me work. There's so much for a teenager to do in London."
"I'll think she'll stay" my dad argued
"You can argue with me, but I guarantee you won't win I can be very persuasive."
"Fine take the brat." My dad said through his teeth in defeat
"She's not a brat and I will. I'll take custody if you don't want her any more as well."
"That won't be necessary."
Mia didn't put up a fight with that, probably because she wouldn't like someone taking Izzy from her.
After dinner, Mia got a bag from the limo parked out front of my house, told the driver to come back at 6:45am, and we went back to my room.
"Is the tension between you and your parents always like that?" Mia asked as she changed into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
"Yea just about. They don't really care." I responded, shrugging my shoulders
Mia hugged me again. I didn't cry this time I just embraced her.
"I'm going to change into my pajamas." I said
I walked into the bathroom and put on my pajamas and went back out to my room. Mia was in her pajamas holding a bucket of pop corn with M&M's mixed in.
"I had your mom make the pop corn and I bought the M&M's with me just like old times."
I smiled at Mia thinking back to how we used to stay at her place when Izzy was visiting her dad Lucas on the weekends. We'd stay up half the night watching movies while eating pop corn mixed with M&M's I'd fall asleep in her arms and I enjoyed the love that came off her. I could tell she loves me so much in just one hug.
"What one?" Mia asked holding up a stack of DVD's
"Surprise me." I stated
Mia picked out a movie called "The Step Mother". We stayed up until ten pm and I fell asleep wrapped in her arms as her love over flowed my body. That's the thing with Mia we have more of a mother daughter relationship rather than an older sister younger sister one it's always been that way with us.
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