Ok so here is chapter 12, hope you enjoy :-) No Copyright Intended!

Chapter 12

Olivia's point of View

My daughter looked terrible as she walked to the table. She hadn't even noticed me as she pulled out a seat. She collapsed onto it and put her head on the table, moaning as she did. I cleared my throat to get her attention. Slowly she looked up.

"Morning?" She croaked.

"Afternoon." I corrected.

"It's only just turned 12?" She complained as she put her head back down.

"Aria we need to talk." I said in my best mom tone.

I heard her sigh as she once again looked up.

"About?" She replied.

I glared at her, not able to belief she didn't understand how worried I was.

"About last night." I stated what I assumed to be the obvious.

"Mom, relax not like I haven't been drunk before." She said.

"Excuse me?" I hissed.

"I was really worried, imagine getting a call from some stranger to say I need to come and collect my daughter!" I added.

She finally seemed to register I was worried.

"I'm sorry ok? I wasn't thinking when I left and I wasn't thinking when I pounded all the shots. I just needed to clear my head, forget all the shit that's happened recently." She explained.

"Besides I'm not used to having someone care when I come home. The Clarke's just left a key in the flowerpot for the nights I made it home." She added.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, the Clarke's didn't care what time their daughter came home at? After all the effort they went to, to kidnap her?

"Well I'm not a Clarke, I have seen enough young girls in situations similar to the one you were in last night. Your lucky you didn't end up like one of them." I lectured.

"Not to mention how worried I was. You should have asked could you go out before you took off and given how upset you were I would have preferred you talk to me instead of drinking your worries away." I continued.

"I'm sorry, I wont do it again. I should have come to you instead of shutting you out. It's just I can't get the image of Jared out of my head. I keep seeing him collapsing over and over again and I don't know what to do." Aria replied.

"It will get easier honey I promise. You just need to give it time, and maybe talk to someone? A professional maybe?" I suggested.

"A professional? Aren't they for crazy people?" She asked hesitantly.

"No they aren't for crazy people." I laughed.

"Have you ever been?" She questioned.

"Yes I have and it really helped." I told her.

"Why did you go?" She asked.

"Um how about we save that for another day?" I replied.

Aria nodded in response.

"So am I off the hook?" She smiled.

"Oh no not by a long shot. What you did is totally unacceptable. You wont be going out for a while, you're grounded." I told her.

A look of horror crossed her face as she stared at me.

"For real?" She asked in disbelief.

"For real." I confirmed.

She let out a loud sigh as she once again put her head on the table.

"Oh no you can't do that, take these, get dressed you can eat on the way." I instructed as I passed her two headache tablets and a bottle of water.

"Where are we going?" She complained as she swallowed the two tablets.

"I have to go to work for a while and seeing as I can't trust you to stay inside the building your coming with me." I told her.

"What about the whole Jared situation?" She mumbled.

"Taken care off, Amaro assures me it is. He won't tell me how but it is." I replied.

"So why are we going in?" She questioned.

"Because there is still the problem of Frank and Mary. They don't know their son is dead yet." I explained…

Until next time ;-)