Here we go. This is where I start involving Sofia into the story.
ALMOST 12 YEARS LATER-SOFIA'S POV
My mothers have always been there for me. I never knew my father because he died when I was a baby, but I heard he was a great doctor. All of my parents are or were doctors. My Momma is a PEDS surgeon, my Mom is a Ortho surgeon and my Dad was a Plastics surgeon. I don't talk about my step-mother because she broke my parents up and she's always rude to me when I come to town. I currently live in Miami with my Mom. We moved here after she and Momma got a divorce and I fly to Seattle during Spring Break and the summer from school and she comes down for Christmas. Whenever Momma comes to Miami, Mom gets depressed and hides away in her room at night and she doesn't think I can hear her sobbing, but I can. While I was visiting Momma during Spring Break, my step-mother sat down next to me on the couch.
"Why are you here in Seattle?" She asked.
"I'm visiting my mother. Is that alright with you?" I asked in a snobbish tone. I really dislike this woman. I was 12 when they got married and I hated her then.
"Don't be a smart ass with me. You don't belong here anymore. And she's not your mother." She said.
"Oh yeah? Why don't you go break up another marriage and a family, like you did with my parents." I stand up and started walking away but I turned around and face her again.
"Oh and FYI, never say that she isn't my mother. She ten times better than you are and will ever be." And that's when Momma came home.
"What the hell is going on here?" She asked.
"She doesn't want me seeing you anymore." I said.
"What?"
"Arizona, who do you believe more? Your wife or your daughter?" Lauren asked and I glared at her.
"Really? You had to say that? God, you are stupid." I said.
"Sofia, go to your room and wait for me." I hang my head and walk away and shut my bedroom door while Lauren smiles. All I could hear from their argument was 'she's my daughter,' 'I never get to see her,' and 'get the hell out.' I am sitting on the bed just thinking when Momma came in and sat down next to me.
"What happened with you and Lauren?" She asked.
"I was watching TV when she came in and sat down and asked me why I'm here in Seattle."
"Then what happened?"
"I told her that I was visiting you, since I never get to see you unless it's on skype. Then she told me that I don't belong here. She also said that your not my mother." Momma puts a hand on my shoulder.
"Sof, I'm happy that you are here with me. And as for Lauren, she won't be living here anymore." She said.
"Are you two getting a divorce?" I asked.
"Yes." She said. I hug her.
"And Sofia, I will always be your mother." I nod in her neck.
"Come on. We've got to get you packed and tomorrow, you go back to Miami." She said with her voice cracking. I grab my suitcase and Momma and I start packing. We had Chinese food for dinner and watched a movie.
The next day, Momma and I went to the airport. The one thing I absolutely hate is saying good-bye to Momma. Since I was little, Momma and I always had this special bond that I didn't have with anybody else.
We are at the gate when my flight gets called.
"That's me." I give Momma a big hug and I feel the tears in my eyes.
"I love you Sofia."
"I love you too, Momma." I pull away and she kisses my forehead.
"Call me when you have arrived in Miami." I nod my head and board the plane. A few hours later, the plane lands in Miami and I get off and I see Mom standing there with a big smile on her face. I walk over to her and I give her a hug.
"I missed you, meija." She said.
"Me too, Mom." She takes my carry on from me and we head to the car.
"So, how's everyone in Seattle?"
"Good. Aunt April keeps asking when you are gonna visit."
"And your mother?"
"She and Lauren are getting divorced."
"Did she say why?"
"Yep." Mom looks at me at a red light.
"And?"
"And it's because of me."
"Wait, what?" I told her the argument that Lauren and I had the previous day and she was furious.
"Looks like I'm gonna have to talk to Momma about it." Speaking of Momma, I grab my cell phone from my bag and call her.
"Sofia! I've been waiting for 15 minutes for you to call!" She said and I had to pull the phone away from my ear before she could blow out an eardrum.
"Sorry Momma. Anyway, Mom and I are just pulling into the house now."
"Okay, at least you are safe. How about a skype chat later?" She asked.
"Totally. I'll see you later, Momma."
"Bye sweetie." I hang up the phone and I head inside. I unpack my suitcase and Mom comes in.
"Sof, what do you feel like for dinner? I'm not really in the mood to make something."
"Pizza." I said.
"I was thinking the same thing. Pepperoni?"
"Yep." She walks out and I grab my laptop and sign into skype. I check my Facebook and I see that I have a message from Zola. I check it and reply and Momma changed her relationship status from Married to Single, which of course, makes me smile. Mom comes back into the room and sits at the desk.
"Pizza should be here in 15. What are you doing?"
"Just checking Facebook." My computer goes off and I have a skype call coming in from Momma. I click the answer button.
"Hi Momma."
"Hi sweetie. How was the flight?"
"Not too bad. Although, this guy that I sat next to had really bad breath."
"Ugh. I feel bad for you."
"It's okay. I offered him a mint." Momma raised her eyebrow at me.
"Okay, maybe five." Momma smiles and I see Mom motioning me to hand over the computer.
"Momma, Mom wants to talk to you about what happened yesterday."
"Okay." I hand over the computer to Mom and I let them be and head downstairs to grab a soda. I walk back upstairs and I can hear my parents talking. I eavesdrop on their conversation.
"I miss you Cal." I heard Momma say. My heartbreaks and I hang my head and have tears in my eyes. I wish that my parents were together again or at least we lived closer to Momma so I could see her more often than on skype.
"Where's Sofia?"
"I think she's downstairs." I hear footsteps and I pretend I am walking up the stairs again.
"Sof, Momma wants to talk to you." I walk in my room and sit on the bed with the laptop in front of me. Momma can see the tears.
"Sofia? What's wrong?" I sniff and wipe a tear that escaped.
"I just hate living so far away from you, Momma." I said with my voice breaking.
"I know you do. I hate it too, but I get to see you again in a few months for the entire summer."
"I guess your not coming down for my birthday then?" I asked her.
"Aw honey. I wish I could, but I have to work." She said. I hear the doorbell ring.
"I have to go. Dinner is here. I'll talk to you later."
"Bye baby." I ended the call and close the laptop and wipe my eyes before I head downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and Mom grabs two plates.
"Mom, I'm not really hungry." She looks at me.
"Are you feeling alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, the jetlag is wearing off so I'm gonna get some sleep." I said and I walk upstairs and get into bed and just lay there. I hear the door opening and Mom comes in and sits on the edge of the bed.
"Sof, honey." I look at her.
"Mom, I'm tired."
"I know you are, but I want to know what's bugging you." She said. I sit up in bed.
"I hate living so far away from Momma." I said.
"I know you do. How would you feel like moving back to Seattle?" She asked me. Mom hasn't been back to Seattle since the day that Richard Webber was buried and that was almost 13 years ago.
"The both of us or just me?" I asked.
"The both of us silly."
"I'd love it. Are you gonna get your old job back at Grey Sloan Memorial?"
"I am." I hug her.
"Thank you Mom." She kisses my neck.
"You're welcome, honey."
The following month is my 15th birthday. It's just me and Mom this year. I decided that I didn't want a party and I just wanted to spend the day with Mom. I hear the doorbell ring and I answer it.
"Momma?"
"Happy Birthday, Sofia!" I hug her.
"What are you doing here? I thought you had to work?"
"Uncle Owen gave me the week off."
"Sofia? Who's here honey?" I head Mom call from the kitchen.
"Come see for yourself, Mom." She comes into the hallway and stops.
"Arizona." She whispers.
"Hi Callie." Momma said.