Her.

Forty Six.

Faye looked down at her grave, placing some flowers next to the dead ones, she touched the imprint of her mothers name, she felt bad she hadn't come since her burial but pushed past it. Haley wasn't even a good mother and wherever the fuck she was resting, she better feel lucky to even have Faye visit it. Anger roared in her as she kicked the tombstone, gritting her teeth, "Ya happy you miserable cunt? I came! Stop fucking appearing to me, now." She sighs sitting down in front of her feeling miserable staring at her name and then at her tattoo, rolling her eyes. "God, this is pathetic." She picks up a dead rose pulling it apart slowly, falling on the ground.

Faye suddenly remembers how Haley had taken them to the pool and how happy Faye was coming home; non stop talking the whole way, her anger suddenly dying down as Haley kisses her and tells her to be safe before she ran away, how she met friends that played with her all day until the pool closed. Faye gave a half smile, setting down the rose looking at the grass, feeling regret for her cursing. It was probably the first ever good day they had until...Harry.

Faye's eyes went wide, remembering how Haley ran her a hot bath saying, Faye sitting in it playing with her Ariel doll making it talk and swim, before her Harry appeared...Faye told him how mom would be back and how it wasn't right but he assured her that nothing bad would happen. Her mind feeling his body trace the soap all over her body as Faye looked in fear squeezing her doll, as he went every part of her body staring with desire; she was only six. Faye darts her eyes at the tombstone the vivid flashback of how she stayed up all night thinking about the bath, 'A Loving Mother' Faye reads sending rage in her body letting out a angry scream digging her hands into the ground, ripping the grass apart, scooping dirt in her hands throwing it every where; just knowing she was so young and how she was never looked at as a daughter but more of an object made her no have remorse. She continues to scream digging the hold deeper and deeper, those images swirling around her by the second until she finally broke down crying , the upper part of her body in a hole. "Oh God!' She screams sobbing as she backs out the hole and holds her tombstone. All she ever wanted was a mothers love; the feeling of protection, joy, sadness, angers- everything!

"I've cried enough for you, Haley." Faye says getting up ready to walk away before she gets the sudden feeling too pee before she looks back at the damaged ground.

~

Juniper sits beside London who looked sad, "Whats bugging you?"

"Nothing....nothing..." London gives a fake smile but Juniper shoots a look. "Really, it's nothing. I'm just overwhelmed with my mom at home."

"Talk to me, L. Whats the point of being your partner if we can't communicate on our issues."

"Um...the last girl I was with...my mom tried to sleep with them." London said Junipers eyebrows raises. "So, I've been giving her the cold shoulder ever since and I hate it because we're over but...just the fact that it happened, you know?"

"Wow, I didn't think of Raven to that type."

"She said she felt lonely since my dads death-"

"Still not a valid reason, even with the age gap." Juniper says pulling her close. "I think maybe you should speak to her..."

"I slapped her."

Junipers eyes went wide, "If I were to do that to my Spanish parents I would've been buried alive." She says. "I mean obviously there's stuff to talk about on both ends, but I'm sure even before that you guys were close, right? It wouldn't hurt to talk about it, even if you guys argue...you know where you two stand."

London sighs, "Yeah you're right, I dunno just the betrayal makes me angry and I try not to let it get to me but..." She shakes her head, Juniper planting a kiss on her cheek. "I'm sorry."