Bliss | 18+

Chapter Seven <3

"There's nothing you should worry about, mother. Everything's fine.", I responded to my mom. She called me today for the first time after almost two months of me being away from home. We've never had a really steady relationship. Her owning a law firm made her not be home for most of the week, and when she was home she was in her office, working.

She was there for my birthdays, showering me with presents, for my plays when I used to act and all my dance performances, so she hasn't missed out on those. She mostly missed me growing up. Her trips to different parts of the country resulted in her not being home for months on end, leaving me with my grandparents.

They acted more like my parents than my mom and dad did. Their house was the place where I started walking, said my first words, brought my first A to, a place where all my accomplishments were hung up on the walls.

"Rosaline, I need you to send me your grades just for a checkup. If you stopped caring about school, I'll be forced to bring you back home.", she orders.

"I'll send them to Greta.", I roll my eyes and respond to her. Greta is my mother's assistant, she's been working with her since I was born. She's a woman in her mid-sixties and probably more annoying than my mother herself.

 Every time I would sneak out of the house, the guards would let me go but she would be the one to excitedly tell my mother that I've left the house after my curfew, causing her to either take my phone away or ground me for a week or two.

"I've almost forgotten, you'll be needed to come home in February.", my mother announces making me frown.

"Why?"

"It'll be 25 years since I've taken over the firm from your grandfather so I'll host a party. You'll be needed along with a partner, you could ask Marc to come with you, his parents are already invited so it'll be good for business to see that two families are on good terms if you know what I mean.", she explains and I roll my eyes once again with a groan.

Marc is my ex, we've dated from the end of freshman year until the end of sophomore year. I've actually been in love with him, but he cheated on me with some bimbo. Me being heartbroken is an understatement.

"Okay, mother. I'll think about it."

"Good, now goodbye, you know how to behave so there's nothing to talk to you about anymore.", she hangs up before I even get the chance to say goodbye back.

I get up from the chair I was sitting in and head towards the kitchen with a sigh. My thoughts were preoccupied with fear. Fear of seeing my mom once again, fear of old people that work with my mom judging my every move, fear of seeing Marc again, and fear of not being good enough for my mother.

My trail of thought was interrupted by Wade and Mia talking in the kitchen. They talked quite silently, so I needed to get closer to them to hear what they were talking about.

"Yeah, just the four of us, I have a guy that will give us a table close to the stage.", said Mia, not noticing me being behind them.

"What are we talking about?", I said making myself present.

"There's this concert that we planned to go to tonight, so we are just figuring out the details of it.", explained Wade, making me grin.

"I haven't been to a concert for so long! When are we leaving?", I excitedly replied. The last time I went to a concert was in freshman year with Mia, and it was probably the most fun I've ever had. The high energy, moving around, rowdy crowds, being able to scream without anyone judging you, I want all of it.

"It starts at eight, but we are leaving at eight-thirty.", shared Mia, making me squeal and run to my room as fast as I can, which earned a laugh from the two of them.