Russian Beauty

Chapter 11: Happy birthday.....

Idk if I should trigger warning for this or no but... incase...
⚠️  Intrusive thoughts, Mommy issues, Yelling and throwing of objects. ⚠️

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You paced back and forth for a while before you finally went to your desk, staring at your phone screen. You thumb hovering over the call button for a few moments before finally clicking it. The other side rang for a few moments as you held it to your ear before a feminine voice finally answered.

"Oh sweetheart! You finally call!"

The sentence itself was fine but her tone....  she wasn't happy and was gonna jump right into a guilt trip.you slowly sat down in your chair with a small groan to buckle up for the conversation.
"Yeah mom.... it's me. I called to wish you a happy birthday."

You were gonna try to keep this conversation as brief of possible but it wasn't likely. You could sense the eye roll form the other side.

"Of course. That's the only time you call. You must be so busy with those little enude shoots."
Your eye instantly widened at her words. Of course she saw them, she was probably more embarrassed about you.

You quickly cleared your throat and nodded into the phone.
"Y-yeah... I got a few deals... with clothes."

"Mhm. When are enough gonna marry someone nice and give up. It's one picture. Someone can have a hundred children and get one good one but doenst mean the next will be too."
Her words were iviously trying to attack you. Usually you'd be annoyed about her telking you to give up and get married but her disbelief in you hurt too much.

Why did this hurt so much more then usaul...

Was it because you had someone in your life you liked?
Or the fact that you were handed a chance and she didn't believe in you

"I have a shoot with a very popular model. Within the next week. It's gonna be good."
You quickly tired to prove yourself to her. Lev was an extremely popular and the fact that you even met him was a accomplishment. Sire you hadn't mad either yet but your were egonna do so good!

"Yeah.... you are a fad. You might die out and if you do stay a model what will you do when you grow old? Beauty doesn't stay forever."
Her words were cutting deeper the usaul, her relentless assaults of insults and questions had you stun.

"I-i go into movies  or.. or... something."
You scrambled for a answer to hopefully please her. You were already pacing around your room with anxiety again.

"You don't seem sure. You don't have a plan. What will you do if you are a fad?"

Why couldn't she just stop. You wanted to cry. Your head was spinning. Your throat started to clench and eyes well up. She couldn't know how close she was to breaking you.

"I'll figure it out! I signed with a bigger company! They wouldn't let that happen!"
In a desprate attempt to not cry you raised your voice, the argument really began then and she was already winning.

"Don't you dare! That doesn't mean anything! Promises mean nothing if you can't do it!"
Her voice began to rise with your. Now officially in the screaming match. Ever phone call was like this.

"I can! I'm good! I'm willing to do anything"

"Oh yeah even be a little slut and take those kind of photos and drag our NAME through the mud!"

You couldn't handal this anymore you hung up the phone quickly before throwing your phone across the room. The phone hit a wall with a loud thud and Crack. You didn't even worry about your phone right now. You quickly started grabbing more inject to throw.

Tear started to gradually run down your face. The sobs mixing with the sound of object clattering against walls and breaking.

What felt like second passed, but what really was the span of 15 minutes, before everything was broken and on the floor. You slowly sunk down into your chair with your hands, covering your face to try and hide your sobs.

Everyone heard. Everyone was angry at you. Everyone associated with you now was associated with a whore. Everyone was disgust by you. Everyone knew you-

You were quickly snapped out of your thoughts as lyrik slowly creaked the door open.
"Are you okay.... this is worse then usaul...."

You quickly sat up and wiped away the tears from your face and looked at them nodding.
"I will be.... at least for another year now."
You akwardly chuckled as you stood and started to clean your room up.

Lyrik slowly enters and started to help you turn your room back up. They spoke in a soft yet serious tone you only heard when they were really worried.
"I love you... you are doing great and will make it... now say that your self."

You looked over at Lyrik before nodding. You repeated what she said to you slolwy.
"I am doing great..... I will make it.... I can do this."
You took and deep breathe and reapeted it a few more times before making eye contact with Lyrik again.
"You are amazing... I need that."

They shone you a smile and nodded, their perky voice quickly coming back.
"Of course! You need at least one good female influence in your life."
You both laughed and went back to your room.