" Will I ever be free? "" Have I crossed the line? "
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Now,
Two days passed since I asked Mr. Ethan for help with my problem.
Well not aksed but maybe..
Threatened.
"Have you ever been on a trip before?" I asked him as I fixedly stared at the pencil that he was playing with between his fingers.
We were quietly sitting alone in the classroom, about to start conspiring on how to find Mikhail. But I was more distracted with the whole trip thing that I forgot about us having to make a plan.
He raised his brow with confusion, as he tried to play along with me, "Yes, I have." he uttered.
I looked up at his dark brown eyes and felt pitiful by his answer. "I have never been on a trip before." I rested my chin on my palm.
"Why?" he questioned.
"My mother, she doesn't let me."
"But you're almost eighteen! She still overly makes sure of your safety?!" he questioned with disbelief.
I squeezed my eyes shut as I rested my head back on the chair, cold breeze slowly kicking in from the window. "It doesn't matter what age I am." I sighed. "All what matters to her is to keep her daughter safe from the outside world."
He took off his eyeglasses as he rubbed both eyes. "What's all of that about?"
"School has announced a camping trip next week." I uttered, frustratingly. "And I'm pretty sure she won't let me go."
I found him nodding to my words with a sigh. "Why don't you try to convince her?"
I broke up a hopeless laugh at his useless suggestion as I looked at him with a squinting face. "I can't" I ironically showed a grin. "She's too protective and stubborn." My face went sorrowful as I gazed out the window. "I've never been able to do things normal teenagers are able to do." I said as Ethan focused his gaze on me. "I've never gone to concerts, never gone to school parties, never gone to clubs, never tried drinking, never went to a normal date and I've never gone shopping without my parents. I've never done any of that, except when he came to my life. Without him, I wouldn't have known how to live life to the fullest, all thanks to mom."
He put on his glasses, almost feeling sympathetic. "As a person who's learned psychology for more than eleven years, whatever she's doing to you is thoroughly below par." he said and I payed more attention to him. "Her way of thinking, it won't protect you from any dangerous condition you might slip into, it only will cause more damage." he added, making a lot of sense. "You then won't be able to sermonize on whatever you might face in the future, making you feel wrecked seeing the outside world for the first time without knowing what you should do or what you have learned to do."
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