Cordelia's Daughter

chapter five

She's blind. When she walked through the front door time seemed to slow down. She cannot see me anymore. She'll never see my mistakes or my good doings. I started to regret the way I had treated her in a way I never thought I could.

She stopped and turned in my direction as if she noticed I was staring at her. The way her eyes, or what once was, looked haunted me.

I felt tears falling down my cheeks and could tell the girls were staring at me. For someone who seemed to hate Cordelia, they were surprised by my sudden emotion.

Seconds ticked by like hours before I broke the silence.

"Mom?"

I walked up to her and wrapped my arms around waist and cried into her chest. I felt her arms wrap back around me and her chin rest on my head. The girls' gasps were blocked out of my mind by my racing thoughts. I quietly heard her whisper, "Yeah, sweetie" into my hair.

Fiona hushed the girls away out of the hallway, leaving me and Delia in the hallway.

_.oO0Oo._

We were probably standing there for around twenty minutes. The silence was deafening, but her comfort was quieting it as it was. I had never had this kind of connection with her as a mother before. I had never really had any connection with her before, and those thoughts alone bought me to more tears.

"Come on," she whispered and rubbed my back, "let's go upstairs." I held her hand to help her up the steps, going slowly as she got used to adapting to her new way of life. My heart ached for her.

Once upstairs she led me through to her room , sitting down on the side of her bed, with me sat beside her. Resting my head against her shoulder, we remained in silence for a while, however my curiosity got the better of me. "What happened?" I whispered.

She sighed, "I don't know, Darling. I think they were wearing masks, and then- then I don't know."

"Oh."

I didn't dig any further. I don't think I want to.

_.oO0Oo._

Our peace was violently disrupted when the door slammed open and an out of breath Hank came in. "Oh, Delia, what happened to you?" He rushed over and grabbed her face to look at her. As he leant in to kiss her, Cordelia froze before roughly pushing him away.

"Who is she?!" she demanded. I looked between them both, confused as to what was happening, "Mom?" She dismissed me with a wave of her arm, "Who is she?" she demanded once more.

He stuttered "I don't know what you're talking about. Delia, maybe we should take this somewhere private?" he awkwardly looked towards me, then back at her.

She placed her hand on my knee, "Whether my daughter wishes to stay is up to her." "I would feel more comfortable staying, in case anything happened." She smiled and squeezed my knee, before turning back to Hank, "Now do not make me ask again!"

I could see him become uncomfortable before looking towards the exit and back at us. The air was palpable. Uncomfortable. He reached towards her again, "Look, it was once, and-" I grabbed his hand before he managed to touch her, "Don't touch."

I had never felt so protective from my mother before, but her new blindness paired with my long-time hatred for him made me want to smash his face in. The silence returned. "You should leave" Mom said to him, emotionless.

He didn't move. I teleported myself behind him, "I think you should leave, now." I whispered right down his ear. He jumped and turned to the door and left.

_.oO0Oo._

I sat back down beside my mother, resting my head in my hands, taking the time to think about all that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. One day ago, I hated the woman next to me. Twelve hours ago, I was at a party not caring about much of anything. Six hours ago, I was getting shouted at by the woman I hated. Three hours ago, I was laughing at damaging her property.

And now I regret it.

I found myself crying. I don't do that a lot. Tears silently trailed down my face as I thought about the time we had wasted hating each other, for no reason. She must've noticed my sniffling and moved closer wrapping an arm around me. I rested my head against her. "I'm sorry" I whispered. I didn't elaborate, I didn't need to. "Me too."

_.oO0Oo._

The following days I helped Cordelia around the academy and avoided as many questions as possible about our relationship from the other girls.it turns out, now she's blinded she has been gifted with this new found gift of 'the sight'. I think it's a cruel name, but she enjoys it, each to their own I guess. I grew closer with Zoe, and she helped me with the sudden change in emotions towards my mother, and I with her adjusting to the change of home. More kisses are shared and she helps me while I help my mom- I think even Delia is started to be okay with the blooming relationship between us. She is still rather protective over me.

We we're asked about the video by some independent news team, however we brushed it off as a glitch in the camera and Fiona made sure to take care of the rest. Nothing we cannot and have not dealt with before.

Fiona started to be nicer to Cordelia and helped me also through my emotional state. Cordelia had gotten used to her new way of life and how to use her powers.

I had never felt so confused and relieved all at once.

Hank hasn't really got into contact since (although I am pretty sure I saw him stood outside the window staring at the academy two days ago), and everything seems to be going well. I hope it stays that way, for at least a little while longer.