Mrs Scuderi

Chapter Three

                 Amelia's Pov
"I just think you're getting cold feet and it's normal. Brianna is a sweet woman and good for you,"mom says sitting on my bed with coffee in her hands. I had only been here a few hours and she was already advocating for her. "mom we've had this conversation so many times. Stop meddling,"i say sighing heavily as i ramage my closet for something to wear because she helped me unpack earlier, and by help i mean did it all by herself. "Well i already invited her for our anniversary,"she says sipping loudly and i fight the urge to throw myself off the window.

I mean it was high enough to make a death jump. "Mom can i be alone now before i decide to stay at a hotel instead?" I say trying to sound as calm as possible. I phone Ophelia,my childhood bestfriend to tell her that i was in Italy already. She was mad at me for over a month when i moved to London but after that we got back to being close calling each other from time to time to keep up with each other. "I'm in Florence dumbass," i say sounding off but I'm blaming mom for that.

"I just dropped the kids off for their sleepover, wanna go for coffee?I'll pick you up," She asks already knowing just what i need, to be a way from this house for a few hours. She got married a year after i left, to her college sweetheart and had two kids. She'd always wanted to be a mom and wouldn't stop talking about it. I throw on a pair of maxi pants and and a tube top and hold my braids up in a high ponytail making a mental not to get my hair done soon. "Wooww i can feel the excitement from all the way here,"she yells as i walk to her car with my sunglasses on making me chuckle lightly.

"Sorry mom is playing couple therapist again," i say hopping in the passenger seat of her black Jeep and hug her sighing dramatically. "Let's run away into the sunset," i say making her laugh. "You haven't changed one bit Amay," she says driving off. I fill her in on Brianna and i then the bartender on the train. "You fucked a stranger on a train? Are you the same Amelia?" She shouts the first bit making people turn to stare at us in the Cafe. "Say it louder, i don't think the guy in the back heard you," i whisper yell sarcastically.

She asks for details and i shy away because i didn't know how to describe it. How addictive it was and how i wanted to do it again once i ever saw her. Why did i want to see her again? Aghh damn you Ophelia for making me think to much on it. "What she big?" She asks drinking her coffee expectantly. "Oh I'm not about to discuss private parts with you," i scoff and she chuckles. "I mean Pete's average but i want to know what hers was like," she says and i make a gag face. "T fucking MI Ophelia," i say. She doesn't let it go so i give in to her annoyance."Fine she was...umm big,"i say focusing my eyes on my coffee.

"Well you had sex with a stranger and in no way wanted to see them again. Was it the best you ever had at least?" She asks seriously and i realised i hadn't thought of it like that. The way my legs tingled with just kissing her and how she made me come more than once and still had stamina to continue. "Yes Ophelia it was," i say smiling and she practically squeals. The rest of the evening is spent talking about both our lives since we last spoke. I loved how her whole demeanor changed when she was talking about her kids. Like they were her most precious possession. She invites me over for a glass of wine the same time mom calls saying i need to be home for dinner soon so I settle for wine first to get through dinner.

Her house was cosy and looked like it costs a lot. I don't bother to ask because it's not my place. "This was Peter's grandparents place and they left it for him when they died," she says satisfying my curiosity. I'm on my third glass when her husband comes in greeting both of us. I decide to leave and he offers to drop me off because Ophelia wasn't fit to drive me and Ubers always got lost coming there. "I'm happy to see Ophelia living up again," he says with his eyes on the road. Peter and i didn't talk much because i never liked him for Ophelia when they were dating but i guess people change.

"Yeah me too," i say dryly not wanting to make anymore small talk because it'd be forced. Once at my house mom is already at the door scolding me for almost missing dinner and leads me to the family table where dad is. "You on time out too?" I ask making him chuckle and put his phone down. Dad and i were close that's why I found home bearable. "I'm worried about you Amelia,"he says seriously. "You've been closed off since you moved away  and shut us out. Your mom just wants what's best for you,"he continues taking my small hands in his. He only spoke for mom when she couldn't handle talking to us herself. "I'm okay dad, i promise. I just feel like there's more for me out there than a timid happy ever after.

There's so much i haven't done for myself," i say not wanting to make him uncomfortable with my sex life among other things. Sex with Brianna was great but there was no danger in it, It felt safe. Like there was no need to try something new because we were already together. I once suggested doing it in the washrooms of a fancy restaurant she has taken me to on my birthday and she said it would be insulting to the owner who happened to her friend. I'm pulled out of my thoughts by mom placing lasagna on the table with so much pride just like she always did. I remember how long my essay was on why we should get take out once in a while but instead of agreeing she scolded me for making grammatical errors.

I eat in silence listening to mum go on about how much she has to do for their anniversary party tomorrow. Now 25years of marriage is something to celebrate wholy because of how far they'd come. From what I had seen marriage wasn't for everyone but it was open to all.