Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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Of course, my phone automatically starts ringing again, but I don't feel like answering it. Especially as I know that, if I do, it will only be to argue with my mother. One more time! And as always, it'll end the same way. In other words, she yells at me, and I give in. I don't have the time or energy for that this time. So I won't answer.
In any case, what can she do to me? Apart from getting even angrier? And above all, I don't want all this anger she's built up during our discussion to fall on me. Because then I won't be able to hold it in and might say things I'll regret later. So, instead, I enjoy my second cup of coffee in peace and quiet.
That is, even if Dany's judgmental gaze doesn't leave me.
"What?" I finally ask.
"Nothing. I was just thinking... "
"What? "
"I don't know if I'd have had the guts to face my mother like that. I mean, she gave birth to you, and your giving birth... "
"Well," I retort, "not everyone has the courage to face their demons. "
Then I take a sip of my drink and look out onto the veranda. I've had enough arguments today. I don't have the energy for a second battle. I'd rather look at the beautiful scenery and calm down. Normally, I hate conflict. But sometimes you reach your limits. It's important to make others understand.
It's important for my mother to understand that, even though I was a silent child throughout my childhood, she could always count on me. Even though I was her shoulder to cry on. And the only mother figure Jena has ever known is gone. I'm no longer that kid she could easily manipulate. Now I make my own choices and think for myself. I think that's what bothers her most.
She likes to control me so much... that should make her think for a while. When she finally decides to give me the minimum respect a human being deserves, she'll call me back. That's what I tell myself, smiling. That should be enough for her to learn her lesson. Besides, I don't really mind getting on her nerves once in a while. It reminds her that she's not invincible and that her position as a mother doesn't give her every right.
"Well... why don't we go?" I suggest as I finish and put my cup down.
But Dany disagrees.
"Already? I mean..." he starts, looking at his watch. "It's almost closing time. In the evening, this café takes on a whole new atmosphere."
"What do you mean by that?"
"A bit of music, friendly customers and a great atmosphere! I'm sure you'll love it!"
"Well, I don't know... "
Angel's coming to pick me up in a little while. I'd like to avoid another problem. I think I've already had enough drama with Italy. And I really don't want to create another reason for us to fight. So I've decided to decline nicely.
