Daylight

Chapter 14: French lessons

Camila didn't have the opportunity to talk to Lauren later that day, she'd already left by the time the raven got home, receiving only a text that was okay for her to go home, since Demi was at the house. She was saddened by it, she had promised Luna she'd talk to her mom about her French classes and she felt like a liar for not doing it, even if it wasn't her fault.

At home, after a good shower and a little rest, she wondered if there wasn't another way to talk to Lauren, looking at her cell phone she couldn't help but wonder if... Could she speak to Lauren about this on the phone? Could she speak to Lauren at this all?

She pressed the call button before she could think of the millions of reasons she shouldn't have.

"Miss Cabello?" She heard her boss' confused tone, after all, it was almost seven o'clock "Is everything alright?"

"Lauren, hi" She remembered to use her name "You know, if I can call you Lauren you should call me Camila"

"Camila" She tried her name on her lips and the woman in question got chills "Is there a reason for this call or is it just to make me say your name?"

She could swear she was seeing Lauren's arching eyebrow in front of her, no matter how far they were from each other.

"Argh, yes, there is" She was shy now "It's about Luna, we didn't have a chance to talk earlier today"

"Oh, did something happen?" Now she sounded concerned "What did she do?"

Camila frowned, she couldn't blame Lauren for thinking Luna had done something, usually, she had, but it was sad to see how little faith the raven had in her eldest daughter.

"Oh, no, she didn't" She cleared her throat "Actually she just wanted me to talk to about about something that was bothering her"

"But why wouldn't she come directly to me?" Lauren was angry now, great, she had to get this over with "What is it?"

"It's about her classes, she hates French" Finally she spit it out, "She thinks you wouldn't want her to stop"

"Hates it?" She could hear Lauren was confused "That's news to me, she was the one who wanted to do French bec... Oh"

Lauren got quiet and yeah, Camila didn't need to say anything for her to understand the girls' reluctance to stay in the course.

"I see" The CEO murmured

"I promised I'd talk to you" Camila but her lips "That's why I called"

"Miss Cabello, I hope you're being very cautious about what you promise to my daughters" Lauren was firm now "They're children and they don't understand sometimes promises need to be broken, they don't need any more disappointments.

"I understand" Camila was nervous.

"Now for her classes, of course, I won't make her do something she hates on a time that's hers to choose" Camila smiled seeing Lauren did care "However, if I let her go free she'd spend the entire day playing video games and that's not healthy either, no, she can drop the french but she'll have to choose another language to learn"

"Alright" It sounded like a good compromise "And Lauren?"

"Yes?"

"May I tell her then tomorrow?" She didn't want to push it but she wanted to see how the girl would react "I did promise..."

"Fine" Lauren sighed, "You tell her"

"Thank you, Lauren" Camila smiled "You're a good mom"

"Good night, Camila" Was all the answer she got.

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Lauren put down her phone immediately after the call, she didn't know if she should feel happy that Luna was opening up to someone or if she should cry that it wasn't her.

To be honest, she knew she didn't deserve it as Lauren didn't push the French classes because she didn't want her daughters to speak a language that connected them to Lucy, it was low and selfish to keep her girls to herself, to cut their ties with the brunette but she was doing it anyway.

Maybe it was her punishment, driving them away... But she would gladly do it as long as they never saw that woman again.

Thinking about the brunette's words on the phone, Lauren had to shake herself, no, she wasn't a good mom. A good mom would know her daughter wasn't comfortable with lessons she had almost every day, a good mother wouldn't be selfish with her ex, and wouldn't take her anger like she had.

Lauren wasn't a good mother but that would never stop her from trying to be one.

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"Luna?" Camila knocked on her door before going in, she had come to work earlier just so she could talk to the little raven. To her surprise, there was no one on the bed and she looked around for the girl.

"I'm coming" She heard from the bathroom and smiled in relief as the girl entered the room. She had woken up alone today.

"Your mom said you don't have to continue your French lessons" She didn't even wait to tell the girl and she was surprised indeed "But you have to choose another one instead" She added quickly so the girl wouldn't be carried away in her excitement.

"You're lying" She looked into her eyes in disbelief, Jesus, all that for a class? She must hate it "You're not?"

"I'm not, your mom gave her okay"

"AAAAAAAAAAA" The girl screamed and jumped up and down, looking and sounding her age for the first time since... ever?

She went around to her sitting table and started to get her books, what was she doing? Is that a scissor?

"Luna, don't" She grabbed it from her hands before the girl could destroy her study material "You can donate that..."

"Like, to poor people?" She asked holding the books "Like a philantro something?"

"Philanthropist," Camila said "Yes, like a donation"

"Like those cool actresses?" Luna was liking this now "Like Angelina Jolie?"

"Sure, like them" Camila saw the girl's eyes get bigger.

"And I can donate anything?" She started to look around in her room and Camila's amusement died fast, Lauren would kill her if Luna started to give away all her really expensive stuff.

"No" She was quick to answer "Only specific things, like your books that you won't use anymore"

"Oh, okay" The girl gave her the books "Here, take it then" She turned around and started to make a pile of books she wanted to give away, Camila smiled at her good mods.

Lauren was right to make her free to choose.

"Have you thought about which language you'll want to learn now?"

The kid stopped.

"Hm, I'm thinking" She sat down next to Camila "What would you choose?"

"Me?" Since when did Luna care about anyone's opinion? Especially hers?

"Yes, you're my assistant remember, you've to know these kinds of things"

"Hm, maybe... German?"

Luna threw her little hand in the air.
"Too haaaaaard, pick another one.

"Spanish?" Everyone liked Spanish right?

"I already study Spanish at school" She rolled her eyes "Too easy"

"Ok, maybe Italian?" Camila said without really thinking about it.

"Italian" She agreed and Camila looked at her in shock, did they have a conversation without screaming or name-calling? Had she had her opinion validated?

She smiled.
Finally, they're making some progress.