Bitter Sweet Desires (Girlxintersex)

Chapter 13

Season 1 Episode 13

Ameka POV

"Do you think you could offer me more of your drawings every day?" I inquired of Lily. Her lips curved into a big grin. "You really want them."

"I do, darling."

"You love them."

"I do. They're so lovely, beautiful and gorgeous." They were just magnificent. Staring at the lifeless, slightly realistic drawing of Kamila knocks my air out of my body. It was as if she had died completely. I'm curious whether Lily murdered her mother. Of course she didn't, I rolled my eyes. She'd never hurt a fly, would she? These were merely drawings, and kids occasionally utter nonsense.

"Do you know what WiFi is?" I inquired.

"Is that the thing that allows you to go on the internet and browse?"

"Yeah. Is there one nearby?" My phone was now hidden in my room because I wasn't permitted to have it near her. I don't understand why these things should be kept hidden from children. She didn't even have access to a computer. I understand Jackson didn't want to raise a "iPod kid," but she has to have fun.

"Mommy have one. Would you like it?"

"Yes. Can you tell me where I might find it?"

"How come you have no idea where it is, Momma? You were here before me."

I weren't.

"I had forgotten. Pretty old." I said, I was just twenty one.

"It's in Mommy's room. Where they do grownup things."

I sighed...maybe I'll simply have to ask Jackson for the wifi password, and she'd best give it to me.

Lily and I entered the study, where I noticed Lily's mother sitting at a random desk. Throughout the room were about five wooden table desks. Each desk has two seats tucked beneath them. I took a look at the book she had for Lily to read.

Lily slid a note book towards her as soon as she seated. "Read from page 67 to page 78, then answer the questions on page 79."

My eyes widened as I realized she was about to read 12 pages of nonsense and then answer questions about it.

As far as I could tell, she was getting a college-level education, which I doubt was good for her intellectual development.

I should be unconcerned about what other people do with their children, but I just can't.

"Uh...Mrs. Stones, may I speak with you?" She raised her head from her phone. "In private."

She came to a halt and looked at Lily. "Hey." She quietly exclaimed. Lily raised her head, a scowl in her eyes. "Read and respond to the question. When I return, I'll ask the first six questions. Don't go running off, you little brat."

"I wish you die so that Momma and I may stay here and Kil—"

"Alright, let's go." I rushed in before she could complete what she was about to say. I felt myself dragging Jackson's arm till we arrived at her office. I assumed I wouldn't tell her about Lily's disturbed conduct because it was too early to tell whether it was indeed a trouble behavior. Perhaps she simply despises everyone around her.

My eyes widened as I realized I was toying with her fingers, and I smiled dazedly. I tossed her arm, letting it fall limply to her side. "Sorry about that." I grumbled.

"You simply got carried away. Do not allow that to happen again."

"I won't. Because you have sticky, sweaty hands." I put on a phony grin.