Broken

Chapter 21

"So Dr. Greene, what problems shall we discuss today?" I asked.

"I don't know Daniella what do you want to talk about?" she asked.

"Nothing so can I go?" I asked.

"No. You look different." She observed me.

"No wig today." I pointed to my head.

"I noticed but there is something else, I just can't put my finger on it." She tapped her finger on her desk. "You have a glow." She continued to observe. "What did you do today?" she asked.

"I skipped school with a friend and became a god mother. Oh and I slept Sunday after my party with a boy best thing ever." Her face went pale when I said I slept with a boy she skipped through my file.

"I thought you took the purity pledge." She skipped.

"I did." I told her.

"But that pledge says you vow to not have sexual intercourse with any man that is not your husband." She recited a line of the pledge.

"When I say I slept doesn't mean I had sex." I pointed out and since she knew the pledge so well she should tell her daughter that.

"Oh that's what you meant." She sighed in relief. "I honor that pledge and so does my daughter." I wanted to burst her bubble.

"Good to know that Tizzy hasn't been 'deflowered'." I said sarcastically.

"What does that mean?" she asked.

"Nothing." I said.

"This isn't the first time I have mentioned my daughter and you make a snide remark." She pointed out.

"Just observations." I simply said.

"So you have met my precious gem Tizzy?" she asked with a big smile.

"I wouldn't say she is a gem she is more of a black rock." I muttered to myself.

"What was that?" she asked.

"Nothing." I shrugged.

"She's a flower, isn't she all dainty like." She continued.

"More like a cactus." I muttered.

"How did you meet her?" she asked.

"On your desk." I said out loud.

"Was she practicing something?" she asked.

"Yes." I smiled. "Sexual Education." I muttered the last part to myself. Well I thought I did.

"Sexual Education?" she questioned.

"Yes, either she was the teacher or she was being taught." I said.

"In my office." She said surprised.

"No in my office." I rolled my eyes.

"Tizzy would never do that." Her eyes were glossy.

"Look sometimes we have to get disappointed to lower our expectations in a person. Maybe you had her too high on a pedestal and when she finally got the courage to climb down she went wild. And sometimes parents don't get their children like you for instance you see every ones problems but not the ones you have at home. I have to go home now but see you on Wednesday and tell me what happens." I said standing to leave. She was sobbing, this was so vice versa.

I lay on the couch with bowl of popcorn overhead watching  marathon of series. I had checked my phone and no one had texted me or called today I was forgotten. I closed my eyes about to drift off when there was a knock at the door. I lazily walk over to the door and open it; there she stood in her German beauty.

"Hello mom." I said coldly.

"I have you my baby." She hugged me tightly almost squeezing out my organs.

"Mom let go my bones are breaking." I tried to push her away. She loosened her grip and I could breathe again.

"Sorry it's just that I have missed you." She kissed my forehead and sniffed me.

"Missed your cooking mom." I said.

"Do you want me to prepare something for you now?" she asked.

"No I was just about to go to bed." I said picking up my popcorn bowl.

"Are you still angry at me?" she asked.

"No. I just want to sleep, that's all." I touched her shoulder.

"Please talk to me Amoura." She called me by one of my middle names.

"I don't want to talk, I don't want to listen and I don't want to breathe." I walked up the stairs and I could hear her painful sobs and my feet were planted. I turned around and I saw her head in her hands and I felt bad for what I had just said.

"I'm sorry." I sat beside her.

"I'm sorry I lied and left it's just that you hated me and I couldn't do anything right." She explained between sobs.

"I don't hate you. I just have a lot going on." I said.

"Let's start fresh." She offered.

"Okay." I smiled.

"Your father has told me that you and the Hill boy are dating." She smiled.

"I wouldn't call it dating. We are just starting out, we had our first fight Saturday and then we slept together but not with sex." I explain when her eyes widened.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked.

"Beyond well I felt better than ever and no nightmares." I smiled; I hadn't seen Andre this morning.

"I'm glad you're happy." She smiled. We sat there and talked for hours about absolutely nothing like we usually did before life kicked us. She went to bed while I texted Andre telling him about my day and he was happy to listen but I didn't tell him about Anna. She would tell people when she was ready, I wasn't going to be the one. People will start to notice when her stomach starts to grow. No one can call her child a bastard because she is married.

Andre was the type of guy I would have never gone out with but underneath his tough exterior there was the world's kindest guy, genuine and sincere. He didn't lie about him and Tizzy, they weren't doing it anymore. He had even understood what I had said to him and he didn't judge my tattoos he embraced them and asked about them. So maybe he is my shoemaker and was going to mend my broken soul.