''Maria!! '' My mother's voice echoed but I tried to ignore it due to the bad headache I was having. '' Maria!! '' she yelled again, followed by a spank on my back.
'' aa '' I jumped into a seating position, pulling myself out of my slumber '' What?'' I cried out in pain as I opened my eyes only to notice my mother in tears. My heartbeat skipped '' Mummy, mummy what is it?'' I panicked. What could have possibly made my mother cry? She has a weak heart, and any shift in her emotions can hurt her. '' Mummy'' she hit me again '' aa '' I whined in pain
'' You '' hitting me again '' you this child... How could you?'' she cried
'' What did I do? '' both hands on her shoulder, seeking further explanation
'' How could you work in such a place?... how could you work there at your age?... do you know how dangerous it is?''
'' Wh....'' instantly, I had a flashback of what happened last night... I came back home drunk and buzzing nonsense, I accidentally revealed that I got fired from the club. '' Oh ''
'' Oh?..Oh?.. is that all you will say to me '' she cried out while hitting me several times. I didn't stop her, she had every right to hit me, she had every right to be mad at me, and she had every right to cry. And besides, her spank didn't hurt, it never does. Whenever she spank me for doing wrong I always felt it. The love she had for me. I could feel her worries for me and it made me realise how much of a terrible daughter I was. A daughter who always made her mother worry and cry, instead of making her feel at ease. '' I am sorry '' she cried '' I am sorry for not being enough ''
'' Mummy what are you saying? '' her words made me frown. She finally quit the spanking and sized me up. She was deeply hurt, I saw it in her eyes. Just imagine the first thing you see when you wake up in the morning is your crying mother. I hate my life.
'' I am sorry Maria.. for not being able to prove for you and your sister ''
'' Mum..'' she cut me off
'' let me speak!! '' she yell '' Do you know how pathetic I feel whenever I see you trying to provide for the family, see you work, you don't even have any friends, you sound so mature when you speak sometimes and You don't even act like normal teenagers ''
'' Because I am not a normal teenager mummy'' I said calmly '' I was not burn normal. I was born this way and I have to accept my fate ''
'' You see what I am saying ''
'' Mum.. ''
'' Maria I am sorry.. I am sorry I married you father and... ''
'' Mummy!!! '' Those words click the bomb. Why bring up my father into this kind of conversion '' That man has nothing to do with this ok...'' she looks down sobbing '' I work because I want to... and I do have friends, I am just too busy with what is more important right now that I don't hang out often. I am not normal and I don't want to be normal so Mummy, please. You are not well... you shouldn't be doing this ''
'' Maria '' she whispered
'' I am fine... and besides I won't be working there any more. '' She lifts her head. Stares at me for a long time, trying hard to read me. I watched her lean forward and pull me in for a hug. My head rested on her chest and she patted my hair gently. I enjoyed her action with my eyes closed, it was calming. It has always been. '' sometimes I wonder if you are still my daughter '' I smiled at her words. It's something she says whenever she tries to figure me out
'' I am your daughter, I will always be ''
'' I will take you to school today'' The word school echoed in my ear
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Don't Let Me Go (Book 1)
RomanceMaria Eduardo, a high schooler and workaholic. tries her best to survive in a society ruled by powerful, wealthy, greedy and selfish. While she strives to survive in silence with her mother and sister. Maria values one thing more than anything, Time...