𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄
Thea Quarts was never loved correctly. Not by her family, nor her lovers. She'd always wore a mask to cover up her families brutal truth, causing her to be unknown to who she truly was as a person. But when she meets a quirky p...
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CHAPTER TWELVE FACING THE FEAR
In the year: 1941
"ETHEL Quarts was a complicated woman." Thea looks down at her snake ring, "they all were...but especially my mother."
"When you think about your mother." Carmilla begins, "What emotions do you feel?"
Thea went silent for a minute.
"Anger."
"Explain that to me."
"...She caused the most painful moments of my life." Thea's eyes shifted randomly, seeming lost. "But she also caused some of the best."
Thea glances up at Carmilla, "like I said, she's complicated."
"There was this one time...I was around five years old and at the time, I was close with my father." Thea begins to explain, a smile spread on her lips at the thought, "he had to go out for work that night and...I remember I was crying because I didn't want him to leave."
"I remember she held me that entire night while I cried before I fell asleep in her arms." Thea blinks, her thoughts being pulled back into reality. "...my father died that same night."
Carmilla sadly sighs, "Is that was caused your mother to change so much...your father's passing."
Thea nods, "Yes...it broke her. Broke me. She had to raise three kids all alone and she became a completely different person, we all did."
"And this made you angry?"
Thea shrugs, "It made me a lot of things. My mother just...changed. She got aggressive and mean. I thought following her words would make it easier, one less thing she would have to worry about. But no matter what I did, how good I was, or how amazing I became. It was never enough."
Thea plastered a fake smile on her lips, "It was like playing a game and the rules kept changing."
"And...it was like this with your sisters as well? Did they undergo the same treatment?"
Thea nods, "they did. But it was different."
Carmilla gave her a look that said keep explaining.
"I was close with my mother but I was a daddy's girl before he passed away," Thea smiled sadly, "One night...my mother got very intoxicated, so much so that she couldn't even walk upstairs to her room. So I tried helping."
