My mother was here? Why the fuck was my mother here? I froze for a second after the words left my mates mouth, not sure what to do exactly.
"Hey, kari" i jumped and looked over at andy, "come on you gotta focus, we will handle the family drama later on, ok?"
I nodded, of course, right now was not the time to start freaking the fuck out because the woman who turned her back on me four years ago was now back in my life.
I spent all of that days training having a mental freak out and not really focusing on the task at hand. Why was my mother here? Was she just here to spy? Of course she was, my father would never have let her just leave like that. But why would she make the long trek here just to spy on us? That would have to be some serious commitment to the cause. I mean its over two thousand miles of travel from Oak Branch to Baywatch, would she really travel all that way just to spy on us?
Not to mention why wa andy telling me this? Did he expect me to talk to her? Did she want to talk to me? What was there to say? I mean she stood by and let my father kick me out at just fourteen, she didnt try to stop him from dragging me up the stairs by the arm, she didnt do anything.
Then there was the question of did i even want to talk to her? Did i really want to hear her excuses and reasoning for kicking me out of the house? For disowning her only child? For turning her back on me and walking out of my life all those years ago?
I spent all of training fighting with myself, mentally, going back and forth on if i actually wanted to talk to my birth mother or not. By the time lunch came around i was still not sure on what i wanted to do, or if i should even talk to the woman.
"Are you ok? You didnt really seem to be here at all today, it was almost like your off somewhere else." anna asked when we called for lunch.
"Yeah, sorry im just a little distracted is all, ive had a couple bombs dropped on me today." i said, rubbing my hands up and down my face. Between finding out about beatrice and now my mother, today was a pretty weird day.
"Hey, sorry i should of probably waited to drop that bomb on you." andy said as he walked up, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck like he did when he was nervous.
You think? I wanted to snap back, but stopped myself. Instead i said "its ok, your timing just needs work is all."
Andy gave a nervous little chuckle, "yeah, im sorry babe, i just thought you would want to know as soon as possible that she is here."
"Who is here?" ally asked as her and mark walked up.
I looked at andy, giving him a look that said "they dont know yet?". He shook his head and i groaned. Great, now i get to be the ones to tell my foster parents that my birth mother is here.
"So apparently terra is here" i said, using my mothers real name.
Ally and mark looked at each other, both of the completely speechless. Yeah, thats about the reaction i was expecting. "Um, what are you thinking?" mark asked.
I threw my hands up in the air, "i dont know! Im pissed because she is here and im thinking my father sent her. At the same time though i really want to see her so that i can let out four years of pent up anger at her, but i also know if i do see her i probably just going to turn into a blubbering mess and not tell her half the shit i want to say. Plus, what if she doesnt even want to see me? What am i supposed to do then just walk away? I dont know if i can let her back into my life now after four years of no contact!" by the end of my tirade i was crying, tears streaming down my face.
Andy wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. "You dont have to do this if you dont want to." he said.
I shuddered and shook my head, "no, i feel like i have to do this, im just not sure how to do it." Something inside of me was telling me that in the end everything would be alright, that this was the Goddess at work trying to give me some peace.
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FantasyFifty years ago, our ancestors decided we were done hiding, that it was finally time to come out of the darkness and show the world that we were real and not just the stuff of nightmares and fairy tales. instead of accepting us, the world was ripped...