Since forever it's always just been 13 year old Amelie and her Mum. They may not have been rich in money but they were rich in happiness and they were really close.
Everything changes when Amelie's mum gets married to a rich guy she supposedly met...
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It was finally the end of the week and I was ready for a long relaxing weekend - well as relaxing as it could get in a house of eight. I was mainly looking forward to sleeping in all weekend, but I was also going to Harry's game too so I wasn't going to let myself bed rot all day.
I was currently making my way down the stairs for breakfast, but I was slightly late on purpose so I could just grab it and go.
I had a feeling things were going to be awkward with Mum after our argument last night, she hadn't talked to me at all after it happened. She just left me in my own misery, resulting in me getting no sleep last night, but I wasn't gonna give her the satisfaction that she kept me up.
I sighed once I reached the bottom of the staircase because, well you know these crutches still are a pain in my ass. Three more days. I kept repeating that in my head as I entered the kitchen. Yes, I completely avoided the dining room and went straight to the kitchen. I just really didn't want that whole family breakfast right now.
As soon as I entered the kitchen though I was met with the familiar face of my Mum, who was making her coffee. I was about to turn around and pray that she hadn't seen me but of course with my luck she did. I cursed my crutches and the loud noise they made.
"Morning Millie!" she smiled cheerfully. It gave me deja vu of the day that changed my life. When she smiled at me like it was a normal day. Like she hadn't lied to me for 6 months.
"Morning!" I smiled. I needed her to know that I meant it. I hated my resentment towards her even after what she did.
Why didn't I feel comfortable being in a room alone with her anymore? That used to be my life and yet this month had changed everything.
I couldn't stand not knowing what I wanted. My brain was pulling me in different directions constantly. Part of me wanted it to be the same as it always was and for her to hug me and reassure me, and the other part knew that wasn't realistic. I wanted to yell at her and tell her how she hurt me but I couldn't. I wanted to scream at her for pretending that nothing had happened and making me doubt myself, but again, I couldn't.
I just couldn't do it.
Her smiling at me so freely was my weakness. The way she looked at me, I swore I could see love in her eyes. It was there, I promise.
"How did you sleep my love?" Mum asked, sipping her coffee. I opened the fridge and replied with, "good, you?" and she told me all about her big comfortable bed.
I was happy for her. That she had found someone she loved. I still couldn't get my heart to accept it though, my brain could but my heart just wouldn't.
"Hey Millie?" She asked, waiting until I met her eyes. Were we finally going to talk about it? I hated being the one to bring stuff up but we usually sorted it out and apologized. "I was wondering if you wanted to take the day off school so we can hang out! You know, like a trip to the mall or something." she finished. That was not what I expected. I almost choked on my strawberry.
