Grace

Chapter 11| Preparations

I look out the curtain window, dreading William and my mom's arrival. Mrs. Sankford was looking out the window beside me, and I started to wonder what she was thinking about. Was it family? My parent's approval? Her golden cat, which was still sitting on her desk back home? I then realize that I didn't know her as well as I should. I see her about 52 weekends a year so, I should know her favorite color at least and we should be close, right?

"Miss Parker, Master Joyenne and Miss Joyenne is here to see you." George says through the door to my hotel room. I shared a room with Mrs. Sankford and George shared a room with Gavin. Yeah we had money to get our separate rooms, but we all agreed we didn't want to be any inconvenience to the staff of the 5-star hotel we were currently staying in.

"Thanks George." I say through the door and the door opens up. William walks in and his common displease look is plastered on his face. I look at my mother and she looked...different? Her hair was grey, her face had no sign of makeup, and she looked a little plumper.

"Allison give your mother a hug." Commands my step-father and I do as he says. I hadn't realized I was staring at them blankly until he commanded me to show some sort of affection to my mother whom I wish loved me.

When I hug her, I didn't smell any expensive perfume. Also, she hugged me tighter than usual. The only affection I got from her was at most, a pat. What is going on?

"I will be talking to the manager, giving my complaints." William says as we break the hug. "You shouldnt be sharing a room with-with..." I look over to whom he was pointing at and it was surprisingly Mrs. Sankford as she folds her clothes. My eyes widened. For once, it wasn't me whom he was pointing at.

But I couldn't help but want to take Mrs. Sankford's place.

"Dad," I say, barely liking the word that just came out of my mouth. I look up at him, since he towered me by 3 feet. "I don't mind sharing a room with someone I've known since I was 6 years old, I would hate to be in a room by myself. I appreciate that you want more for either me, your mistress, or Mrs. Sankford, but I like it the way it is."

I was filled with shock when I saw his dark stern eyes soften. I don't know exactly why it happened, but I felt like I won him over. But it didn't last, his eyes darkened again and he cleared his throat. "It wasn't for you, I just expected better." He says unconvincingly.

"Dear, go ahead and do that, me and Allison need to catch up anyways." Mom says and William gives us both an unsure look, but he ends up leaving anyways. Once he leaves, mom says, "Mrs. Sankford, please leave for a bit."

"I was leaving to the local park anyways." Mrs. Sankford says and leaves with her purse in hand. I give my mom a strange look as she sits down on my made bed. I sit on Mrs. Sankford's bed and face my mom.

"We shall be taking the private jet to New York later on today, you need to practice your ballet as much as you can here before we go. Nationals are in a few days and I have lessons planned for you in New York." Mom says softly and goes through her hair with one hand.

"Mom, what happened?" I ask. It wasn't like I didn't hear what she said. Trust me, I did, but it felt like she was going to tell me more, something more important I mean.

"I am pregnant." She sighs.

"What?!" I screeched and jumped up. I then started pacing around. What I said next made me feel horrible.

"I can't believe you let this happen. How can you live with yourself? You can barely love me, and now you decide to have another child whom will never be loved. Sorry mom, but you don't have that much love in your heart...... Does he even know?" I exasperate. I looked at her teary-eyed face and immediately regretted what came out of my mouth.

"No." She softly says and starts to sob into her hands.

"He must suspect something right?" I whisper as I sit back down.

"I tell him lies." She whispers back and lowers down her hands.

"Mom, I-" She cuts me off. "I know you meant it, don't even try to lie. And your right. I am a horrible mother, but everything I do is for you."

"How can you say that?" I bitterly snap, and I couldn't tell her how much I regretted it. It just comes out, the hatred I had for her had eventually built up. I wanted to tape my mouth shut or something along those lines. "Ever since dad died, you make me dance 24/7, you married a snob whom hates me, you gave me the worst room in the most fanciest house I had ever lived in, you made my passion the one thing I dread."

This left her speechless.

I didn't mean to have this talk with her nor express myself right now. But now it's out, I feel much better.

I left the room and went to Gavin's in hopes of calming myself down. I wanted to hit something, but obviously not him.

That day was spent staying inside the hotel room as I kept my distance from my mom whom was asking to talk, or to join them for dinner.

I declined, which was hopefully what she expected.

We ended up leaving the next morning to New York, which only took 4 hours.

And now, it was time for practicing to a familiar piece in which I would dance to at the competition.

A/N: I know, this chapter sucks, but hopefully it gets better from here. I am extremely tired and you'll have to wait fro the next 4 chapters tomorrow.

Stay Graceful~K

Ps. I just realized how terrible I made Allison sound right now...whoops...

Edited on October 21st, 2017