Divergent: The Outsider 2

|Chapter 8|

Am I seeing this correctly?

Natalie Beatrice Prior, standing in my dressing room, dressed for a wedding? My wedding.

Words can't even form to match the state of concussion I'm in. My mother, after more than, five years, visits me. . . on my wedding day.

"Mom?" I questions, trying to fight the tears that are starting to gather in my eyes.

Not happy tears, angry, upset, disappointing, tears.

"10 minutes Tris." Christina says obviously noticing the unwanted tension that demands some private.

Once everyone leaves to go to another room, in robes, Mom opens her mouth.

"I, uh, herd that your getting married. From your aunts of course, well. . . I'm here." She says holding out her arms, trying to prove to me that she's in some kind of living proof that she's here.

"Why?" I ask, suddenly angry, the tears that were once forming. . . vanishes.

"Why what?" She asks surprised at my remark, something she wasn't expecting.

I furrow my eyebrows, "Why are you here?"

"Well, because my baby girl is getting married." She says smiling getting closer to me, instantly making me retaliate and back up.

"Well, you didn't seem to care before. Before I left, before I tried calling you, before I came home for once and you wanted to keep me home." I say, giving her an answer for her confusion.

"You didn't even care when Susan died. No one did except me. So why now? Huh mom?" I add with pure annoyance in each of my venom like words.

"Well, that's no way to treat me. I had many things I could do, I took my time out to be here for your wedding." She says and tears fall out of my eyes.

I can't even listen to the words coming out of her mouth.

I so glad Christina gave me that water-proof eyeliner and mascara or else I would look like a raccoon standing before my mother.

"No," I say chocking on a sob. "No you're here because you want a good name, you want to be known for being at my wedding instead of being the evil person you are. It's a shame that you had to drop the I took my time out card. Mom if you feel that way then, leave." I say pointing to the door as I wipe my eyes.

I turn away and say the most painful words ever.

"You could have just put me up for adoption if you didn't care for me." I sniffle, "You can go back to being the snobby person you are and miss your only daughters wedding."

I don't have the strength to turn around to face her deceiving face. I hear the door open then shut and I can't fight the tears that fall out of my eyes.

A knock on the door makes me straighten up, I wipe my face and sit back in the chair ready to finish my make up.

"Are you-" Christina starts, but she looks at my face and she frowns.

"Are you okay?" She asks and I nod my head a stray tear falls, but I wipe it away.

"It's my day and I'm not going to let her ruin it." I say with a sigh and she smiles brightly and moves out of the way and the room fills back up with that happy spirit.

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"You look beautiful," My aunt, Shannon, says as I look in the mirror. I do look beautiful.

My make up is simple with pink lipstick, and curly hair with diamond accessories. I look so beautiful, it's unbelievable how great my friends and family members made me look like this.