Sophia's POV.
I tapped away at my laptop keyboard as I finished the final paragraph of my History essay. It was pretty good even if I did say so myself. Probably to do with the fact that I'd had no distractions from my wonderful mother who still wasn't talking to me. It had been almost a week since that fateful and awfully embarrassing day- when she caught Harry with his trousers down and on top of me in an obviously uncompromising position.
The initial shock I could understand... She'd expected to find us studying away, not rampantly hauling clothes off of one another. But almost a week of silent treatment and stone cold glances? This, I did not expect.
I'd tried talking to her„ don't get me wrong, but she wasn't interested in anything I'd had to say. I guess the only thing I was grateful for was that she hadn't told my dad. Lord, if he knew, I'm pretty sure Harry and I wouldn't have had our kinky rendezvous in the countryside a couple of days ago. I don't think I've ever felt as exhilarated as I did then, not to mention turned on. He did things to me that I didn't even think were possible. Even thinking about it was getting me hot and bothered.
I laughed to myself as I finished my essay, amused by my intelligent wit. Mr Moscow will fucking love that, I thought to myself, before clicking 'save' and closing the screen. Enough glare for tonight. It was then, amidst the silence of my own bedroom that my ears were drawn to the clattering of cutlery coming from the kitchen. I must have been too engrossed with my essay to notice my mum get home- not to mention the absence of her usual warm greeting up the stairs to me.
I signed to myself, feeling somewhat nostalgic as I travelled back to family dinner times only weeks ago when everyone was talking and laughing- no uneasiness or tension filling the air. I'm surprised my dad hadn't picked up on mine and my mother's current broken relationship, but I guess he was too tired from his long days at work to notice.
Getting to my feet, I grabbed the hoodie from the back of my chair and pulled it over my head. I needed to sort this, and it needed to be now.
My fingers nervously toyed with the sleeves as I slowly took step after step, before landing downstairs. Taking a soothing intake of breath, I brushed my hair out of my face and headed for the kitchen. The smell of Lasagna made its way up my nostrils as I stopped in the doorway.
My mum's back was turned towards me as she chopped away on whatever vegetables that were going to be thrown together as a salad. I coughed quietly, hoping to get her attention; but I didn't.
Frowning I took a few steps forward, sitting down on one of the chairs - being extra loud as I pulled it out for me. No reaction.
"Hey, mum?", I asked, only to be earning an absent humming as a response.
"Dinner smells great. When do you think it'll be ready?" I kept my voice as innocent and casual as ever as I spoke my words.
"Soon.", she replied abruptly; emotionless.
"I talked to Melissa today about the buffet for prom, she said her mum will give you a call...", I uttered after another few moments of silence.
"Okay.", my mother replied. Sighing, I pushed myself off of my seat, planting my hands on my hips.
"Alright, mum... can you please talk to me?"
She continued chopping away; keeping her head down and mind distracted from the obvious elephant in the room.
"Mu-"
"What Sophia?! What do you possibly expect me to say? Oh don't worry darling, you carry on dating- or God only knows what you two were doing- and don't mind me. It's fine. The fact that you're a child and he's an adult doesn't even matter. Is that what you want? 'Cause that's not what you're getting from me, Sophia. No. No way."
I sat there with wide eyes. I had no idea what I'd expected her to say, but it certainly wasn't any of the cold and spiteful words that had just left her mouth. I blinked a few times; the silence soon filled with the harsh sound of the knife hitting the chopping board once more.
"That's not fair", I choked out, pushing a limp strand of hair from my face. "There's 8 years between you and dad..."
