It's not a Cinderella story

Chapter 17

I ignored everyone all weekend.

I did all my chores, caught up on some sleep, and did something that I haven't done in a while;

I watched the tv in the break room.

But that's besides the point. Too much has happened in the past two weeks and I needed a breather. The stuff about my dad, my mom, Silmon, Tyler and Angelo, made me feel claustrophobic and I needed the space. So that's what I did. My phone was going off constantly so I powered it down and shoved it under my pillow and left it for Monday, when I go back to school.

Angelo said that she won't be back till Thursday so I'm using that to prepare what I'm going to say.

To say to the father that didn't want to take care of me.

I sigh and continue whipping down the tables tell I can see my reflection. To say I'm nervous for Saturday is an understatement, I'm terrified thinking that he won't want me anymore and be an ass toward me and shoo me away but what if he wants me back and can take me away from Angelo. I sigh again and sit down in one of the chairs, tilting my head backwards so I can see the ceiling fan turn and turn, over and over again and somehow that calms me.

A small meow interrupts my thoughts and I look down to see Crescent. She's the cat Angelo wanted me to get and even though she wanted to call her fluffy, I call her Crescent becasue under her left eye, she has a white patch that looks like a crescent  moon and her fur is pitch black so the name seemed fitting. I pick the kitten up and snuggle her into my chest, vowing to protect her.

I know for a fact Angelo will try to hurt her. She hurts me all the time and I won't let this happen to this small animal that was on the brink of death when she was found. Cress purs and I laugh and kiss her on the top of her head.

"You won't make my life complicated for me, will ya?" I ask her and she responds with a small meow I set the cat on the ground and finish with what I have to do, which is nothing, but I'm filled with so many thoughts I dont know what think anymore.

I pack up the supplies and when I go to head for my room, a knock on the studio doors stops me. I walk over to the doors and carefully open them up, scared that my friend will come in and ask me dozen and dozen of questions. But who I see fills me with so much relief, I fall into their arms.

"What's wrong dear?" Maggie asks and I tell her everything, from Tyler's deal, to Silmon's confession. After, we sit at the bar, eating the food she brought over while she ponders evreything I just told her. "Well that is interesting. Poor Quin, she was always a sweet women."

I look up at her, "you knew my mom?" I ask.

"Honey, please, everybody knew your mother she was one of the people who said I should look after you if anything were to happen to her." She takes a bite out of her famous lasagna and sighs.

"But why did everybody know her?"

"Because she was all the hype. She won over your daddies little heart in an instant and was following her around like a puppy. It was only natural for people to see the girl who knew the famous, rich guy." Maggie pushes her plate away and scoops up a meowing Crescent in her lap.

I nod my head and swallow the lump in my throat "What I'm a I supposed to say to him? it's been killing me this whole time."

She flips one of her grey curls over her shoulder. "Well, just start slowly, catch up with one n' other and see how it goes." Her cell phone beeps and she picks it up. "It's from my husband. My boy seems to be home from Ohio, he went for business so I gotta go or else he'll think his momma don't love him." I pursue my lips before hugging her so tight I'm afraid I'll crush her rib cage.