In the living room
Marisa Is sitting on the couch
Lyra Hi mom
Marisa Who is this?
Lyra This is the person who raised me
Mama Costa Hello
Lyra Mama Costa are you staying for dinner?
Mama Costa Lyra i really should go
Marisa How is it that you ended up raising my daughter?
Mama Costa On the college campus
Lyra It was fun
Marisa Well she's mine now not yours you filthy Gypsy
Lyra She just insulted you
Mama Costa Its alright
Lyra No its not
Mama Costa She has her opinions even if they are wrong
Marisa I think you should leave
Lyra I will talk to you later
Mama Costa Alright i will go
Lyra storms out and goes to her room
Lyra lands on her bed
Marisa We need to talk about this
Lyra No we don't
Marisa Actually yes we do
"sits on the bed"
Lyra Why?
Marisa Because you leaving early and i having no idea where you were
Lyra It was the only way i could see my friends
Marisa You think there your friends
Lyra Yes i do they have been there for me and protected me
Marisa They raise there kids with no structure
Lyra It's called freedom
Marisa It's called chaos
Lyra It's was my way of life
Marisa It's not anymore
Lyra It was today
Marisa Follow me
Marisa room
Lyra Why are we in your room?
Marisa Because you hanging out with that Costa has got you thinking
Lyra Yea and thats bad
Marisa They are not going to be that way of your life
Lyra Why not?
Marisa It's to dangerous
Lyra Of course you would think that
Marisa You are a young girl who needs structure
Lyra goes silents
Marisa You are going to follow my rules
Lyra just sits there with her arms crossed
Marisa Well?
Lyra looks for a way out
Marisa sees Lyra leave
Lyra runs out the door
Lyra goes outside Marisa follows and grabs Lyra's arm and brings her to her room
Marisa You are going to sit here and listen to me
Lyra Alright
Marisa Now what you have done was foolish
Lyra It was not
Marisa I said listen you have not only tried to get us to be friends but almost wrecked my reputation and that could put both of us in danger. We will talk about the rest in the morning it time for bed.
Lyra Alright mom i am staying in here again aren't i ?
Marisa Yes you are
Lyra snuggles up to her mom
Marisa turns in her sleep
Lyra Mom i'm try to sleep
Marisa shhh
Lyra wakes up and nudges her mom
Marisa hears the knocking on the door
Lyra Who is at the door?
Marisa I don't know follow me
Marisa and Lyra go downstairs both with robes on to see who i knocking on the door
YOU ARE READING
The Story of Lyra and her Mom
FantasyLyra finds out who her real mother is and what it's like growing up with a mother now who is the head of the Gobblers *Some parts I'm going to fast forward NOTE i'll update as soon as I can
