Unexpected

Chapter 31

Samantha's POV:

I close my eyes and open them again but she is still standing there. Her eyes look up and down at me and I know she is as surprised as me. I shift my weight on my legs not knowing what to do as I expect the worst from her lips.

“Uhm hi” I mumble and look down.

“Hi Samantha” she says and I glance up at her, her voice is cold, too cold.

She looks pissed, pissed as hell and I know she tries to hold back the anger but I know her to well. She can't hide those things from me. I start to feel really uncomfortable as she still hasn't moved and stands the same way she did a few minutes ago. Normally when she's really angry she walks around.

“Uhm..” I stutter “I can explain, all of this” I try to speak confident but my voice is shaking. I'm still not looking at her, I'm looking down at my feet and I hope at least Niall is out of the room so she wont have to see him again. Oh my god Harry, he needs to hide, right now. I look over my shoulder and sigh as I can't see him behind me. That's a good sign, maybe he takes a long bath that would be perfect.

“You can explain what?” the deep and angry voice of my mum brings me back to reality.

“This” I point behind me.

“What?” she starts to yell.

Okay, that's going to be embarrassing and I know I'll end up crying like a baby.

“Mum look, I never planned any of this” I want her to listen to me but I know she wont, she never really listened to me.

“I don't want you to explain whatever you're doing here, I want you to pack you're things and come home with me, NOW” she looks me right into my eyes and I freeze.

“Mum I can't do this, I have a contract” I reply, my voice is still very calm but I know she notices how shaky it is.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Look at you, what is this in your face? I thought we agreed that you don't need make-up.” She walks a few steps closer to me and tries to wipe the make-up off of my face.

“Mum” I scream and take a step backwards “Stop telling me what to do” I get angry.

“Why are you in a hotel room on the other city of where your ballet theatre stays and why did a boy open your hotel room?” she ignores my note about not always telling me what to do. “Why are you here and not there?” she raises her voice and I can tell that she'll scream at me soon. “Why are there pictures of you with a boy in a car and you seem like you're hiding?” she steps closer to me and grabs my hand “Why are you lying to me? Don't you feel bad? Don't you feel like a liar?”

Tears began to run down my cheeks, I don't want to cry but her words hurt me and I'm still not over the fight with Harry. I look down as she grabs my hand harder.

“You're coming with me now, this is the end of you're career” she wants to walk away but I grip the door frame to the kitchen and try to stop her from moving.

“Samantha” she yells as loud as she can. “if you're not coming with me right now, I swear I'll call the police and I'll let them bring you back home, this is enough, are you insane?”

“Mum, please just listen to me.” I cry and try to get my hand out of her grip.

“I am done listening to your lies” she yells and lets my hand go. She steps closer until her face nearly touches mine as she speaks through her teeth.

“I want you to remove those ugly colours off your face, put on some normal clothes” she looks down at me in disgust “pack your things and come with me now” She steps as close as possible and whisper yells “ If you're not listening right now then this was the last time you saw me”