Forget Me Not

Chapter Seven- Believe Me

I brush my hair slowly, making sure it's all in place and my fringe didn't have any gaps in it. I fix my outfit and pull on a red and stylish blazer that I brought when Cam and me went to the mall. Cam said to me she will be out all day so it will give me time to talk to my Mum alone.
I put on my dark make up and add some lipstick and I wait by the window, staring out with my heart thumping away in my chest.
I then see a huge white Limousine pull up outside, and my Mum step out of it wearing a similar sparkly dress as the meet and greet.
She knocks gently on the door. I feel myself start to shake a little, this was the big moment I had been dreaming of.
I open the door. There standing infront of me is my mother. Her bright blonde hair is tied back with her fringe on one side and her lovely sparkly outfit matches perfectly with her red lipstick.
"Hi." I say to her.
"Hello. Here is your phone. I have got to rush off. Bye now." She says and places my mobile into my hand before turning around.
"Wait!" I exclaim, without really know what i'm going to say.
But I have to be honest, it's now or never. I can't keep quiet any longer, and i can't lie again.
"I really have to go. You put your phone in my hands at the meet and greet, and then you ask me to stay. I have never met a fan like you." She faces me before with an annoyed expression on her face.
Her bodyguard comes out of the limousine and comes to the door.
"That wasn't a smart move yesturday, kid. You don't just leave your phone. You are one strange fan." The bodyguard has no expression when he speaks to me. It's like he's ready to argue.
I can't take it any longer. I am sick of lying and sick of keeping quiet.
"I know..." I start to say but he interrupts me. My mother just stands there looking at me with a confused expression and she looks annoyed too.
"And now you want Ms Winters to stay with you. I can't have that, were late. Don't contact her again." The man says and he turns around, so does Louise and they start to head down the street.
"I'm you're daughter!" I scream at her, louder than I wanted to. But I can't stop some tears streaming down my face as I scream. I feel so angry suddenly but upset at the same time. It wasn't how I planned it to happen at all.
Louise (my Mum)  and her bodyguard turn around to face me.
She looks shocked as she stares at me but at the same time I get the impression she doesn't believe me.
Her bodyguard walks back over to me.
"You can't make accusations like that. Who do you think you are." He says to me and he looks annoyed.
But I don't care, all I care about is what my mother says now and what happens from here.
"She's my daughter." Louise turns to her bodyguard and walks past me and into Cam's flat and leaves him standing outside.
I close the door shakily, I don't know what just happened but all I know is that she believes me.
Louise walks over to the table and stands there, while I just stand by the sofa.
"You...you believe me?" I ask her. I have to be sure before I let my mouth run off without me.
She looks sad and stares at the ground.
"Yes. I do."
I stand there not knowing what to say but just as I think that, she gets ready to say something.
"I never thought i'd see you again." This is the moment I have always wanted. My Mum looks at me with her sad eyes and looks like she will cry at any moment.
"I never thought you wanted to." I suddently felt myself go angry. My Mum had never contacted me or wrote any cards or letters, and here I was in a different country, hoping to get a happily ever after.
"I have wanted to see you since the day I left you at that place. I wanted to come back and take you away and be a happy family. Just you and me." A tear rolls down her cheek as she says it and she carries on looking at me.
She rushes over to me and puts her arms around me. This was the first time I remember hugging my own Mum.
"Is it really you? My Faye?" She lets me go and puts her hand on my cheek.
I feel my eyes start to well up with tears. I felt happy, which I never thought I would be ever.
"It's me." I say and I smile at her.
"Ever since I can remember I have been saving up to come to LA. I grew up seeing you in magazines and seeing the interviews. They always made me sad to look at because I always wanted you to come back for me." I put my hands to my eyes and start crying before I can stop myself. I sit on the sofa and put my head in my hands. My Mum sits next to me .
"I am so, so sorry. I was so young. I had bad days and good days, but I never felt like I was a good mum to you. I thought you'd be better with people who could look after you. I didn't want to just come back into your life and mess it up again." She puts her arm around as I wipe my tears.