Jungle Boy -Justin Bieber-

Chapter 32: A chat

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Bea Ashby:

I silently sit at the table, focussing my eyes on the cup of tea that was set right in front of me. I watched as the steam visibly fanned the air with some sort of warmth in attempt to not have to look up at the woman sitting across from me.

This was going to happen sooner or later. I guess I was just hoping it would happen never, but that wasn't an option in this case. It just took me so long to accept the fact that I would never have my mother around and out of nowhere she just appears into my life and expects me to want to talk to her irked me.

There was a lot of tension in the air as we sat in the dinning room together. I refused to come to her hotel as she requested and dad suggested she came by here before our trip. I wasn't too happy about that. 

The woman across from me cleared her throat. "I'm not too sure where to start," She admits, "But I need to start somehow, don't I? How have you been, Beatrice?" 

I feel an unpleasant shiver as she says my name. It sounds so foreign hearing her say it. I don't know how I feel about this other than the fact that I want to just get out of here.

How have you been, Beatrice? Her words repeat in my brain. How have I been? Sad, upset, unsure, rejected, half empty... then I learned to accept her absence in my life. My dad filled that empty part of me with all the love he could possible give and more, allowing me to be happy, grateful, loved as a daughter and accepted. I was a mix full of emotions all my life and now whatever I knew seemed to be crashing down just because she was here. I just don't know how to take this all in. 

I ignore her question.

"Why are you here?"

I don't even bother taking my eyes off the cup of tea in fear I would just snap at her if I look into her unfamiliar eyes. I keep my gaze on the drink instead. My question surely took her by surprise. I finally lift my eyes up to meet her honey coloured eyes.

Her lips are parted, furrowed eyebrows as she watched me with an uncertain look in her eyes. Sighing, she lets out a breath. "Its complicated," She admits, wrapping her hands around her own mug of tea.

"How?" 

She doesn't meet my eye this time, shaking her head. "You wouldn't understand and I don't expect you to. I just.... wanted to get to know you." 

That's when I loose it. Scoffing, I stand up. "After 18 years you decide you want to get to know me? Thats just really freaking ridiculous. You can't just fly over here and randomly show up on our front steps saying you're here to get to know me." It just didn't make any sense. She made it very clear she didn't want anything to do with me for years and she suddenly shows up thinking that she can turn that around? I couldn't help it, I was bitter.

"It doesn't matter if you want to get to know me," I shake my head at her. I'm not going to sit through all her bullshit. "Because I don't want to know you." My words are harsh and I feel bad to even say them, seeing the hurt in her eyes. But she quickly recovers. 

"I understand," Her voice is barely above a whisper, her eyes now focusing on the table. 

She had years to get into contact with me. Instead, she picks to do it 18 years later when I've finally accepted her absence and want to nothing to do with me. I just didn't think it was fair.

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A/N:

Sorry guys its just a filler chapter :( Ive been super busy with school and I haven't had a chance to properly sit and type anything so i'm sorry. Hopefully I'll get another chapter up soon. 

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-Diana