Make You Believe ( A Benjamin Lasnier Fan Fiction )

Chapter 15

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Sam's POV

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"Thanks for taking care of Mr. Fu- i mean my teddy.."

Suddenly i wondered why wasn't she on Bridgette's side? Is she forgetting that her daughter was the one who murdered my teddy? I mean my mom didn't even care but she did.. She isn't even my mother!

"Uhmm.. No offense but..Why are you on my side? Considering you are Bridgette's mother? I mean you should be defending her.. and not me right?"

"Oh... oh hey you should be going now your mom might get mad at me" she said guiding me to the door completely ignoring my question

"But she wont-"

"Ciaoo!!!" she finally said and gently pushed me out

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Veronica's POV

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"Why are you on my side? Considering you are Bridgette's mother? I mean you should be defending her...and not me right?"

Those words caught me off guard i mean she doesn't know it yet.. but should I tell her? Tell her that she isn't really my daughter.. that-

My thoughts were cut of by the ringing of my phone

"Okay back to business everyone!" i said to no one in particular

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Sam's POV

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I walked all the way home with Mr. Fuzzies although he was all patched up in some sort but I still love him though. But I suddenly questioned myself why my mom is acting so strange the moment Bridgette went back here.. And why was my Aunt not fussed up about her daughter.. She doesn't even visits Bridgette in our house.. Mehh maybe she was just busy and after all its hard managing a salon all by herself and she basically training for her new Fashion agenda.. OH SNAP

I forgot I was going to be one of em skinny girls wearing slutty clothes.. i mean Models yeah.. aint nobody got time for that i just hope she would forget about joining me in it. Just then my phone rang and it was a text from Aunt Veronica

Veronica

Hey Samantha, you forgot your backpack at my salon. Come and get it when ever you want :)

Samantha

Oh sorry Auntie ill go back later thanks for reminding me

Veronica

And can you wear your blue dress while coming down to the salon? Its time to practice for your performance :))

Oh shit.. she remember.. just my luck.. oh well

As I reached my house I decided to have a little chat with Ms. Cruela De Vil..

"Hey Bridgette" I said jumping on the couch next to her. Her previous position not changing. I never knew someone who could be so obsessed with America's Next Top Model

"What do you want?" she said still not taking her eyes off the tv

"Why are you not visiting your mom? Like you've been here for weeks and I still haven't seen you talk to her once"

"We talk.. sometimes"

"Right.. Does she know that you're dating Benjamin? Does she know you like making fun of the losers? Does she know you enjoy seeing me in pain? Does sh-"