Time Really Shows (Phora)ON HOLD

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Mia POV

Being with him brought back memories that I forgotten about. He always brought out the best of me and when he left I sort of lost myself. It's silly, I know how can one person in the world have that impact on anyone. But he did.

"How's your food?" He said pulling me out of my thoughts.

"It's good thanks." I wasn't very hungry, I still sense a discomfort between us. Even if he pretended to be nice to me I felt something was wrong.

"So...you've only been working at that diner?"

"Yeah well, I have to help my mom out." I said playing with my food. "How is she?"

"She's okay...I guess...she's gotten better since the last time you seen her." I admitted unknown how to answer this question. My mom hated his guts, and he knew that. She blamed him for everything that has happened to us, yet I know it's not his fault.

"That's good." He took a bite of his food. "I bet she still hates me." He said unexpectedly.

"She just needs time, you have to comprehend her." I said reaching for my cup and taking a sip of water.

"I can't comprehend her." He said kind of mocking me. I looked at him in disbelief. "Whatever happened that night was not my fault. Your mom never wanted to blame Danny for anything. He was responsible for his own actions I couldn't do nothing." His voice felt a little harsh.

"I'm not blaming you. I know how Danny was, all I'm saying is my mom expected you to keep him safe-" He interrupted me before I can finish what I had to say.

"And who said I had to anyway?! He was the one that would always look for trouble. Your mom can't blame me for not being able to raise her kids right." My eyes moved directly to his. I could see anger through his eyes the way they looked back at me coldly.

"Maybe you're right. Maybe my parents didn't know how to raise us right. Got a deadbeat father. My brother is dead and I'm just a low life working in a crappy diner." I pushed my food away from me. I could sense eyes averting towards us. I didn't like being the center of attention, but I didn't care today. "But you are so much better. You're perfect now, got the perfect family, perfect friends. I don't know why you came back? I don't know why you even bother to acknowledge me." I got up pushing my chair towards the table. "You got fame, money, you're well known, I don't want my presence to be a bother in your life anymore Phora."

I pushed open the door and walked off. I couldn't believe him, the nerve he had to try to make me feel ashame of myself, when I do every single day.

"Mia!" He shouted putting both of his bare hands on my shoulders. I shrugged them off of me. "Don't touch me!"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to say any of that." I smirked at him.

"Don't lie, that's what you always felt." I shrugged my shoulders, "who cares, you say what you have to say. Just don't forget where you started from." I walked away from him. He reached for my bruised arm, I winced at the contact of his fingers on my sensitive marks.

"Sorry I didn't mean to touch you there...I just can't let you go like that alone." He had released my arm, looking at me worried.

"Can you please just take me home?" I closed my eyes not wanting to cry. Not again and not in front of him. He nodded.

I walked and got inside his car directed my vision down. The car ride was silent we didn't have nothing else to say. I could feel him stealing glances towards me, but I just wanted to go home.

He stopped the car and I looked out the window to see the outside of my house. I open the door and walked out before he could even say another word. I ran inside feeling crummy as ever.

"Where we're you?" My mom said standing in front of me. Her arms were cross over her chest. I knew she wasn't quite happy. "I called you Mia, a hundreds of times and no one answered. You had me worried sick." I stayed silent bitting my lip, I couldn't tell her nothing, she would be so upset with me.

"I'm sorry my phone died and I'm sorry I made you feel like that." I just wanted to be able to got upstairs but I knew she still wanted to interrogate.

"Okay but where we're you?" I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"I went over Maria's house." I thought of a lame excuse. She was the only sort of friend I had left.

"Really so when did Maria have enough to purchase a vehicle like that?" She asked with one eyebrow raised.

"You were spying on me?" She was invading my privacy. I was already an adult I didn't need her watching over me.

"Who were you with Mia?" She ignored my question, coming closer to were I was standing. I couldn't tell her. I felt myself froze and began getting nervous. Why couldn't she just drop the question.

"T-thats none of your bussiness." I say harshly. I walked passed her but she followed me upstairs.

"Don't you talk to me like! I'm looking out for you!" She said entering my room as I sat on my bed removing my shoes. "It's him isn't it?"

"Who mom?" I was acting oblivious to who she was trying to say.

"You know who! The monster that hurt my Danny!" I looked up at her. Her eyes began to water just the mention of his presence had this much impact on her.

"Marco didn't do anything to Danny mom!" She needed to understand that no one was responsible for Danny's doings. She stared at me in shock, "are you serious?! He's the reason why your brother is dead and you want to defend him!"

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not defending anyone. I'm just being honest, you know that Marco had nothing to do with Danny and his decisions." She knew it but denied it. She didn't want to feel guilty, so she pinned her guilt onto Marco.

"You are unbelievable, I don't want you nowhere near him!" She said sternly. "I know you were with him."

"Well you're right, I was with him." I said standing up. No more denying it. She shook her head. She came close to me. "I warn you if I see you again with him, I will make sure he will stay away from you!" She stormed off closing the door behind her.

I threw myself on the bed. I wasn't a child why did they treated me like one. My mom needed to stop trying to control my life. It's been such a living hell lately. I can't do anything without my mother intruding. I can't wait to leave, but I couldn't she needed me. I was all she had left.

She doesn't have to worry about me no longer seeing him, because I'm making it sure I won't. He's such a jerk that only cares about himself. And I'm the stupid one falling for him again. I needed to stop seeing him because even if he was rude and disrespectful I couldn't help but feel something more for him. My feelings of the past never stop liking him and I was scared too.

I needed to stay away, because I knew he was trouble for me.

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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated I've been sick lately. But I hope this chapter makes up for it. I'll try to make the next chapter longer. Thanks for reading.