Dirty Holiday - (18+) (COMPLETED)

Cold Insight

My hair swirled around me, my body felt no weight, if I was going to make it through today I had to calm myself now before the reign of terror arrived. Unfortunately though I couldn't spend eternity underwater trying to freeze time, even the bath tub couldn't stop the tick of the clock.

I checked my phone for the time.  It read 11:24 it's be 15 minutes or so before she arrived, she had said she would be here for 12 but the controlling instinct in her always made her early just so she had the chance to walk into something that probably isn't her business.

I wrapped a towel around me and scrubbed my teeth clean with a toothbrush. Two knocks echoed through my flat, there you go! Evidence enough that she had nothing better to do than spy on me.

I tightened my towel so that there was no gaps, chucked my toothbrush in the pot and skittered across the slippy floor.

I unhooked the chain on my door and hid behind as I opened the door, I didn't want any nosey neighbours staring at my personal property.

In came Xander looking a bit worse for wear, I would've happily taken the company of Xander of my mother, but the fact that if he stayed they'd be in the same room... That could end in devastation.

I hadn't spoken to or seen either Xander or Lucas since the hospital, it 'd been a few weeks. My intention today was to slip into a sense of unity with my mother and tell her about my miracle, but no instead Xander had come butting his way into my life.

'Xander you need to leave.' I spoke quickly grasping my towel close to me defending my body.

'Hello to you too, what have I done now?' He said retreating and thankfully for once listening to me.

'Nothing it's just I'm expecting someone else!' I said practically pushing him out of the door.

'What? Lucas?' He asked suddenly eager to come inside.

'No not Lucas! Now go!'

'Oh sweetie don't make him leave on my behalf.' My mother said squeezing past the both of us and into the living room, detonating a toxic bomb of disaster in my brain.

Xander looked vaguely excited and followed her over to the sofa.

'So Zofia, who's this?' She dug into her purse fetching her lipstick out.

'A friend.' I muttered.

'Friendly enough for you to be only covered by a towel in front of him?' She laughed snottily.

'I just had a bath before you two decided to barge in on me!' I defended myself hastily.

'What's your name then boy?' My mother directed away from me.

'Xander.'

'Go and get dressed love I don't want to see you in this state.' She said shrugging me off.

'I'm not a child, mother, I can decide how I present myself.'

'Go put some clothes on you're acting like a slut.' She sneered.

'He's a friend!'

'I highly doubt it, you'd tell me about your friendship otherwise.'  And I  thought it would be a good plan to console in my mother and explain my situation, maybe not seeing her for 9 months would be a better plan.

'I'm entitled to have friendships without your consent.'

'Whatever you say, go get dressed.' She croaked.

It was tempting then and there to drop my towel on the floor, that would give my mum a shocker, instead I decided to be sensible and scornfully threw on some clothes as quickly as possible.

I was trying to put my clothes on so quickly my hands tremored, I didn't think Xander would deal well with my mothers reaction if he accidentally let slip about the baby situation.

Still pulling my top over my hips I half jogged into the living room expecting to find Xander and my Mother locked in a battle, instead I found them laughing loudly at a joke I had somehow missed.

'And she just slipped through the seat! Splosh!' Great, mother was already letting loose of my childhood tragedies, laughing at my mistakes, what was I thinking I couldn't confront my mum.

'Thanks for that.'

'What? Friends can hear embarrassing stories.' She smirked.

'You're right then can. As can mothers.' I didn't want Xander and my mother getting on, I wanted them to feel my pain.

'You have embarrassing stories Xander? Oh do share!' Mother squawked clucking her business out of her own nest.

'No mother, I'm the one with the embarrassing stories.'

'Ones that I don't know of already?' She laughed.

'You aren't here for every moment in my life.'

Xander looked at me concern creeping onto his forehead.

'No I'm not, go ahead tell me this shame-worthy story!' My mother crossed her perfectly toned leg over the other placed, her elbow on her thigh, then rested her chin in her well manicured hand.

'Do you like Xander?'

She glanced at him with a crimp in her lip. 'I don't know him--'

'I'm having a baby and he's possibly the father.' I interrupted unable to hold onto the tension.

'You said he's just a friend? Possibly?' She snorted.

'We aren't more than friends.' I said watching Xander's face turn red.

'Possibly the father? Zofia please tell me you're better than a street whore!'

'He's possibly the father, that's all I'll divulge until further notice.' I said looking proud on the outside but smashed up into little pieces on the inside, my mother would never be the supporting women I wanted her to be.

'You? You're going to be a mother?'

'When have I ever shown you that I would otherwise be incapable?!'

'Countless years of immaturity.' She muttered.

'No, you know what I've been nothing but mature since I left home and you know it. This is the first time I have had the chance to live my life freely, it was a mistake sure, but I'm going to create the best miracle ever.' I smirked hand protectively on my stomach.

'If that's the way you see it.' Mother laughed turning her back on me and towards Xander.

'Get out.'

'I beg your pardon?' She choked.

'Get out of my house!'

'You can't force me out of your home I'm your mother.'

'I'm extremely sorry but right now you aren't acting very motherly, you can come back when you've learnt that maybe I need some support on this. I will not carry on being dictated by you!' I shouted making her rise from her seat.

'If that's the way you feel fine, good luck in becoming a hell raiser you ungrateful bitch.' And so I stood hands on hips as my mother stormed out of my apartment and slammed the door behind her.

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