-'If your luck had a face , I would definitely punch it .' That was what Andy said after half an hour telling her all what happened that day .
-' Is this your best ? I mean , really ?
-'What you're expecting me to say ? This has been your nightmare for years and you are facing it now .'
-'Ok , if you will keep talking shit then you better shut up .' Her words got on my nerves , maybe because they were so true that I didn't want to accept . ' Taylor and I can both live here peacefully and I can go on my normal life as if nothing ever happened .' I was literally trying hopelessly to convince myself .
-'But you two live technically face to face , you can't ignore your very very neighbor .'
-' I bet you don't even know the name of half of yours.'
-'Yeah , just because they aren't Taylor Scott , and maybe because I didn't fall in love with them when I was young .' Her response was so direct that I felt empty from words .
-'You're not helping .'
-'Get up .' she reached my hand , pulling me up . 'Let's just cook the Saturday dinner and stop over thinking this .'
I barely forgot it was Saturday . Actually , I had the habit to cook dinner every Saturday night and mom was OK with that saying it is a good way to improve my miserable kitchen skills . Miraculously she was right . First she had to support my failures for various Saturdays , then I started to show success . It was an as-slow-as-a-turtle improvement but ... anyway , I did improved .
After a good while , Andy has left and I found myself spending nearly an hour putting all my efforts to prepare two plates for me and my mother . I have to mention that they were miserably not beautiful , but I have to mention also that they were made with love which matters .
I was about to call mom when everything was finally ready when a cracking of high heels was heard from upstairs . Then mom showed up , wearing one of her best dresses , her hair and makeup well done as I've never seen them .
-'You're not going out . Right ? ' I didn't know how I found the energy to speak since all muscles felt paralyzed from surprise .
-'Edward and I will have dinner together tonight .'
I couldn't believe it took my brain all that time to realize how stupid my question was . Of course she was going out . She won't just dress that fancily to have the Goddamned Saturday dinner with me !
-'But you didn't tell me ! I started yelling this time , what I seemed to do a lot these recent days . 'I can't believe I spent all this time to prepare this dinner to keep our fucking ritual and look at you , damn it , you're not showing any fucking slight interest .'
-'I'm really sorry Jules , I didn't knew you're going to prepare dinner . I forgot . She added and I could hardly know if she was sad or even happy thanks to the layer of makeup which covered her face .
-'Really ?!! Are you serious ? You forgot ?' I let a laugh despite myself . 'What the hell did you forgot exactly ? That you have a daughter ? That she matters and that she may probably have an opinion in all this ? ' I drew a big circle in the air with my hands , gesturing the 'all this' .
She didn't seem to answer and it was the breaking point of my patience .
-'Tell me !'
-' Look Jules , we can talk and fix whatever you want , but you have first to stop being self centered , and second stop trying to manipulate every single thing including my personal life and choices .'
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Fairy~Tales
Teen FictionAfter almost 4 years no see , Jules finally meets her old neighboor and one and only childhood friend , Taylor Scott ... And , as always , nothing happens as in Jules' fairy imagination ... Everything turns out the opposite way : her mother decides...