Chaos Angels

First argument

Sofia-Rose's POV

After this tiring night we woke up by the saturated sunlight which was slowly filling the room. The villa seemed really quiet, we decided to get up and check by ourselves if we were left alone. I walked outside to the wooden terrace where I could catch sight of my mom sitting, legs stretched on the table with her cup of coffee and sunglasses on. She tilted her head back to sunbathe while puffing on something,

      "Mom, what are you doing ?"

I asked her, taken aback to see she was smoking a joint peacefully as though nothing had happened.

         "Wanna take a drag on ?"

She proposed, lifting her sunglasses up on her head holding out the joint to me.

"Mom are you kidding me ?! Of course not..."

"Sofia-Rose you know I hate lies. You better tell me what is that shit ?" She showed me Mya's grinder.

Tara and Mya came outside, they immediately became silent when they saw that I was in hot water. You could tell by my mom's face she wasn't here for joking. Mya noticed that my mom was holding her thing in her tiny hand and now the blame was on me. I could see she was uncomfortable but I never snitch anything and it wasn't going to happen now.

"For God's sake can you answer me?!"

She lost her cool and I got suddenly afraid, it was the first time she was shouting at me.

"I don't know what it is.."

I didn't know what to say but she was going to end my life no matter what I would say, even the truth.

"Are you kidding me ?! I found it in your bedroom, when did you start smoking ? Did you buy it by yourself ?! Don't you remember what I told you about drugs!?"

She set off a hailstorm of questions which I didn't answer, I was so confused to see her take her frustration out on me which made me lose my mind,

"IT'S NOT FUCKING MINE,"

I yelled.

"DONT YELLED AT ME SOFIA-ROSE,"

she yelled back.

I ran away in my room and as I crossed the threshold I cried for what seemed like forever my face buried onto my pillow. I didn't know what to do this shit was so stressful. I was sobbing so hard that I didn't hear someone coming in my room, I felt a hand on my shoulder,

"Sweetie.."
I turned my head,
TARA,"

I jumped into her arms and cried harder on her shoulder,

"I'm so sorry baby, I swear I didn't tell anything."
By the sound of her voice I could hear she was feeling guilty, Tara always protected me.

"I know,"

I said through my sobs, holding her tightly,

"Why are you crying love ?"

She asked me with her delicate fingers on my back, rubbing soft circles. I took a long deep breath and began to regain my composure,