One and the Same

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-'It's really stinging, I shouldn't have worn this kind of underwear', -'You want me to see how bad it is?', -'Yeah, sure, when we get home' Gaga sighed deeply trying to ignore the swelling sensation down there, it was terrible.
Gaga helped Lukas bring out the grocery bags from the car, -'MARIA! COME DOWN TO HELP' she yelled, hoping her daughter would come.

Maria wipped her head towards the sound, -'Oh shit, theyre here' she clasped her bra back on and kissed Lopez's lips, -'what should I do then?', -'Just hide under the bed or something' she giggled, and went downstairs to where she was being called.
-'You actually gonna help us-', -'No I came to see whats up with dinner' she chuckled, looking into the bags, Gaga stared at her with a flat face, -'...Maria, will you help me cook dinner or are you just gonna-', -'There's a good movie on TV, thanks for the cookies and the soda mommy' and sprinted upstairs. Gaga followed her with her eyes, -'Sometimes I wish she was really just...I wish she just went with her father', Lukas shook his head, -'Why dont you relax and I'll take care of this' -'And let you burn the zuccini? No way' Gaga chuckled and held Lukas' hands, staring deep into his eyes, -'I'm sorry for being the way I am. And feeling the way I feel, especially in the last few days...', Lukas shook his head and embraced her, -'Dont say sorry. Its completely normal to feel....lost. You're not alone in this. I'm here with you baby', Gaga nodded and wiped her tears with a napkin, -'Okay lets end this tearfest, shall we' she chuckled sadly and looked down, turning on the stove.

-'Your grandparents are coming tomorrow...', -'Fun' Maria sighed, eating some more zuccini, -'What did you do today Maria?' Lukas asked absentmindedly, -'Not much. Michael came in and we kinda like, fucked and stuff. No biggie', Gaga bit her lip in frustration, -'You are fucking grounded Maria', Maria rolled her eyes, -'I'm never grounded. You cant ground me!', -'Maria, dont start. Not on the holy table', -'The FUCK is the holy table? Fuck that, mom. And fuck your grounding', Gaga felt her blood pressure arise, her face was blushing hard, -'Get off the god damn table and go to your room AND STAY THERE. I dont wanna see you for the rest of the day', Maria frowned and just went upstairs, -'Youre always such a bitch, mom'.

Gaga cried desperately on the phone while sitting on the edge of her bed, -'Mommy I dont know what to do. Ever since the miscarriage she's been so rebellious and-and thats not her mom...I know its not her' -'Oh Stef...I dont know what to say, baby', -'You dont have to say anything, i just wanna vent...I think she really just wants to get away and go to Angelo's...', -'If thats what she wants, then maybe-', -'I already lost one baby mom I cant lose the other one!'.

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Maria carefully closed the last zipper of her backpack and checked her phone, -'Yes, Uber's here' she quickly scribbled up a post it and let it on her pillow "GONE TO DAD'S".
She grabbed Tux's little kennel and carefully made her way downstairs in the dead of night.
She could already hear the screams of her mother in her imagination. -'Fuck it'she sighed deeply, ^On my way^ she texted her father.