Remember Me?

Midnight Meeting

The next morning when I woke up Emma was still attached to my side, her hair everywhere and a slight grin on her face. She must be having a good dream. Just as I smiled a sharp pain blasted in my head and my stomach twisted.

 "Urgh....wow that really hurts. Now I know what they mean about hangovers." I groaned and slowly tried to pry Emma's restriction on my small form, once she was removed she groaned but rolled over and began snoring once again. I climbed off the bed and made my way down the hall to the bathroom, the house was eerily silent as if not one person was home. Once I brushed my teeth the door opened to reveal Cory, "Oh hey Cory what's up?"

He grimaced, "Kitchen. I'd hurry if I were you."

I instantly knew what he was talking about, taking a deep breath my body led me through the halls and everything I passed made my stomach ache. The hard wood floors were freezing cold underneath my feet, the pictures of my family's smiles made me feel as if they were mocking me, and the smell of coffee hit my nose as I neared the kitchen. When mum had coffee that meant one of two things, 1. She worked late or has to go to work early and 2. She was very upset.

It was Saturday and she never worked on the weekends, so that only left one thing, "Oh God." Once at the door of the kitchen I hesitated not wanting to walk in and take whatever my mother wanted to throw at me, but as if she could feel my presence she cleared her throat.

 "Jenna would you come in here."

Crap, gulping I allowed my feet to enter the kitchen where I saw my mother at our island sipping at her coffee, her dark auburn hair up in a ponytail and her glasses up on her nose all the way. Her eyes found my small form tight against the wall and she closed her eyes.

 "Come sit down Jenna we have to talk." Doing as she said I took the seat across from her but she didn't look me in the eyes but continued speaking, "I'm very disappointed in you and your sister."

 "I know."

 "No I don't think you do." She sipped her coffee and sighed, "I know last night wasn't your fault, I know you're easily influenced and Emma always has this thing over you and it's just..."

 "Emma didn't influence me." I shot back but she keep going.

 "Jenna you're a good girl, you can graduate high school top your class, go to a good medical school, get married, have kids, and a wonderful life." Her words played in my head not able to fully understand.

 "What are you getting at mum?"

 "Jenna I have more hope that you will make something of yourself....."

I glared at her, "What about Emma?"

 "Your sister has no hope she's spent her whole life doing foolish things and being reckless, but you still have a chance." Her smile seemed real but made me feel uncomfortable, maybe even terrified.

 "I don't want to go to medical school, I don't want good the life the way you see it. I want the life I picture for myself, and not the one you want me to live." My breath was coming out in pants after I finished my sentence.

She just sighed, "I can see that she is rubbing off on you, you've never argued with me before."

 "I've argued you just never listen." I whispered and this time she looked me in the eye, she put down her coffee and stared at me.

 "You will of course be punished no matter who's fault it was" she said completely ignoring my last comment, "I've already given your sister her punishment."

 "By telling her she couldn't see Tony anymore?" I questioned.

 "I told her it would be best if she didn't stay with him." She shot back.