When I got home I made myself some hot tea and I took big piece of the chocolate cake, which I found in the fridge. I took a first bite, when my mom got home. She was laughing talking to somebody on her cell. She removed her boots and coat in the hall and walked towards me. She did blow me a kiss and walked direct to her bedroom passing me by. O.K.? It took her few minutes to get back to me.
"Michaela," She kissed me on cheek. "How was your trip?" My mom smelled like a prostitute. She went to the fridge and took the rest of the cake.
"It was fun.."
"How was the weather over there? It was freezing here.."
"It was cold, but not as bad as I thought." I was watching her putting the cake on the plate. "There is still some hot water if you want some tea."
She made herself white peach tea and sat next to me.
"What are you wearing Mom? It smells way to strong."
"It's Opium..."
"No kidding ,huh? I'm already high just talking to you for few minutes.."
My mom smiled and took a sip of her tea. "I needed some nice perfume..You should buy some new one.."
"Why?"
"So tell me about your trip..Did Peter like it?" Peter? Oh yeah, she don't know we are not together anymore..
"He was not with me.."
My mom looked surprised. "Really? Who you've been with?"
"Camille.."
She was thinking for sometime.."That dorky looking girl from high school?"
"Yes."
I was almost done with my cake. My mom talked about my brother, about her work, but she did not really asked more about my trip or why Peter was not with me in Amsterdam.
I was watching ceiling in my room as I was laying on my back in my bed. I was not happy..Well, i think I was lost..I had two more weeks at work..I need job ASAP. ..
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RomanceI was not born a bitch, i became one..thanks to you.. He pulled my hair back, i felt his breath on my neck.."You like to play, huh?" I whispered feeling his desire..He looked in my eyes..I could see the fire in his eyes.."..than you will cry." I sai...
