Revealed

67. Mama Dee

*Picture of Solane's house*

I had invited some of my old friends over to try and get my mind off of Solane being gone. They all drank. I, of course, knew my limits. I only drank one shot. And I threw it up right after. I couldn't do it. Not to Solane.

I spend the day at the library Solie always use to borrow books from. I scroll through the shelves and laugh to myself. Solie has probably read all of them already. It makes me relax to know that a piece of her is still here.

Though, it's getting late. I have to make my way home now. But I'm going to be back tomorrow.

When I reach home, I notice how the front door is locked. I haven't been doing that for the last few days. My mind just wasn't there. It's suspicious. Searching for my key in my purse, I slowly open the door, trying not to let it squeak and make noise.

Once I enter the main hall, I grab a lamp sitting on a nearby table and hold it tightly. The floors make a sound at every step I take. I reach the living room to see a man laying and sleeping on my couch. I nearly knock him out with the lamp, until I see a girl sleeping peacefully in his arms.

"Solane?" I whisper. My heart beat starts to race and I drop the lamp from my grasp. The bulb inside of it shatters, awakening Solane and the boy she's with.

I stand there, staring at her, trying to figure out if I'm dreaming or if this is real.

It takes Solane a minute to understand what's happening, as usual. But when sees my face, she quickly gets up and runs to hug me. I'm not dreaming. Thank God. I had thought that the drink was getting to me.

"Mama?! Are you okay? I saw the drinks. I - I didn't mean to scare you. I just - I had to - I had to leave."

I have no words. I don't know how to reply. Solie begins to cry.

"Mama, please talk to me. I'm sorry."

I'm hurt. Looking at Solie, her fresh scars, it hurts. Hearing her lies, it hurts me even more. All this while, I couldn't think about anyone or anything apart from Solie, but now, she's here, and it's like I can't care less. She claims she left on her own, but I know, for a fact, that she was taken. Call it a mother's intuition.

My family was never there for me. My one true love, gone. Lost with the wind. A small child, growing up into an adult, already ready to leave me too so soon. I always knew she wouldn't be able to love me as her own. I hate to admit it to myself, but there is definitely a part of myself that feels the same way. I guess that part just grew once Solie helped me realize that she wasn't always going to be there.

"Mama..."

I notice the necklace I gave her around her neck. I look into Solane's eyes and then down to the locket. I place my hand on it and look back up at her.

"I still have it. I never forgot you," she says in a raspy voice. The boy standing behind her watches as if I was going to attack. He seems ready to take me down if he had to.

I open the necklace and sadly shake my head. The other side is still empty.

"Solane.. I realize you are eighteen, and you can come and go when you please, but that stunt you pulled, could've given me a heart attack. And I don't mean it figuratively."
Solane stares at me in silence.

"You didn't just leave because you could. Something or someone..." I shoot the boy a look that could kill. "... pulled you away. It's not like you to go without speaking to me first."

"Mama I -"

I cut her off. "You knew what I was going through. I'm sorry, but I can't just forgive you for this. I can't just let it go. At least not right now."

With my last words, I walk away from Solie and into my room. I'm surprised as I pass the kitchen and into my room. The whole place is trashed. I never thought it possible from a sweet young adult like her.

I'm not going to hold this against her for her whole life, but as a parent, it's was my job to direct her. To show her that what she did was completely wrong.