Lotus |1| The Umbrella Academy

Twenty Seven

Chapter Twenty Seven:

"You want to know why I'm upset? Why I'm always mad or sad or— or"

Lotus was sixteen, standing across from her mother in their living room. She was done being treated like shit, and decided that she'd turn it around and force it back, giving her mother a taste of her own medicine. All she had done was ask why the women was upset, a mood that had been sticking with her for months on end.

"Yes." Lotus was staring at her, "And I want the truth. I'm sick of being treated like shit, every since I was little you've always looked at me like I was- like some sort of disease. I want to know why."

Her mother laughed, "Do you really? Because once I do you'll never see me again, you understand? I don't want to be apart of any of this anymore."

"Apart of what? Being a good mother!"

"You have no idea what I've lost because of you! You'll never have any idea—"

Lotus was fuming, "Because I have nothing! Not a thing to lose. I live in a disgusting apartment that's falling apart, and has been for as long as I can remember. I've been stealing money so I can pay for grocery's for us to eat! Where have you been?"

"Don't you dare—"

"What? Huh? You don't even act like a Mother, and I'm having trouble even remembering the time when you did."

The women shook her head wildly from across from her, "You don't have a right to tell me that. You don't know—"

"Stop saying that! I don't give a damn, ok! Because I can't change that, and if you thought about anything you would've known having a kid was actual hard work."

"If I had a choice, Lotus. I would've never had you. And maybe that's why the universe did what it did, because any sane man wouldn't want you either."

Her daughter frowned, listening, despite her mind telling her to leave. But if she left, that meant that her mother won. And she was sick of losing.

"My parents disowned me, all because of you. I dropped out of school, to take care you. I tried to be a good mother, but I can't. Not to you. You're not normal, you hear me?"

Lotus blinked, what was this argument turning into.

"What the hell do you mean, not normal?"

"Someone told me you were special, but I wouldn't call it that." Her mother laughed, tears welled in her green eyes. "You're nothing but a mistake—"

"How could you say that?"

"Because you wanted the truth. And it hurts, doesn't it."

Lotus took a deep breath, "You are a horrible women and I'll never stop hating everything about you." She never meant that, but in that moment she did. "I don't need you! I can survive on my own, way better than I do now. Without you."

"Do you really mean that?"

Her daughter nodded, holding back tears. "You always talk about wanting to be free. Go flap your damn wings and get out of here."

The women chewed on her lip, nodding slowly. She took once last look at her daughter and frowned, "You want me to be free? If that something you want, flower?"

Lotus froze, her mother hadn't called her that since she was little. Yet, she nodded anyways, not backing down.

"Then I'll go be free." Lotus watched as her mother marched to the front door, only glancing back once. "You've set me free."