Broken

Chapter 13

Song- Melanie Martinez~ Dollhouse

I heard the footsteps as they came in through the door.

I held my breath, my body tensing.

Tapping my fingers lightly against the arm rest, waiting.

I was deciding what to say, how to confront her.

It felt strange to be practicing what I wanted to say to my own mother.

I sat patiently listening attentively to the sound of muddy boots against the timber floor.

I fidgeted with my fingers, my thoughts racing through my head.

I watched her open the door handle and walk in to greet me.

She smiled her black hair slicked back perfectly off her face.

"Macy hey? Were just making coffee if-"

The smile fell from her face.

She looked down at me in horror.

I trembled in the armchair, my hands clenched with a firm grip on the bundle of papers.

"Macy-"

"Mom. Why did you do this?" I whispered.

She sat down beside me, setting her hand on my shoulder.

I looked up at her. Disgusted.

I hardly even recognised her, beneath her makeup and her jewellery.

Hiding beneath her glamour and her gleaming smile I saw the vulnerable, fragile women she was underneath.

I was never going to forget who she really was.

"You didn't think to tell me?" I spat bitterly.

My eyes were pricking with tears and I was angry, angry that I was weak enough to allow myself cry.

"This isn't how I wanted you to find out" she blurted out.

"I didn't-"

"When were you planned on telling me?" I choked. "School starts in a week!"

I wiped my cheeks furiously, I felt nothing but fury towards her.

She was taking me away from my school, Omaha High, with all my friends.

I hated St. Anthony's, she knew it.

They were snobby, spoilt teenagers and I refused to accept the fact that I was going to be expected to become one of them.

I looked down at the pages in my hand.

Macy Miller has been accepted to St. Anthony's High School.

My thoughts drifted to Eva and my friends in Omaha High.

Tears leaked from my eyes.

"We were going to tell you and I'm sorry" she sympathised.

She looked at me pitifully.

Did she not get it?

I stared at her coldly, the sympathy in her voice had no affect on me. She had completely betrayed me.

"Were staying here Macy, for good. I'm happy and you seemed happy too. Brian and I think it's the right thing to do. You will settle in St. Anthony's.

I promise."

Lies. I thought.

She smiled promisingly at me and rose from her seat.