Beautiful

Unwelcome Visit

Chapter 15

(TW: Mentions of addiction and child neglect)

Monika woke with a groan to the sound of loud knocking on the door.

She groggily pulled on some clothes to cover herself before trudging down the stairs.

"Summer baby for the last time, you don't have to kn-" Monika paused as she opened the door in full.

There stood a slightly familiar woman in wrinkled, yet clean clothes, her hair in a messy bun as she smiled awkwardly.

"Does uh... S-Sayori live here..?" The woman asked timidly.

Monika squinted her eyes at her as she tried to remember where she had seen this middle aged woman before.

"What business do you have with my wife, ma'am?" Monika asked hesitantly.

Marcus slowly walked down the stairs, still getting used to using his leg again.

"Uh, mom? Who's that?" Marcus asked, blinking at the woman who offered a shy wave.

"I'm..." she took a deep breath to keep her composure.

"Madelyn Easton. I'm Sayori's mother." she said finally.

Monika's heart began to race as she finally recalled how she knew her.

Sayori bounded down the stairs wearing just a crop top and some shorts, pausing as sky blue eyes met cyan.

"M.....Mom..?" Sayori asked in a whisper, her heart rising to her throat.

"Hey.... Butterscotch..." Madelyn said softly, smiling empathetically.

Sayori shook her head as her eyes were glued to her biological mother.

"No..." she whimpered, "Get out..."

Madelyn took a step closer, reaching an arm out towards her.

Monika blocked her path, trying to keep the distance between them for her wife's sake.

"I think she would like you to stay at the door... Or leave." Monika said calmly, trying to rationalize with the woman.

Madelyn nodded and stepped back, staying in the door frame.

"Mama... Is that woman really your mom..?" Marcus asked quietly to his strawberry blonde parent.

"Yes, puddles... She is..." Sayori nodded and smiled at him.

"Go upstairs, Marcus..." Monika said sweetly, smiling at her eldest.

Marcus nodded, glancing at Madelyn once more before walking back up the stairs.

Sayori released a shaky breath as she heard his door close and sat on the couch.

"She... She can come in..." Sayori said, her voice trembling.

Monika stepped aside as Madelyn strode into the room cautiously.