I'm NOT A Baby Anymore

Chapter 8: Not With My Baby

Greg grinned anxiously at the three Diamond woman, the blonde with the long hair was giving him a deadly glare. The one with the golden eyes was eyeing him with suspicion and Pink's mom was just emotionless and watching him like a hawk. A mama hawk to be exact.

He tugged on his black turtleneck, cursing his only semi nice shirt for being so hot. Pink was chatting with Peridot and Ruby about some class they enjoyed. Sapphire gave him a sympathetic smile before she resumed gracefully eating her pasta. Pink touched his hand in comfort before she took her own fork and speared a noodle.

"So Greg tell me how do you know my little starlight?" White's question causes him to startled and slightly choke on his water he'd just sipped. Ruby leans over pounding his back as he coughs.

"Greg goes to school with me and is -" before Pink can come up with a reasonable lie to avoid her family instantly hating him, or in Blue's case hate him any more than she already does.
"I'm in a band with our friend Amethyst." He casually states and White looks down at her daughter unamused.

"And where is this Amethyst tonight? I thought I was meeting all of your friends tonight Pink?" Her mom demanded and Pink fiddled with her napkin, twisting it nervously in her hands.
"She couldn't make it tonight mom. " Pink lied softly feeling heavily embarrassed as Peridot frowns looking at her in confusion.

"So were Lapis and Bismuth busy too? " she questioned and White's eyes narrowed further and thankfully Sapphire was her only competent friend apparently.

"My little sister Lapis is on the swim team, I'm afraid her practice must've ran late today. Bismuth worked at the garage today I'm afraid and doesn't get off till late." Sapphire lied so much better than Pink, she looked so calm and truthful. Her mom sighed eyeing her daughter intently.

"Well I expect to meet them later on Pink am I clear?" She demands and Pink begrudgingly nods.
"Yes mother." She whispered bitterly.

"So Greg how old are you?" Blue questions dryly and he straightens up, flashing her a smile.
"Ah well I'm seventeen. " he explained rubbing the back of his neck while nervously chuckling.
"Seventeen are you?" She looks over to Pink darkly and she deliberately avoids her big sister's gaze.

"Um yeah, almost an adult, next year. " he reasoned and Blue looked even more angry at his answer. Pink lowered slightly in her seat.
"Well who would like dessert, Pink, Blue why don't you help me ?" Their mother asked, but both sisters knew that by her tone that she wasn't asking, she was telling.

Both girls stood and made their way towards the kitchen. White told Yellow to hold down the fort before she followed after her daughters. She carefully shut the kitchen door behind herself and rounded on her two youngest daughters.
"Alright I'm only going to ask this once and I expect the truth, what is going on?" She raised an eyebrow when both teenagers crossed their arms and looked away from each other.

All was still for a moment, then Blue bit her lip, her mother deserved to know didn't she? Pink was only fourteen just barely about to turn fifteen.

"Greg is Pink's boyfriend." Blue grumbled without giving her mother eye contact. Pink whirled around in disbelief.
"Blue! You promised!" She sobbed and neither noticed the slightest twitch in their mother's eye.

"I did but that was before I knew he was older than you." Blue retorted defending herself and Pink scoffed loudly at her sister's words.
"Please it's like a two year difference who cares?!" Pink raged stomping her foot in exasperation at her big sister's reasoning.

"I care especially when you're only fourteen, you don't even turn fifteen for another month!" She snapped back, slamming her hand on the countertop closest to her.

"Blue please escort our guests out, I want to speak with Pink alone. " both girls jumped at the sudden command from their mother. To Pink her mother's cool tone and calm vacant expression was far scarier than her just getting angry. Blue looked down at her shoes nervously tugging at strands of her long hair before she slowly scampered out of the kitchen.

"Pink give me your phone please." Her mother commanded in an even tone, slowly Pink removed the device from her back pocket and held it out to her mother skeptical of what she was planning on doing with it.

"Thank you very much for coming. It was nice to meet you all." Blue's voice carried into the kitchen and Pink grimaced as her mother snatched the phone from her hand and slammed it onto the table.

"This is how you repay me for letting you go to public school? By lying to my face?" Her tone is getting more angry with each question and Pink lowers her gaze shamefully.

"I... mom I'm sorry I didn't mean to-" her mother shakes her head bitterly as she puts her face in her hands.
"I don't want to hear it Pink, I'm so incredibly disappointed in you!" She snapped sharply making Pink flinch at the harsh statement.

"Y-you still love me though right mom?" Her voice breaks at the question and White shakes her head.
"Just go to your room, I need to cool down." She orders and slowly and dejectedly Pink complies avoiding her sisters' gazes as she bursts into tears and rushes towards the front door.

If her mom didn't love her anymore then maybe she should just go. Her hand curls around the doorknob, but she falters, where would she go?

"Pink I said go to your room," her mother yelled making her jolt and rush up the stairs tearfully. She locked her bedroom door and curled into a ball, hugging her knees close to her chest as she sobbed so hard she gave herself painful hiccups.

It was awhile before the doorknob was turned in an attempt to open the door. Thankfully it was locked tight and Pink was too miserable to even try to see her family.

"Pink open the door." Her mother's voice sounded strained, tired even. Pink stubbornly remained in her previous position, as she pressed her face into her comforter in an pretty feeble attempt at muffling her sobs. "Starlight I've calmed Yellow and myself down, I just wish to talk." Her mother whispered trying the doorknob once more.

"Go away. I hate you!" Her voice quivers with each syllable and she feels slightly pathetic at her own state. Her mother sighs heavily before her footsteps echo away.

It's quiet for a few moments before her doorknob shakes and then someone picks her lock and the door swings open.

To Be Continued...