Between the Lines (Catradora Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen: "Older."

Leoparina's (POV)

The cool night air filled my nose and through my hair as I sat outside on Adora's balcony. My thoughts were still all over the place after learning Adora was my mom too. My thoughts were like a steam train, chugging along through my head without rest. I was so confused. Despite my mother's explanation to why she lied to me all these years, I still wasn't happy with her. She was being incredibly selfish! She didn't want to tell me about Adora cause she was worried about me being taken? More like she just wanted me for herself! To shape me into something I was never going to be. Who does that? I guess my mom does. I sigh and walk back into the bed room, and the sounds of my parents yelling could be heard through the door. I walk over to the door, and put my ear to it for a closer listen.

"I can't believe you lied to her all these years, Catra!" 

"Says you! Did she suck on your tits when she was born? No! No she didn't! As far as I'm concern, she only has one mom!"

"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even have her!"

"So you admit that this is all your fault?" 

"What?! No! You came to me first, and then I got you pregnant! If anything it's both our faults! I'm just pissed that you didn't bother to tell me about her!"

"I knew if I told you about her, you would try and take her!"

"You're so selfish!"

"Drop dead! You know I'm right!" I sigh and pull away from the door. My ears flatten to the sides of my head as I walk to Adora's bed. I flop on the bed and stare at the ceiling. I reach in my pocket for my catnip, but when I reached my right hand for it, I remember that I was out.

"Crap." I groaned to myself. I sit up straight and turn my head to the door. The yelling and screaming from my parents could still be heard. It was as if no matter how far away from the door I was, I could still hear their screaming and yelling.

"It's hard to believe those two actually got a long at one point." I turn away and tuck my legs in. I rest my chin on my knees, and wrap my tail around myself. I sigh again as I heard my parents scream again.

"YOU CLEARLY DON'T KNOW WHAT IS BEST FOR HER!"

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR HER?! YOU WEREN'T THERE FOR HER MOST OF HER LIFE!"

"CAUSE I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT HER! IF I DID, I WOULD HAVE DONE EVERYTHING I COULD FOR HER!"

"AND YOU'RE SAYING THAT I DIDN'T?! I GAVE HER MY EVERYTHING! HELL, SHE IS MY EVERYTHING!"

"CATRA! SHE'S MY DAUGHTER TOO, AND YOU KNOW DAMN WELL THAT SHE'S A PRINCESS. I GUESS YOU DIDN'T BOTHER TELLING HER THAT EITHER!"

"YES I KNEW!"

"THEN WHY RAISE HER IN THE FRIGHT ZONE?!"

"SHE WAS FINE! NO ONE HURT HER! I WAS THERE TO PROTECT HER! UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE I KNOW! BESIDES, WITH SCORPIA AND ENTRAPTA THERE, IT'S NOT LIKE HAVING ANOTHER PRINCESS THERE WOULD CHANGE ANYTHING!"

"YOU'LL NEVER LET THAT GO WILL YOU?"

"NO I WON'T! JUST LIKE YOU WON'T LET GO THE MOUSE THING!" I cover my ears and shut my eyes. I was so sick of hearing it. They weren't talking, they were fighting. And over me. It was like they didn't even really care about me. It was like they only cared about who they thought was right. But it sounded as if neither of them were right. Finally their screaming got quieter. They were still yelling sure, but not nearly as loud. Thank God. I open my eyes, and hug my legs again. 

"Just think happy things! Think of what makes you happy!" I tell myself over and over again, "Just do what makes you happy! Think happy things!" I hug my knees tighter as an idea came to mind. When I was little, Mom and I would sing songs when I was down. 'I always did like to sing, and maybe singing could be a good way to drown out the yelling?' I smile at that thought. I clear my throat, and start to sing to myself. It wasn't anything special, if fact, I made it up as I went along.