A Mother's Love [One-Shot]

         A Mother’s Love

                   Have you ever felt a mother’s love? Of course, you have! Because nothing in this world can ever be compared to a mother’s love.

                    “Argh! I hate Mondays!” Selle mumbled as she rolled off her pink king-sized bed. She slowly sat up and the heat of the morning sun greeted her smooth freckled face. She picked up her pink alarm clock and looked at the time. Its 6:45. Her emerald green eyes widened in surprise as she hurriedly stood up, rushing through her bathroom door. Her class starts in seven o’clock and it usually takes more than an hour to fix herself. She should look good every day. Everyone expects her to be. As the Drama club president and the head cheerleader of the cheering squad, it’s no wonder why she must not.

                    “ Miss Selle McGuire? You’re very late, hon.” Mrs. McGuire called out. Her room is just beside her daughter’s. “It’s already 6:55 am. People will surely understand why you don’t look great today.” She added as she walked towards her daughter’s room. “By the way, what time did you come home last night?” she asked gently.

                     “Eleven o’clock, mom” Selle said as she turned around, surprised to see her mother already in her door. “Don’t just sneak up on me!” she snapped. “Why? You don’t have anything here that you’re hiding to me, aren’t you?” her mother asked suspiciously. “N-No! I just need my privacy.” She turned again, trying to peek at her mother’s attire. Her blue suit looked perfectly fit on her with matching black slacks. Her face looked young with her black mascara and pink lipstick. It's just a simple make-up but the way her mother looks, at the age of forty-five, she’s still absolutely beautiful.    

                  “Isn’t it too late for a young girl to wander around the street without elders in the middle of the night? Remember, the world out there is never safe especially for kids like you.” Her mother said as she tied her copper curled hair in a ponytail.

                        “Mom, we’re not kids anymore. And I’m fifteen! I’m a teenager,” she said picking up her pink Hermes bag and storming out of the room. Mrs. McGuire followed her as she walked downstairs. “Don’t raise your voice on me if you don’t want to be grounded for a month” she said in a warning voice. Selle didn’t listen, instead she sped up, walking swiftly down stairs. “And be careful! You might fall and hurt your knee, darling!” she added, but Selle didn’t even bothered to slow down.

                        They were in the garage when Mrs. McGuire offered to give Selle a ride, as if she has a choice. On their way to school, it’s a complete silence. No one dared to speak a word. Just the sound of the engine and their music. “I know you’ve been taking, afraid to hurt again. You fight the love you feel for me instead, even if….”

                         “What a boring song! Change it, mom.” Selle demanded. “No! This was your dad’s favourite, just listen to it,” Mrs. McGuire said, covering her hand, trying to protect it from her daughter. “I’m glad you can still remember his favourites, even if you killed him”, Selle said. Then a complete silence. Her mother froze. “You know I didn’t, don’t you?” Mrs. McGuire asked her daughter, reaching for her hand but Selle immediately moved her hand farther, where her mom can’t reach it. “ I don’t know. That’s what you told me. But as what they’ve said, don’t just believe in anything you hear.” Selle said, turning her head towards the window. She silently looked at the fields that they pass. Finally, they arrived. Selle was opening her door when her mother spoke, “Aren’t you forgetting something?”. She paused for a moment then it struck her. She looked at her mother who is sweetly smiling at her. She rolled her eyes. “Mom, we don’t kiss our mother nowadays, it’s disgusting! And I’m not a kid anymore, stop treating me like one!” she said, climbing out of the car and slamming the door closed.