Once upon a dream

Forbidden

Sitting on my bed reading and texting Jake at the same time. My door suddenly burst open. I quickly put my phone down not wanting my mother to see.

I remember that day like it was yesterday. "What were you doing on your phone sweetie?"

"Oh, nothing just on Facebook." Please don't vibrate, please don't vibrate I silently pray to myself.

A split second later my phone betrays me and vibrates. My mother gives me a look. "What's that?"

"Oh nothing."

"Let me see." "It's just my email that sends me notifications and my phone vibrates."

My mother sticks her hand out and gives me a stern look, "now." I hand the phone over silently knowing the password I put on my phone won't help.

My heart beats faster as my mother scrolls through my phone. The text messages with Jake. Even though I deleted them periodically because my parents would be unhappy with my texting an American boy.

I know ridiculous right?

But I did not delete messages for the past few weeks and it is evident that I like this American boy by the name of Jake.

"We will talk about this later.." my mother takes my phone and storms out my room.

I break into tears, great. She's thinking of a punishment. She was always good at giving the worst punishments.

I couldn't tell you that I wasn't afraid of my mother, but still loved her very dearly.

I knew I was breaking the rules when I gave my phone number to Jake.

Hours go by, my eyes are puffy bags. I hear my name being called from downstairs. "Azaria, come down please."

With a heavy heart I ascend down the stairs.

My mothers words ring out in a loud and clear authoritative voice. Anger flashes in her eyes. "Yes, mother?"

"I am taking your phone away for a month, I never want to see you talking to this boy ever again, is that clear?" "Yes, mother."

"Come here," I approach cautiously expecting the lash of her strong hand to give me a blow to the face like his done many time before.

Instead she pulls me into a hug. I didn't realize my whole body was tense until then.

"Now that's a good girl, you may go up to your room now, no dinner."

I run up the stairs and burst into my room only to burst into tears on my pillow.

"Why does this have to happen to me?" I wail into my pillow to no one in particular.

How am I going to tell Jake? My heart breaks into the same amount of tears that steam down my face. My whole body shakes with the thought of what I have to tell him.

I fall asleep on the bed crying like my life depended on it.

She didn't tell my dad yet...