The MANSION {Madre's Mansion}

Not That Bad;...

"I was wondering what could cause my Desmond to laugh in such a lively manner," she says walking towards Desmond.

"It's been a while since I heard you laugh here my prince," she states putting her hands on Desmond's shoulder.

"You've never heard me laugh here!  There's nothing to laugh about in here!. Even the joke my life has become isn't funny! " Desmond replies with much hate shaking her hands off his shoulder.

Madre just smirks and turns to me. Why doesn't she ever do anything to Desmond when he is so rude to her?

"Sonia, how are you, my love?" She asks as she sits by my legs on the bed.

"I believe I'd be much better if I was home with my family. " I state sternly.

"You see dear if you want to live till the next full moon, don't ever mention your past family here," she warns with a subtle face as she tucks my hair behind my ear. I look up at Desmond only to find his back to us and his head dropped.

I feel tears build in my eyes and anger boil in the depths of my stomach.
"Get well soon my love," she says gently tapping my cheek with her cold fingers. I watch her stand to her feet. As she walks past Desmond;

"We need to talk," he states to Madre and she stops in her tracks. She looks at him and he looks at me and then back at her. I know for a fact they want to talk about me.

"Let's go then," Madre instructs and they both make to leave.

"You better be done eating before I get back. " Desmond warns pointing at me before leaves.

It then hits me. He wants to tell her about that Fratello... Oh no! What if she doesn't believe him? What if the Fratello proves Desmond wrong?. Oh God, please help me.

My stomach rumbles and I recall Desmond's warning. I sluggishly begin to peel the banana in my hand and I let my tongue savor the heavenly feel of good food.  The good food it hasn't tasted in days. I then go for the grapes and then an apple. I have no idea what I'm doing but I don't think this fruit combo is gonna do my tummy good.

I grab the cup of water and gulp it down. I feel the worms in my tummy dance around. Finally happy to find some food. I should really have taken my mother's advice on deworming. Cause now I feel I have a live snake in my tummy and not worms.

I remember when she made me drink a whole jar of milk cause of an ulcer attack and then made me work out the fat. I smile as memories of my mother flood my mind.

I wonder what she's going through now. Who would go with her on her morning runs? Argue with her over giving more love to her flowers than her kids? Hide her bag when she's rushing to work and blackmail money out of her? Stick with her in the kitchen just to steal the first bite of her occasional hot Saturday cookies? Swap her shampoo with dye to give her that funck look she needs to attend that Halloween part she refused to attend but now has to go as she's been given the perfect look!.. Who's... Who's gonna sit her down and discuss mine and Harry's 'happy' relationship for over thirty minutes? whose gonna scream out to her for help when my big brothers get on my nerves?..

I don't realize I'm crying till tears drop down unto my skin. The door opens and I find Desmond in the doorway.
"Let's move madam," he says and I sluggishly climb off the bed after wiping my eyes.

"What did you tell her?" I ask him once we are out of the room.

"What she needs to know," he replies.

"What would happen now?" I question.

"You'd see tonight," he replies and I stay silent. I feel I've been speaking a lot.

"You better head to the clean-up room. " he tells me as we approach the stairs leading to the female  'clean-up room'.

"You call that a clean-up room!?" I ask in alarm.

"If it can stop you from smelling like feet, then it definitely is a clean-up room," he replies with a scrunched nose, and my jaw drops in embarrassment.

"Jerk! " I mutter and he just smirks.

"See you at breakfast," he says as he begins walking away.

"I don't think that an actual expression. Mr. Know it all! " I shout at him. Just to piss him off. 

"Whatever, killer Juliet! " he calls back as he keeps walking.

What a brute!. I smile to myself. Maybe there's a lot under that cold shell of anger he carries about.

I walk up the dreadful stairs. And into the 'clean up room'. ~ honestly, I'd rather bath in their toilet than in here!

"Sonia, are you alright!? I saw what happened? What happened!? " Gabby asks all in one breath as she grabs my shoulder from behind. She startled me.

"Girl! I almost watched my soul jump out of my body!" I scold as I draw my hand up to my chest to steady my breathing.

"I'm sorry, it was just so romantic how he carried you in his arms and..." She stops when she sees the face I'm giving her. I'm pretty sure I'm wearing the same look my mom gives me whenever I break curfew.

She bites her tongue. "Sorry." She whispers. And we both giggle.

"I thought you had a crush on him!? " I question.

"Oh I still do sis," she replies placing a hand on my shoulder.

"Girl, if you were a college course, even the teacher won't understand the module. " I reply and we both start laughing.

"Gabby, I'm scared to ask... But, do you by any chance know how I can clean my mouth up? " I ask.

"It feels like I'm preserving aged cheese in my mouth! " I add. Disgusted with the way my mouth feels.

"Lucky for you! Rachel, Tori, and I have our jackpot mouth cleaning space. " Gabby replies pulling me to my feet by my wrist. She leads me to a part of the room where the wall is leaking clean water.

"Now this is where it gets weird." She says handing me a stick. I stare at it in confusion.

" It serves as a brush and it's very effective! I'd use it if I were you.
Low key, flies seem to flee when you speak." Gabby replies.

I punch her in the arm and she starts laughing. I was told I smell like feet and now my mouth is fly repellent!~wait isn't that a good thing!?. My reputation is going down the toilet!.

I follow Gabby's instructions and my mouth feels a bit cleaner. But my gum feels sore... Really sore!.

"You won't take a shower? " she asks...

"Yeah, I don't think I'm mentally prepared for that. " I reply and Gabby begins laughing.

"Hey, guys? " I hear a familiar voice. I turn to see a person whose company I have slowly begun to detaste.