Almost You

Guess Who's Back

Chapter 40

Guess Who's Back

"Marley," I called to the girl, who was wrapped in a blankie, she was watching me from across the room. I felt her heavy, confused stare heating on my back.

"Yeah?" She replied, shuffling over, still all-cozy.

I drew the phone back from my ear, covering the speaker so I wasn't heard on the other line.

"Guess who's back?" I grumbled, pointing to my phone. She shrugged, her eyebrows furrowing.

"It's my mother." I sighed, rubbing my forehead tiredly. It was always emotionally draning to talk to her. Honestly, it's like she's still that high school bitch she was.

Marley's mouth dropped, her eyes widening. "What?!" She exclaimed, looking bewildered.

"It's okay." I patted her shoulder. I lifted the phone to my ear.

"Hi... Mother." I said with a false perky tone.

"Sophie darling, how are you?" She squealed in her squeaky tone. But I could tell it was fake. she was calling to rat me out for something. Otherwise she wouldn't even of bothered calling herself.

But here she was, in the flesh. Or.. On the phone. I grimaced.

"Why did you call?" I snapped. I wanted to get to the point. She wasn't fooling me with that utterly fake tone that matched her whole entire fake self.

"Well, can't a mum call her daught--" She started, making herself sound as nice and innocent as possible. It really, really, pissed me off.

"Well, mother ." I drew out the word. "Don't even try. Why did you forgive father for cheating on you? He has a another daughter." I said angerly .

"For the sake of our buisness I decided that it would be best to stay together... And plus, he made it up tp me..." Witch purred sugestivly. I rolled my eyes. That little slut.

I gritted my teeth, I was pratically seething. Noticing this, I took a deep breath, and changed my tone to icy cold.

"Well. That comfirms that I have been raised by a thirty-year old slut." I said icily, my face stony hard.

She made a strange squeaking noise. My lip pulled back into a smirk.

"I'm the slut?" She scoffed. "I know everything about what happened between you and Ryan." She said nastily.

My jaw fell open, my heart skipped a beat. Totally un-expected. I tried to regain my cool, brushing it off.

"Yeah, and how do you know that?" I snarled, shocked at my own tone of voice.

"The MacLean's are our future buisness parteners. We need them to make a decision if they would like to join us on an upcoming project. His parents were very troubled... For they are rather protcetive of their son. And they are furious that you broke his heart in your own sluttly fingers." She spat, enraged.

Ouch. That hurt. I felt myself wince unvoluntarily.

"So, they are a little bit off-terms with us. And we need them to be happier with us. Which is impossible if their son is missing some nights and is mopping around all the time!" That witch yelled. I felt myself panicing on the inside.

"So, you better get back with that boy." She seethed. "or else..."

"Or else?!" I yelled, standing up straighter. "What the hell? I'm eighteen, you can't rule me anymore, bitch. You have fun making that deal, because I am never getting back together with him because my mummy told me too. You can't rule me," My hands curled into fists, once I started, there was no stopping.