(Phoebe's POV)
Bang! Bang!!
I gasped sitting up straight in my bed startled repeatedly. Good night with a racing heartbeat, looking down at my palms to see that it's drenched with sweat.
I keep having the same nightmares.
"No no please" I mumbled as tiers begin to drip down my face.
Slam!
I flinched hearing the front door of the house shut. I look to see the time only to see it was 9 pm. Frowning I wiped my tires away rushed out of bed and went straight downstairs.
As I reach the last step I hear shuffling in the kitchen area.
"Mom!?" I called out slowly heading towards the kitchen.
"In here sweetie!" She called back.
Sighing I make my way in the kitchen "How come you're home so early?" I asked a bit curious, as I take a set on the countertop in the middle of our kitchen.
"Ohh...I thought maybe..you know might as well let my employees go and close up since we're got on the weekend anyways." She says with a shrug as her back was towards me.
My mom owns a coffee shop that is busy mostly every day. So she comes home late quite a lot. She started her coffee shop when she got out of college before she had me. 'The best Coffee shop' in town everybody says which I think is overly dramatic, but hey it is what it is.
"Ohh" I sniffle.
That catches her attention making her turn around to face me "Hey..you okay??" She asked with a frown.
"Yeah.. just been having nightmares...lately" I told her.
"Is it the same ones you've been having?" She asked.
"Yeah," I replied taking in a shaky breath.
My mom walks over wrapping her arms around my neck as I wrapped mines around her slim waist.
"I miss him Mom" I wailed.
"I know...I miss him too sweetheart" As she makes hand motions against my back "I miss him too.."
After a few minutes of silence, we finally pulled apart.
"B" She calls me by the nickname that she gave me when I was little, my dad thought Phoebe was too basic, but I know he loved it anyway. So my mom suggested calling me B since my name has a B in it.
She pauses for a sec I bring my eyes to hers to see what she got to say.
"What, what is it?" I frowned.
"There's something I gotta tell you," she says but nervously bite her lips. I catch that which doesn't put me at ease.
What is going on today?? First Ocean wants to hang out with me all of a sudden -which I have no problem with, but still- now my mom is acting weird..?
"But before I do...I'm gonna go ahead and take a shower" she suggested.
I squint my eyes at her
"Okay?" she implied.
I nodded
"Alright" With that she turns on her heels and left.
After a few minutes of wondering I head over to the living room to watch some TV to pass the time for when she gets out to tell me what she needs to tell me.
"B!!" I hear my mom calls out.
"In here!!" I called back.
As I hear footsteps coming towards the living room "There you are" she says making me turn my attention from the TV to her "Though you were in your room" she added taking a set on our L-shaped couch while I was seated in the middle.
"What are you watching?" She asked but I knew what she was doing.
This little- I thought scoffing to myself.
But I'll play along "How To Get Away With Murder" I laugh at the thought. What a great way to name a show.
"Ohh it's been a while since I've watched that"she shared.
Ohh no she didn't. Narrowing my eyes at her.
"Did they get to the part where they killed her husband?" She questioned.
"No" I replied
But I know who's about to.
"Ohh, because he-"
"Stop!" I shouted catching her by surprise.
"Just stop...I know what you're doing Mom.."
Just as she was about to protest.
"You're stalling" I retort.
She closes her eyes and lets out a puff before opening them again.
I waited until I heard what I didn't expect her to say.
"I'm engaged"
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