So Long, Therese I

Trust

Amber pov

I'm stuck in this huge mansion, with the possibility of being the daughter of a celebrity. I have two choices, stay or leave.

If I stay, I'll extend this unwilling burden I entered. If I leave, I already said I won't.

I will stand by my words no matter what, besides it's pouring rain out there.

I was left alone inside this humongous bedroom, better. I know any minute from now, Angelina would come back.

I've heard the results are up. I'm impatient enough to wait.

Just as I thought, Angelina returned. An estranged expression she had.

I couldn't make out if it was good or bad news. If compatible, I don't know. If not, great.

Honestly, a little bit of me hoped she'd be my mother. I'll finally have a mother, after all, I've longed for years to have one.

There were two mother figures that stood up for me as I grew up, Mrs.Williams and Elizabeth. Just them and they made my life meaningful.

"So as you've heard, the results are here, you're gonna have to listen to me carefully. Do not look at me like that. I want you to cut that anger you hold towards me that comes from nowhere because it won't help." She sat at the edge of the bed keeping her distance.

"Let me guess, I'm not your daughter?" I groan hastily, I hate long explanations. She shook her head, those green orbs not leaving me.

"Ohh, I'm not happy about it either," I say trying to set aside the piercing stares, I watched how uneasy Angelina looked.

What do I do? I didn't know how to take the information in, should I wait for her to do anything? Should I cry? No, why should I?

"Look, I apologize for my unwanted years of absence but if you'd give me a chance to give you the love and support you might need I'll always be"

I couldn't stop myself, I didn't know how I did it but the next thing I knew I flung my arms into her.

I buried my face into her neck as I nuzzled even more to savor the moment.

Her arms always felt safe. Like it was a home I could run into and never fear about anything in the whole wide world.

That was it, I've let my guard down. I knew she needed it, maybe I did too.

"I- I'm sorry." I apologize realizing I might've taken her aback. I wanted to move away, yet she didn't want to let me go.

"Not yet." She mumbles deeply and I sink back to her soothing clutches.

"I've missed you, Therese." Was Therese me? Possibly, yes. She softly strokes my hair from time to time and every time she did it, it told me she was my mother.

"What happens next?" I ask, my voice a little muffled through her neck.

"Do you want to come with me?" The brunette woman looks down at me waiting for an answer.

"Can I try?" Something about this woman was hardly intimidating, maybe the way she talks or the way her skin gently touches mine.

"Do you trust me?" I raise my eyebrows, eager to know what would be her answer.