Against All Odds

Chapter 46

Amara P.O.V.

I made my way downstairs, hesistant about being home. Daddy dropped me back home last night, when mama was sleep, so this was the first time I would be seeing her since she made me leave.

I stepped down the last step, slowly walking into the kitchen, where I knew she was.

She took a sip from her coffee cup, and turned around, facing me.

"Morning." I mumbed. I stepped around her, opening up one of the cabinets.

"Morning." She said lowly. I grabbed a bowl out the cabinet, and pulled out a box of cereal, sitting them down on the table.

"Sit down." She demanded, sitting her cup of coffee on the table. I looked down at my bowl and cereal and sighed, not even bothering to get my milk and spoon. I slowly sat down at the table, waiting for her to speak.

"We need to talk." She started. She pulled out one of the drawers and grabbeda a spoon, before opening up the fridge, pulling out the milk for me.

"I don't know what's going on with you, but all of this needs to come to a end." She said, calmly.

"....I talked to your father last night, and he told me the truth behind the situation with Miranda's car."

I swalloed hard, embarrased that she knew the truth.

"...I don't have the energy to yell at you, or argue with you, and this has went way passed the line of just giving you a punishment."

I was silent. ".....There's something wrong, and I wanna know what it is, because your gettng way out of hand."

She took a deep breath, sitting down beside me at the table. "....So." She started. "I took the liberty of calling a therapist, and your starting sessions with her next week."

I slightly frowned. "A therapist? Im not crazy mama."

"I never said you were, but there's obviously something more going on with you, that I can see, and you need the help."

I sat back in my seat, trying to fight the stinging my eyes were doing. "I can yell and scream to the top of my lungs, but now I see that doesn't effect you, and your always gunna do what you wanna do, so we need to get to the bottom of why you act the way you do."

I folded my arms across my chest, not sure what to say. I couldn't tell if she was mad, or if she truly didn't have the energy to be upset with me anymore.

"So you have the option of doing the sessions alone, or with me and your father, it's up to you."

I nodded, keeping my eyes low.

".....Eat your breakfast so you won't be late for school." She wiped the corners of her eyes and quickly stood up from the table, making her way back over to her cup of coffee.

I poured my cereal in my bowl, letting silence fill the kitchen. I glanced over at mama, who's back was turned to me, but I could tell from her movements, that she was sniffiling, and wiping her eyes.

I looked back down in my bowl, pouring my cereal, when loud banging started on our front door.

Mama quickly turned around and frowned, wiping her face. "What the hell?" She sat her cup of coffe down, and flatend out her blouse, before scurring over to the front door.

I stood up from the table, about to walk around the corner to the door, when I heard Alicia's voice.

"Where the fuck is she?!!" She yelled through the door.