Fic (3 years in the past)
"Rebecca Augusta, where have you BEEN?" Alice's face was bright red with the effort to keep herself calm, but she was already failing, her voice getting louder with each word she said. "We were worried SICK."
"I was out," Becca said softly. She knew she should have stayed out longer. Maybe her Mum would have been asleep if she'd just stayed out another hour. Maybe two. Either way, she hadn't and now she was dealing with a raging mother on top of her headache and the coming down from the massive amounts of Muggle drugs she'd ingested. Fuck.
"That hardly answers the question, Rebecca," Alice said, glaring at her youngest child. There was something about that calm manner of answering-but-not-really that drove her MAD. NOTHING infuriated her like that, and she knew that on some level, even if it was subconscious, her daughter did it for just that reason.
"Mum, I was out. Period. If you'd like a list of everywhere I went, I'm afraid it's going to have to wait until I've had some sleep, because at this point I don't even remember. Violet and Stephanie and Steph's new boyfriend an I all went out. We danced and we drank and we club-hopped. That's all." Of course she wasn't about to tell her mother about the two men she'd been with, nor about the drugs. She wasn't stupid.
"I'd LIKE to know why my 22 year old daughter thinks it acceptable to-"
"I DON'T FIND IT ACCEPTABLE. I KNOW, OKAY? I KNOW I'm fucking my life up, I know I'm breaking your heart, I KNOW that you don't sleep nights because you're worried I'm going to wind up DEAD, okay? I GET IT. I'm a hurtful, hateful daughter who disappoints you CONSTANTLY. I KNOW." She was trying desperately not to cry, moving past her mother and toward the stairs. She needed to get away. She still had pills in her purse, and if she could just have a few minutes of quiet, she could take them and not have to deal with this.
"That's not at all what I meant," Alice called, but got no acknowledgment.
"I was out," Becca said softly. She knew she should have stayed out longer. Maybe her Mum would have been asleep if she'd just stayed out another hour. Maybe two. Either way, she hadn't and now she was dealing with a raging mother on top of her headache and the coming down from the massive amounts of Muggle drugs she'd ingested. Fuck.
"That hardly answers the question, Rebecca," Alice said, glaring at her youngest child. There was something about that calm manner of answering-but-not-really that drove her MAD. NOTHING infuriated her like that, and she knew that on some level, even if it was subconscious, her daughter did it for just that reason.
"Mum, I was out. Period. If you'd like a list of everywhere I went, I'm afraid it's going to have to wait until I've had some sleep, because at this point I don't even remember. Violet and Stephanie and Steph's new boyfriend an I all went out. We danced and we drank and we club-hopped. That's all." Of course she wasn't about to tell her mother about the two men she'd been with, nor about the drugs. She wasn't stupid.
"I'd LIKE to know why my 22 year old daughter thinks it acceptable to-"
"I DON'T FIND IT ACCEPTABLE. I KNOW, OKAY? I KNOW I'm fucking my life up, I know I'm breaking your heart, I KNOW that you don't sleep nights because you're worried I'm going to wind up DEAD, okay? I GET IT. I'm a hurtful, hateful daughter who disappoints you CONSTANTLY. I KNOW." She was trying desperately not to cry, moving past her mother and toward the stairs. She needed to get away. She still had pills in her purse, and if she could just have a few minutes of quiet, she could take them and not have to deal with this.
"That's not at all what I meant," Alice called, but got no acknowledgment.