badcompany_muse - September [Erase]
It was the last straw and Farah had enough. She couldn't believe how someone who had given birth to her could be so cold. Standing there and watching as Bret called her names was one thing, slapping her and basically calling her a whore was another. But to basically lie to another family member and make it sound like Farah ran away to disappear, making herself sound like a victim, that was another. Farah was aware it was most likely her hormones making her react badly but she didn't care. As soon as she was done on the phone with her uncle Billy, she stormed out of her house.
About twenty minutes later she was banging on the door of her mother's apartment, waiting as she heard the television go mute and then nothing before the door opened. Her mother looked surprised to see her and instantly wary, her head tilting, "Farah, what's going on?"
Farah brushed past her, storming into the house and a quick glance into her old room told her that everything had been taken out. But when she walked into the living room, she could see the different pictures of her that her mother still kept up. She started grabbing them, barely looking at her mother who was standing there, shocked. "Farah, what are you doing?"
"You and I are done!" Fury sparked through Farah as she whirled, throwing once picture down on the floor and watching it shatter. Then she threw another, glaring at her mother and stopping her with a look when she stepped forward. Once the pictures were smashed, Farah whirled to face the woman who had given birth to her but she felt no connection to anymore.
"You are to never call me. Never breath my name, never think of me and never say a word about me. As far as you're concerned, you are erased from my life and I am from yours." She stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as fury made the shade of her gaze darker, "I don't even want to think about you anymore."
Then she stormed by her mother before whirling back, "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant. With a girl." She lifted her chin a bit, "And she'll never know what a bitch her grandmother is." Then Farah sailed out, slamming the door behind her. She knew her mother wouldn't chase her, she would be too stunned.
It hurt, of course it did. But Farah wasn't going to sit around and worry. She just effectively erased her mother out of her life, now she could focus on being the mother that her own wasn't.
WC: 436
About twenty minutes later she was banging on the door of her mother's apartment, waiting as she heard the television go mute and then nothing before the door opened. Her mother looked surprised to see her and instantly wary, her head tilting, "Farah, what's going on?"
Farah brushed past her, storming into the house and a quick glance into her old room told her that everything had been taken out. But when she walked into the living room, she could see the different pictures of her that her mother still kept up. She started grabbing them, barely looking at her mother who was standing there, shocked. "Farah, what are you doing?"
"You and I are done!" Fury sparked through Farah as she whirled, throwing once picture down on the floor and watching it shatter. Then she threw another, glaring at her mother and stopping her with a look when she stepped forward. Once the pictures were smashed, Farah whirled to face the woman who had given birth to her but she felt no connection to anymore.
"You are to never call me. Never breath my name, never think of me and never say a word about me. As far as you're concerned, you are erased from my life and I am from yours." She stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as fury made the shade of her gaze darker, "I don't even want to think about you anymore."
Then she stormed by her mother before whirling back, "Oh yeah, I'm pregnant. With a girl." She lifted her chin a bit, "And she'll never know what a bitch her grandmother is." Then Farah sailed out, slamming the door behind her. She knew her mother wouldn't chase her, she would be too stunned.
It hurt, of course it did. But Farah wasn't going to sit around and worry. She just effectively erased her mother out of her life, now she could focus on being the mother that her own wasn't.
WC: 436