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she still had a role to play in my future.
Chapter Six
Left Behind
It was late in the afternoon onthe last day of finals when the dorm room door burst open and hurrican Mattie storned into the place, slinging books and spewing curse words at no one in particular. I raised my arm for cover.
“What’s going on with you?” I asked, quickly tucking away the note I had just received from my mother, and wiping my cheeks.
“Dr. Lawlis is going to fail me!” She all but screamed, landing a fist on her desk.
“Fail you? She can’t. What about your scholarship?” I babbled, knowing what this would mean for Mattie.
“She can. And she is. Said I can make it up in summer session.” Mattie mocked as she grabbed a bottled water from the fridge and flopped down on the floor. She clenched her jaw tightly as tears glistened on her lower lashes.
Whoa. Mattie never cried. Never. Even though they were angry tears, my own troubles were quickly forgotten to see her like this.
I slid off the bed onto the floor beside her, wrapping my arm over her shoulders. I didn’t see the note I had tried to hide under my pillow flutter to the floor, carrying the wad of hundred dollar bills with it.
“What’s that?” Mattie asked, immediately distracted by the pile of money. Looking at Mattie’s tear streaked face, it seemed pointless to try to hide my bad news. With a sigh, I tossed the letter in her lap, and folded the bills back into a neat little stack.
“Faye—Hope you don’t mind us going without you. We would lose our deposit if we cancelled. Treat yourself to something nice and remember we love you. Merry Christmas, Mom & Dad.” Mattie finished the letter, held it up and wrinkled her brow, questioning its meaning without saying a word.
“They’re going on a Mediterranean cruise for Christmas, but it’s six weeks long and we only have three for break,” I sighed, wiping at the tears that dampened my cheek. I hadn’t seen my parents since they shipped me off to St. Anne’s months ago.
She nodded silently and pursed her lips, not needing any further explanation. But I did. Even though I’d known about their plans for weeks it still bothered me that they could discard me so easily. I had lived with it for years, but at that moment, being reminded I was about to face three weeks at St. Anne’s without anyone but the nerdy international students, the loneliness overwhelmed me.
Mattie wiped her cheeks, tossed the letter in my lap and pulled her knees into her chest, hugging them tightly to her. I scooped up the letter, read it one last time, and then wadded it into a ball, landing a prefect bank shot in the trash can. Mattie chuckled.
“You know Faye,” she said, tilting her head as she thought. “Your aren’t the first kid to realize their parents aren’t superheroes after all. I figured out long ago my mom would rather spend her time serving passengers at 40,000 feet than hanging out with me. Did you know she missed my swim meet when I qualified for Nationals?”
I shook my head.
Mattie shrugged helplessly. The next second the determination that burned so brightly in her returned, lighting a fire behind the smoldering grey ashes of her startling eyes. She punched her chin in the air defiantly. “You can cry about what you’ve lost and let it rule your life, or you can deal with it and live your own life.”
I picked at my fingernails, thinking about how right she was. Only it wasn’t my parents abandonment I thought about. Sure, I was disappointed they had discarded me...again. But it wasn’t the loss of a family holiday that bothered me. The loss that consumed me was Dayne. I hadn’t had any say in the matter when Daoine banished me from their world, ripping us apart. Daoine had certainly assumed I would be the type to cry about it. But Daoine didn’t really know me.
I was tired of crying. I was tired of being weak. I had bided my time, and three weeks alone on campus finally gave me the
Chapter Six
Left Behind
It was late in the afternoon onthe last day of finals when the dorm room door burst open and hurrican Mattie storned into the place, slinging books and spewing curse words at no one in particular. I raised my arm for cover.
“What’s going on with you?” I asked, quickly tucking away the note I had just received from my mother, and wiping my cheeks.
“Dr. Lawlis is going to fail me!” She all but screamed, landing a fist on her desk.
“Fail you? She can’t. What about your scholarship?” I babbled, knowing what this would mean for Mattie.
“She can. And she is. Said I can make it up in summer session.” Mattie mocked as she grabbed a bottled water from the fridge and flopped down on the floor. She clenched her jaw tightly as tears glistened on her lower lashes.
Whoa. Mattie never cried. Never. Even though they were angry tears, my own troubles were quickly forgotten to see her like this.
I slid off the bed onto the floor beside her, wrapping my arm over her shoulders. I didn’t see the note I had tried to hide under my pillow flutter to the floor, carrying the wad of hundred dollar bills with it.
“What’s that?” Mattie asked, immediately distracted by the pile of money. Looking at Mattie’s tear streaked face, it seemed pointless to try to hide my bad news. With a sigh, I tossed the letter in her lap, and folded the bills back into a neat little stack.
“Faye—Hope you don’t mind us going without you. We would lose our deposit if we cancelled. Treat yourself to something nice and remember we love you. Merry Christmas, Mom & Dad.” Mattie finished the letter, held it up and wrinkled her brow, questioning its meaning without saying a word.
“They’re going on a Mediterranean cruise for Christmas, but it’s six weeks long and we only have three for break,” I sighed, wiping at the tears that dampened my cheek. I hadn’t seen my parents since they shipped me off to St. Anne’s months ago.
She nodded silently and pursed her lips, not needing any further explanation. But I did. Even though I’d known about their plans for weeks it still bothered me that they could discard me so easily. I had lived with it for years, but at that moment, being reminded I was about to face three weeks at St. Anne’s without anyone but the nerdy international students, the loneliness overwhelmed me.
Mattie wiped her cheeks, tossed the letter in my lap and pulled her knees into her chest, hugging them tightly to her. I scooped up the letter, read it one last time, and then wadded it into a ball, landing a prefect bank shot in the trash can. Mattie chuckled.
“You know Faye,” she said, tilting her head as she thought. “Your aren’t the first kid to realize their parents aren’t superheroes after all. I figured out long ago my mom would rather spend her time serving passengers at 40,000 feet than hanging out with me. Did you know she missed my swim meet when I qualified for Nationals?”
I shook my head.
Mattie shrugged helplessly. The next second the determination that burned so brightly in her returned, lighting a fire behind the smoldering grey ashes of her startling eyes. She punched her chin in the air defiantly. “You can cry about what you’ve lost and let it rule your life, or you can deal with it and live your own life.”
I picked at my fingernails, thinking about how right she was. Only it wasn’t my parents abandonment I thought about. Sure, I was disappointed they had discarded me...again. But it wasn’t the loss of a family holiday that bothered me. The loss that consumed me was Dayne. I hadn’t had any say in the matter when Daoine banished me from their world, ripping us apart. Daoine had certainly assumed I would be the type to cry about it. But Daoine didn’t really know me.
I was tired of crying. I was tired of being weak. I had bided my time, and three weeks alone on campus finally gave me the
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