DOES YOUR MOTHER KNOW

Tanya: 

                             some  may  say  that  the  blonde  TRUSTED  too  easily,  that  the  situations  she’d  gotten  herself  into  in  the  PAST  could  have  been  AVOIDED  had  she  just  been  a  little  more  skeptical.  but  that  was  NEVER  going  to  be  the  way  in  which  she  operated  &&  within  a  few  seconds  of  meeting  the  other,  she  trusted  that  she  would  get  the  job  done.  that  she  would  see  an  END  to  the  divorce  that  was  currently  BLEEDING  HER  DRY.  ❝   i  hope  so,  i  really  do,   ❞  she  sighed,  lithe  fingertips  coming  through  flaxen  curls,  HEAVY  SIGH coming  to  pass  her  lips  as  she  did  so.  && she  KNEW  that  the  other  had  dealt  with  this  before.  dealt  with  DIFFICULT  opposition, &&  as  such  came  to  settle  her  mind  marginally,  for  she  didn’t  have  the  ENERGY  to  keep  this  up,  she  wanted  to  move  on,  get  on  with  her  life  && focus  on  anything  but  sam  carmichael &&  his  petty  ATTEMPTS  to  call  this  divorce  off.  ❝   but  you  can  really  get  this  done  in  a FEW  WEEKS  ?? ❞  the  song  bird  questioned,  ocean  gaze  rising  once  again  to  draw  attention  to  the  woman  currently  stood  before  her.

             SHE TOOK A SEAT IN ONE OF THE chairs while she placed her purse on the chair beside her, glancing over the papers she then placed on the table while she pursed her lips. “ people don’t really like to mess with me for long, if he knows what’s good for him, he’ll accept the first deal we hand over to them.” she shrugged slightly, nodding for her to sit down on the other side of the table before she poured some water into two glasses, smile staying on her features while she turned her attention to the blonde. “ now dear, is there something specific you want out of the divorce? property? memorable things? alimony? ”

          ❝   𝐚𝐡,    𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭–   ❞      fingers  lace  among  the  other’s  slowly,    as  the  other  hands  grips  the  back  of  her  head  in  a  move  of  singular  intimacy.    in  the  shape  of  careful  caresses,    minerva  offers  comfort      /      she  had  known  the  other  for  quite  some  time  now,    and  it  wasn’t  hard  to  notice  how  tiring  that  job  could  be.    there  was  no  free  moment:    one  could  only  be  a  minister  of  magic  in  constant  shift.      ❝    there  is,  yes–    and  it’ll  still  be  there  when  you  find  the  time  to  see  it  with  your  own  eyes.   to  conquer  it,    for  i  know  it’s  exactly  what  you’ll  do.    ❞

              WHAT IF SHE WASN’T RIGHT FOR this job. she supposed people wouldn’t have chosen her if that was the case but she couldn’t help but feel her doubt build up, after all, she now cared for a whole world of magic and it was her job to make sure everything was in order. her chin found the other woman’s shoulder, eyes fluttering shut while she took a deep breath. “ what if i can’t do this, i can’t bear to think it’s my fault if anything goes wrong. ”

       That was the most Tanya cause of injury he could’ve come up with. Injury by go go boot. He was gentle as he could be as he looked over her wrist. It was blue but as he felt around, putting slight pressure on the joints - he felt no breaks. “Broken, no. Though I do believe you’ve sprained it. Due to the pain still lingering and the obvious discoloration - it’s more than a minor sprain. You’ll have to wear a splint for a few weeks and ice every few hours.”

                            NOPE.  NO.  this  wasn’t  how  donna  was  letting  this  END.  with  tanya  walking  away  from  her  like  this,  walking  away  from  everything  they’d  built  over  the  last THREE YEARS  because  donna  had  made  a  MISTAKE.  a  mistake  that  she  could  only  apologize  so  many  times  for  before  the  other  woman STOPPED  LISTENING. oh, if  she  could  turn  back  time,  if  she  could  UNDO  this,  tell  the  other  how  she’d  felt  before  she’d  stepped  on  that  plane,  before  she’d  left  her  back  in  england,  she  would.  for  her  HEART  was  walking  away  with  the  brunette,  for  no  matter  how  she  felt  about  her  now,  tanya  chesham - leigh  would  always  have  her  heart,  it’d  ALWAYS  be  hers,  that  was  just  the  way  it  was  &&  the  song  bird  wouldn’t  have  it  any  other  way,  no  matter  how  much  it  came  to  HURT  now.

                           but  it  was  as  tanya  STEPPED  OVER  HER,  fled  down  the  stairs  that  donna  instantaneously  stood,  following  behind  her  in  quick  succession,  for  she’d  FIGHT  for  her  with  every  breath  she  had,  with  ever  fibre  of  her  being.  ❝   i  love  you,  tanya.  &&  i  KNOW  that  you  may  not  BELIEVE  me  right  now,  but  i  do,  i  will  always  love  you,   ❞  she  exclaimed,  coming  to  a  stop  just  before  the  brunette,  tears  marring  her  countenance  as  she  did  so.  ❝   please  stay,  please,  ❞  she  whispered  now,  lithe  fingertips  dropping  to  her  still  flat  abdomen.  how  could  she  do  this  ALONE  ?? how  could  she  do  this  without  tanya  at  her  side  ??  for  if  she  did  LEAVE,  donna  would  have  nobody.  nobody  but  the  unborn  child  growing  inside  of  her  &&  she  just  didn’t  know  whether  or  not  she  was  STRONG  ENOUGH to  deal  with  that,  —  she  really  didn’t.  

            WHAT DID DONNA WANT her to do? stay here now, when her heart had been broken into millions of pieces? she had gotten an apology, she had seen that donna regretted things but it didn’t fix it, did it? the blonde knew the feeling of being cheated on, the feeling of losing trust of someone you love. wasn’t that what had happened between her and sam? wasn’t that how the story went. that she felt awful about what she had done to sam’s fiancè but what did she feel about what she had done to tanya? she didn’t want to think about it, she didn’t want to stand here anymore and listen, listen to i love you’s, listen to when donna begged her to stay. 

           “ what do you want me to do ” she turned around, eyebrows furrowing while the tears suddenly stopped falling, blue eyes going confused instead. why did donna insist on hunting her? why couldn’t she just realize there wasn’t anything left to fight for. “ no, seriously donna what do you want me to do? stay like you did with sam? you didn’t stay with him after he had done this to you ” she clenched her jaw, eyes closing while she took a deep breath. “ i want to go home... you know all i wanted was for someone to be different, for someone to love me... i was a fool for thinking that i had found that.”

         snuggling close to her aunt, eyes closing for a moment, the girl tried to make her feel better.    “  i wanted to visit you sooner but mommy said i couldn’t.  ”    she complained, feeling a little guilty that she only had the chance to see her now. maybe if she had been around sooner her aunt would have felt better much sooner. the girl didn’t understand this whole situation, didn’t know what exactly happened that caused her aunt to be in such a state. it didn’t even matter, not when she could now try to make her feel better, if only for a while.

         holding her aunt close, sophie shifted a little more, trying to find a more comfortable position.    “  will you come to kalokairi with us? maybe you would feel better, we can play at the beach, i can show you what mommy and i did…  ”    her mother always used to tell her the island was a magical place, didn’t that mean it could make her beloved aunt feel better?

             HER WHOLE SOUL ACHED she had been the one pushing away this meeting, pushing it away to protect the two people she cared about more than anything. what was she supposed to do other than to push both donna and sophie away from her, from the life she had lived with her former husband. she couldn’t have involved them in that, she didn’t want him to know what they looked like. lord knew what he could do. 

                       IF  SHE  WERE  TO  BE COMPLETELY  &&  UTTERLY  HONEST  with  herself,  the  young  blonde  was  in  the  utmost  certain  that  she  was  going  to  get  along  wonderfully  with  the  other.  not  that  she  didn’t  TRY  to  get  along  with  everyone  that  she  came  to  meet, of  course she  did.  but  there  was  just  something  about  her  that  had  CONFIRMED  it  the  moment  she’d  walked  through  the  door.  however,  it  was  at  the  brunette’s  QUESTION  that  she  sat  up  once  again,  curls  mussed  more  so  than  USUAL,  which  she  didn’t  think  was  POSSIBLE,  but  donna  sheridan  always  managed  to  achieve  the  impossible  one  way  or  another. && it  was ocean  gaze  that  settled  'pon  the  taller  with  head  canting  marginally  as  smile  grew  IMPOSSIBLY  wide,  almost  akin  to  SUNSHINE,  itself.  ❝   god,  food  sounds  so  good  right  now,  ❞  the  song  bird  replied,  tones  that  had  once  been  heavy  with  breath  now  comparable  to  HONEY as  she  spoke.  

                            ❝   do  you  like  PIZZA  ??  i  could  totally  eat  an  entire  pizza  to  myself  right  this  second,  ❞ she  exclaimed,  light  laughers  slipping  from  between  pink  lips  as  she  shifted  so  that  she  could  cross  her  legs  properly,  ATTENTION  never  once  leaving  that  of  the  other.  ❝   you  know,  i  think  i’m  going  to  live  off  of  it  for  the  next THREE  YEARS,   ❞  she  joked,  although  she  was  sure  that  a  part  of  her,  perhaps  LARGER  than  the  other  expected,  was  being  GENUINE  about  that.  for  being  on  the  road  with  her  mother  for  the  majority  of  her  life.  donna  had  NEVER  learned  to  COOK,  not  past  that  of  the  basic  skills,  anyway,  something  she  REGRETTED  deeply  now  that  she  was  living  away  from  HOME  for  the  first  time  in  her  life.  

             ROOMMATE THREE WOULD ARRIVE LATER that night, at least that was what she had been told when she had gotten the key to their room. it got her and donna some chance to get to know each other first, not that she didn’t think she’d like the blonde, she knew she would but it might be good for them to have at least one dinner on their own. what she hadn’t expected was that pizza would be the topic of conversation, she didn’t mind ut of course but the passion the blonde seemed to have from the dish was something she had never seen before. 

            “ i-i don’t think i ever had pizza ” she furrowed her eyebrows, lips pursing while she nervously played with the ring on her finger. it wasn’t like she never had the opportunity to have it, she had just chosen not to. hand absentmindedly stroked over the fabric of her shirt, a sigh passing her lips while she forced a smile to spread across her lips. “ we can eat pizza, that sounds fine to me ”