Chapter Ten
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I was freaking out a little, I hadn't seen my mother since I was 7. I only received post cards from her on my birthdays and honestly they were the shitties of cards, so to know that she would be making her way to see me after so long I didn't think I wanted to answer the door. After promising my Poppa that I would behave myself when she showed up, I called Nadia up and told her what I was told and asked her to stay with me while I dealt with it. She agreed and I was relieved, she helped me clean up the house and hide the four bodyguards off in a tv room by hooking up a game system.
When it was finally time we sat waiting until the doorbell rang, I held my breath as Jason led a woman into the room. Nadia squeezed my hand and I finally breathed, in front of me stood a woman in her late 30s, she had long blonde hair, blue eyes and tanned skin. A woman who clearly had lived her life to the best as if her child hadn't been sent away to never know the love of a mother, to never hear from the woman who gave birth to her. I tightened my grip on Nadia's hand as my anger built up at the woman who stood in front of me...the woman who abandoned me all of a sudden shows up to see me, I felt a thump against my shoulder and looked up to see Noah and my anger turned to irritation and focused in on this man needing to not touch me.
I will deal with him later, I looked back at the woman as she spoke "Hello Catalina." I stared up at her as her chilling voice echoed, She was very thin and her tailored jacket and skirt that went with it made her look snobby. "Do you all of a sudden not know how to speak?" She snapped, I honestly didn't know what to say to her but the way she spoke to me pissed me off to the point that the only thing that I could get out of my mouth was.
"Victoria." And I c****d my head to the side and looked up at her and this seemed to spark a fury in her, as I stood up. "You will call me mother." She spoke.
"I don't know you as my mother." I shrugged, this was true. How do you let your 7 year old child go off to live in another country after something so....so traumatic. Don't get me wrong, I am so thankful that my Poppa raised me in the way that he did. So much strength and value in the world, even in those who most don't seem to feel that they have value or strength, I needed to remember these things when dealing with her.
"I see your grandfather didn't do much to deal with that mouth of yours." She spoke looking around the sitting room as she began to touch things. She walked over to where the pictures sat and went to touch one with my father in it and I stood up "Don't touch him....You don't get that right."
She glanced back at me and her eyes scanned me and she rolled her eyes moving her hand away "Oh put a sock in it, I was married to the man."
Did this dumb b***h just say put a sock in it, I heard Jason from the doorway clear his throat. "What brings you here Victoria?" I spoke and crossed my hands together intertwining my fingers together. "Did you get lost on one of your trips to New York?"
"Despite what you think, your grandfather told me you were here and I've come to catch up and spend some time-" I cut her off.
"Not at all interested in that." I picked up my phone going to walk out of the room and someone moved into the door way and it made me step back, and then it dawned on me and I started to laugh...Not just laugh, but hysterically. Because standing in front of me is none other then Victoria's mini me and clearly favorite child Gabrielle, dressed in a pretty pretty pink dress, blonde curls and tan lines that matched her mothers.
At this point you have got to be f*****g kidding me, the mother has returned with her favorite child in tow to see the child she abandoned, I stepped back and wiped the tears from laughing from my eyes. "Oh this is f*****g great."
Everyone is confused at this point and I crack my knuckles, "Let me guess...The money ran dry." I laughed looking back at Victoria "And the only way Poppa would allow you to have more is you had to make your presence known and you brought your mini me along, THINKING, because I'm assuming you try to think, That it was going to get me to seem a little happier to see you." I looked at her no longer laughing, my face cold and hard.
And when she did not respond it confirmed everything I needed to know, I shook my head and walked towards the door "Thank you for this lovely visit Victoria....But I've got plans."
I looked at Gabrielle who crossed her arms and stood in my way "You shouldn't talk to mom like that."
"Suck a-" I was cut off by someone's hand being placed over my mouth and I growled knowing exactly who's hand it was, "Excuse us."
I tried to move the hand as I was pushed out of the room and towards one of the spare rooms that is on the first floor.
When he finally took his hand off my mouth I glared up at him and the only thing out of his mouth was "Breath."
I wanted to stab him, but I knew he wouldn't let me get away with it so I crossed my arms and leaned back against the door closing my eyes and taking a deep breath.
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