Confessions and confrontations

Lucy

Mum stares at me as she waits for me to answer. I contemplate telling her the truth or straight-up lying to her. Who am I kidding the truth will come out sooner or later.

I sigh as I ran my fingers through my thick black hair. This is hard than I anticipated.

“Well,” she urges, “ we ain't in a staring contest Lucy. I don't have all day.”

“ But the doctor said that I need to some rest don't you think you are stressing me out.” I try to persuade her. She rolls her brown eyes at me, what can I say like mother like daughter. I know I got most behavioral symptoms from her. Though she is more vocal than I am but not as rude. A part of me I am slowly working on.

“Don't bullshit me, Lucy.” Her tone is fierce. This is something she won't back off on.

She continues, “ You are a wolf you have already healed the only thing you are staying away from for a few days in practice.”

I wanna run away from her but it's no use. “ But mum!!” I begin to whine.

“Ain't buyin