Falling for You

Part 29

The constant staring from the girl in corner made me feel uneasy. I didn't know her personally but I recognized her. She was the girl who was making out with Dan in my office on my first day. How could I forget? Her fiery eyes shot daggers into mine. I felt a shiver run down my spine. I looked away from her and walked into the living room which was practically big enough to be a ballroom. I watched as couples danced and chatted with each other. Across the living room, there was a big, outdoor courtyard with a swimming pool, jacuzzi, and perfect view of the ocean and the city. I walked out to feel the fresh breeze of New York air. I looked back to adore the house and saw that there was a balcony at the top. I could tell there was a figure on it, but I didn't know who it was. Someone calling my name snapped me out of my trance.

"Blair". I turned around to find my mother, running up to me. She was wearing a long white gown with white flats.

"Mother, its nice to see you", I said, walking up and hugging her.

"Aww Blair, I haven't seen you in a while. You look beautiful in your dress", she said, returning my hug. I hadn't seen my mother since the time father told me she wasn't my biological mother. Knowing this women raised me even if I wasn't her real daughter pleased me in a way. And now realizing that Bay wasn't my real sister made me feel...happy?

"Blair, I am so sorry that your father is making you marry Daniel. I didn't even know until-"I stopped her from talking. Knowing that this wasn't my real mother, she would say anything about me to all these random strangers. She hasn't even met Heather and she doesn't know that no one is supposed to know that this is an arrangement.

"Mother, keep your voice down. No one here is supposed to know that. Its a secret. Please don't go blurting that aloud", I said covering her mouth.

"Okay, okay, honey bun", she said, smiling with a sad expression. I don't understand this women. Why was she acting so sweet to me?

"Mother?"

"Yes Blair?"

"I know that you are not my real mother", I said, looking into her eyes as I said it. She looked at me with a shock expression.

"He told you?", she asked, surprise in her tone.

"Yes, so you don't have to keep acting like you love me or tolerate me", I said, breathing in some fresh air.

"YOU THINK THAT I DON'T LOVE YOU", she immediately shouted. I didn't expect that from her. I slightly winced from her sudden outburst. People in the crowd started looking at us. The attention from everyone made me feel uncomfortable.

"Keep your voice down, will you?"

"BLAIR HANES, I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU! ALL THESE YEARS, I RAISED YOU LIKE MY OWN. I LOVED YOU THE WAY ANY MOTHER WOULD. DO YOU STILL BELIEVE THAT I AM PRETENDING TO LOVE YOU", she said, her face red with anger. The whole courtyard was quiet. By now, people had their phones out recording us. Some of the photographers from outside were in the courtyard taking pictures of us. I covered my face to block anyone from looking at me. I looked over to my mother, disgust and hurt evident on her face. People had made a circle around us and my mother had joined that circle, staring at me with cruel eyes. I was the eye of the circle. All attention was focused on me? What am I going to do?

"Mother, I am-"

"I don't want to hear it. Your father has already been in one of his moods while you sister has been out late, wasting your fathers money, and now you, doubting my appreciation towards you. Out of all people Blair, you hurt me the most", she said, sobbing. I heard whispers from others saying that 'it was my fault' and that 'I was disrespectful' and a lot of other shit that I thought I didn't care about, but internally felt guilty for. Other women around her were comforting her and soothing her, while she shed continues tears. I don't understand. What did I say and why was she making such a big deal out of it? Not that I ever cared for her like that but I felt bad now.