So the girl I asked for help with a few days ago? I texted her this morning if she wanted to get together sometime, and she took A VERY LONG TIME TO RESPOND! I HAVE 10 PANIC ATTACKS!!! But she responded and said yeah! So now I'm having an 11th, 12th, 13th, and 14th panic attack.
Your POV:
"Hilary don't jump on her! Oh shit." Brianna sighed.
Hilary sat up.
"You ok in there Haley?" Kacey asked. Haley gave a weak thumbs up.
Hilary climbed out of the bouncy house.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I looked at her.
"I got excited." She looked down.
"Y/N!"
"Who the hell is that?" She asked.
"That is my mother." I sighed. "Hey, mom. What are you doing here?
"Mal invited me."
"She did? I didn't know." I looked at my friends. "I'm glad you came."
"I am too."
"This is very awkward."
"Brianna." Kacey slapped her.
"Let's go somewhere else." I walked away with my mom. We walked away from the party. "So. You came to my birthday party. You haven't acknowledged my birthday in years."
"I know. Believe me, I know what a terrible mother I was. I wasn't there for you, I didn't show you that I loved you like a mother should. I know nothing I say or do will make up for 21 years. But I want to start fresh with my daughter."
"Look. I know we talked and everything when you came to see me at school, I appreciate the house and the car, I appreciate you coming today, but 18 years of hell. A house doesn't fix that. A car doesn't fix that and showing up to my 21st birthday party definitely doesn't fix that. I'll talk to you, I'll be civil with you, but you had a chance to have a fresh start with me years ago. I know dad was the worst, but you also pushed me away. He kicked me out, but you never had time for me. I broke my arm during recess at school and you sent your assistant to the hospital cause you didn't have the time."
She looked down.
"I have all the family I need, right there." I pointed to the party. "Mal's teammates are my best friends, a few are like sisters. Her parents and family took me in and have supported me since the day they met me. Hell, even the hockey team." I laughed. "You can stay and enjoy the party, but don't tell me you want a fresh start. You lost that chance." I walked back to the party.
"How'd it go?" Kelley asked.
"She shouldn't have come." I pushed by her.
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Different Worlds (Mal/You)
FanfictionUCLA was everything I thought it would be. The team was even better. 18 years old. US Soccer player, Olympian, UCLA student. It feels like a lot, but it feels like nothing. Who am I? I'm Mallory Pugh, but you can call me Mal.
