Maximum Ride: Fang's Mother
It's been 10 whole weeks since George apologized. And, honestly, it felt more like 7 years. George just has that feel-good era around him. Well, at least, since I've grown to know him. We've been really helping each other too. I help him with his school needs, like a tutor. He's helping me find a more stable job, because let's face it, I'm gonna need more money.
Today is Saturday, nothing really special happening. I do get to come over to the Enhart's on Saturday, because Elizabeth wants George to associate with better people, and I like being around him. It's nice. Not having to keep up with 'cliques', or fashions finest, or even gossip. Just Emily, George, and me. We something get to go see a movie or just hang out. Life's pretty alright, at the moment.
"Diana." Elizabeth calls from her the sound of her voice, I could tell something was up. I get from the dining room table and go to her.
"Yes, Ma'am?" I peek my head in the door.
"Come in." She gestures to the chair in front of her desk. I walk in, take the seat, and start fumbling with my fingers.
"Is something wrong?"
"Sort of," she crosses her legs, licking her lips, while thought filled her eyes, "Dianna. I want to talk frankly to you. I want you to be rational when you hear what I have to say." My heart started pounding as I nodded in agreement. She let out an exasperated sigh.
"Now, Lord knows I'm glad that you've come here. I'm so happy that you've met our family. But, Dianna, you are a runaway minor. Your parents have most likely sent out search parties, and contacted the police, and have requested global help. And, you just can not continue to be hidden. You have to have your parents."
"Can't someone just adopt me?!" For the first time,I realized my hands were trembling.
"Not unless your parents relinquish their custody of you. Which they're not going to do."
"Why can't I just stay like I have been?"
"I was thinking the same thing. But, I also thought, you're only 14. You still have to go to school. I even thought you could homeschool yourself. You're so bright and intelligent. But, it occurred to me, you have to register for school. And, then I, once again, realized that you are a runaway. Now, I don't mean that in a bad way. Just in the sense that if you were found here, I could get in a lot of trouble."
"But, Mrs. Enhart! You don't understand! I don't wanna go back there! It was a living nightmare! Plus, she'll make me kill my baby!" Ahand furiously wraps over my, still no-show, stomach.
"I do understand. But, Diana, an abortion is illegal at this stage. She can't make you do squat." Elizabeth is being kind, and I know negotiating is what she does for a living, but this was not about to be an argument she'd win. I stand up, slamming my hands down on her desk.
"I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK! Life was terrible! I don't wanna go back there! Don't make me! Do something! You're a lawyer. Please. Please, just help me. " My hands stung from the force that I used to slam them with, and my eyes burn from the tears in my eyes. She looked like she'd seen this scene a thousand times, which she probably had. People pleading for her help as she tried her best.
"You don't understand what life was like with them." I said. My head dropped. This quesy, uneasy feeling washed over my entire body.
"I'll do what I can." Her hand reach over and gently patted mine, "George, I know you're out there. You can come in." Elizabeth looked at her door. George was there. He looked as shaken up as I did.
"Take Dianna, and go watch someTV. I've got some work to do." George took his mother's directions and we went to sit on the couch. It was awkward silence as 'Hey, Arnold' played on the screen.
"Are you okay?" He asks. I nod.
"Do you want me to get youmething?" He asks again. I shake my head.
"Alright then. If you change your mind, I'll be here." I nod again. Not really knowing what he was saying. I just felt sick, and I felt as if my body temperature was 105.
"Actually, could you get me a cold, wet rag?" I ask.
"Yes." He gets,and returns quickly. I lay the rag across my forehead, taking deep breaths.
Two hours pass slowly,I don't even focus on whatever's going on around me. Just to the fact that sooner or later, I'm gonna be caught. Soon, I'm gonna be put up to face my mother.
"I'll be back." I mumble to him, leave the living room, and go back to Elizabeth's office. I knock, wait for her permission, then enter.
I wasn't looking forward to what I was about to say, and I didn't wanna do say it. But, in the end, it will be what's best. I step forward, back straight, and looking at Mrs. Enhart.
"I'll call myparents."