《IN YOUR MIND. fezco》xx. confrontation
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between kris and her daughters
Lulu and Zahia were laying on Lulu's bed, talking about what was happening with the people they were currently having a little fling with. It felt good for them both to spend some time together.
"So... you don't know what you guys are?" Zahia asked.
Lulu scrunched her nose, "We didn't really talk about it. And I don't think we wanna rush it or anything."
Zahia scoffed, "A bit too late for that."
"What do you mean?"
"Uh, well... you guys already had sex, right?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
Zahia rolled her eyes, "You're stupid, you know that?"
"I've had sex with a lot of people, doesn't mean I wanted more than that?!"
"Except you and Fez are like super close friends," Zahia said, "And you don't just wanna fuck him, am I right?"
"I-I don't know what I want, okay?" Lulu sighed, "This whole thing is... new, I don't wanna expect something and then be disappointed, you know?"
"Yeah, I get it," Zahia replied, "But I think you'll have to talk about it at some point. Like... would you like him hooking up with other girls?"
Lulu shook her head, "Well... I mean, he's free to do whatever... we're—"
"I didn't ask that," Zahia interrupted, "Would you be okay with it? That's my question."
Lulu recalled how she felt hurt when she thought something was happening between Fezco and Milla, "No... I don't think..."
Zahia rubbed her sister's arm as she could tell she was getting a little upset and the sound of the front door being slammed caught them both off guard, making them stand up in the blink of an eye. They exchanged a fearful glance and opened the bedroom door to notice their mother in the hallway.
Zahia was the first to walk towards her, "Hey mom."
Kris let out a long breath, "Hey. How is it going?"
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Lulu lifted her eyebrows, feeling unsettled and upset by this fake chill act her mother was pulling out shamelessly. Lulu was quick to stand near her, breathing slowly. She knew they wouldn't get anything out of her if they were aggressive.
"Hey mom," Lulu said, "Well... I think you're the one who should answer that question, right?"
Kris rolled her eyes, pouring herself a glass of water in the kitchen, "Please, Lulu, I really don't wanna get into an argument right now."
Lulu scoffed, "Okay, so when? I mean, excuse me for wondering what the fuck you do I don't know where every single day!"
Lulu mentally slapped herself for her small outburst, unable to contain herself.
"Do I owe you anything?" Kris spat back, "I don't! So, move before I fucking lose it and you already know you aren't gonna like it!"
"Mom, stop it!" Zahia jumped in, "We're worried! You're our mother and we're freaking scared."
Kris tried to get out of the kitchen but she found herself stuck in front of her two daughters, "I have stuff to handle, none of your business."
"You're fucking kidding, right?" Lulu said, "Stuff to handle? Who do you think you are? You spend your days on the couch, watching TV and now you suddenly have stuff to do?!"
Kris remained silent, unphased by her daughter's words.
But Lulu knew exactly what would trigger a reaction, "You stopped being a mom when dad left, how about you go to therapy, uh? Instead of stealing and lying to your own kids?!"
Zahia gasped, quickly placing a hand over her mouth in shock, not expecting her sister to mention their father so easily. They knew they should never talk about it as it was the easiest way to mess up with Kris' emotions.
But Kris didn't react. The two sisters frowned at their mother's calmness. She was about to walk away and get to her bedroom that Zahia ran in the living room, coming back quickly with her diary in hand.
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"Can you explain this?" Zahia asked as she flipped the pages, "What's all this about?"
Kris opened her eyes wide, "You searched my room?"
Zahia ignored her mother's piercing eyes on her, "That's not what it's about! What is it you found, uh?"
"Give this back."
"Hell no," Zahia spat, "You think you can do this to us? We don't give a fuck that you're depressed, you can't be like this, lie and ignore us, we're your kids, alright? I'm done with this," Zahia shouted as some tears poured out her eyes, "You think we're not hurt when you never come home? You don't think we... like... think you're doing the same thing dad did to all of us? That's what you want us to think of you? Uh? That you're giving up on us like he did?"
Kris was crying as well when she slapped Zahia across the face, causing Lulu to jump between them both and to push her mother away, "What the fuck's wrong with you?!"
Kris ignored her to look at her younger daughter, "How dare you say that?!"
"Mom! How do you want us to understand what's happening?!" Lulu said, "All you talk about in your diary is dad, dad, dad!"
"You never once thought I was maybe looking for him? That all I'm trying to do is to bring—"
Zahia couldn't hold it in anymore and turned around, "Why? Why the hell would you want him back in our lives? He abandoned us! With no fucking remorse, he...he... he fucking walked away and never tried coming back!"
Kris let out a painful hiccup, crying again, "You don't know what you're talking about, shut up!"
Lulu had to wrap her arms around her sister as she tried lunging forward in anger, "Someone who walks away like that isn't someone who loves us, mom."
"Lulu, please, it's more complex than that."
"No, it's not! You don't do that to your family," Lulu replied.
Kris stayed silent and looked down, as if she had something to hide. Lulu tried ignoring her stomach twisting as her mother's weird endeavors. She couldn't help but feel like the story was repeating itself a second time. It was now clear that Kris had been searching for Aziel and that she had probably found him.
Lulu knew she had just lost her mother.
And Kris locked herself in her bedroom, ending the conversation with Zahia crying and Lulu standing there speechless as she held her sister against her.
A few minutes later, Zahia pulled away and looked up at her sister, "I think I'm gonna spend the night at Max's..."
Lulu nodded, giving her a peck on the forehead, "Yeah, sure... you need a ride?"
"Nah, it's a ten minute walk," Zahia replied, "I'll text you when I'm there."
"Okay," Lulu said, "I love you."
Zahia, who was already on her way out, turned around, "I love you too."
When she was sure that Zahia had made it at Max's place, she jumped in the shower and stayed under the hot water for a long time. She changed into a matching grey tracksuit and tried to keep herself busy but she didn't feel like staying home with her mother a few feet away from her.
She decided to text Fezco.
yo fez
u at the gas station??
sup beautiful
yeah why
Lulu couldn't contain the smile on her lips as Fezco called her beautiful and she grabbed her helmet and her keys, walking out of her house.
on my way
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a/n soooooo the confrontation happened and i guess the whole family drama is becoming a little more clear?
btw can we talk about zahia unleashing the beast? if you feel like she looked a lot like lulu when she lost her temper... i did it on purpose
anyways, i hope you liked that chapter, don't forget to vote and comment, you guys know how much i love that
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