"Is love everything?"

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Clarissa's P.O.V

I told him everything.

From when dad died to everything that happened to me after that.

Should've worn waterproof mascara.

Meh.

My eyes are swollen, my entire face is red but bitchhh! I'm feeling so damn blissful and happy.

Strolling down the street of where Miranda's home/mansion was, I looked at all the well built homes. It was the Upper East side of Manhatten so you'd expect that. Coming to a halt when I was infront of Mirianda's home. The time was cold but you could see the lucious green grass giving off a summer vibe. It's a symmetrical house, with just a touch of dissonance (garage on one side, window/room on opposite).

Walking up to the door I knocked on it twice.

"Tell me that you have some sort of Ice cream or I will strangle you", Miranda threatened.

"Well nice to see you too Miranda", I said rolling my eyes.

She never fails to put a smile on face or piss me off.

"I do have the ice cream by the way", I said holding it out for her.

"Thank you! You're the bestest friend ever! You can now enter my home!", She said doing some sort of fancy bow? I really don't know man, She's crazyy.

"So dad's not home but I got major news", She squealed literally dragging me up to her room.

"It's nice to see you Clarissa don't let Miranda spook you out too much", Georgia shouted.

"Nice to see you too Georgia", I shouted laughing.

Georgia is Mr Lockwood's house maid. She's been with the Lockwoods for almost 25 years. Her home made chocolate chips cookies made me fall in love with her when I was a child. Miranda and I have been bestfriends since elementary days, we met at an Auction Charity ball keeping at the Lockwood's. My dad was Mr Lockwood's bestfriend and business partner so we'd get dragged into these rich people events instead of hanging out at the playfields or something.

You'd think that since dad's gone I'd inherit his money or something.

Well...Story for another day.

Miranda's room was elegant, glamorous, girly and well...girly.

"My eyes are burning Miranda", I teased.

"Har Har Har you never fail to make me laugh", She deadpanned making me chucke at her.

"Enough of your childish games I told you to come here because drum roll please!" She said slapping my legs repeatedly.

Her hands are tiny but they sting like a bitch.

"What the hell is wrong with you!", I said smacking her hands off me.

This bitch cause me so much pain.

"Okay okay! Dad is hosting an official ball! Not like the Auction Charity Ball but an actual ball", She revealed squealing.

"Ummm okayy??", I said having no interest of what she's saying whatsoever.

"I knew that you were dumb but not this dumb", Smacking my hands.

So much pain, I told you.

"Slap me one more time and I'll rip you're long demon nails off of your precious little hand", I threatened scowling at her.

"Fine! Anyways dad said to invite you and you get to bring a plus one", She said winking at me.

Well I'm ashamed to admit but that plus one made me perk my ears up.

He'd look so sexy in a tux, I swear, with his 6 feet and 3 inches perfectly maintained body physique and shape, not to mention his muscular body with a perfectly outlined 6 pack abs. His dark brown hair that glistens in the sunglight and his piercing hazel eyes.

"Yum", I said smirking.

"Yum?!", Miranda exclaimed.

Oops! Did I say that out loud?

Waitt did I just smirk thinking about him? O gosh, he's totally rubbing off on me.

"Uh umm when is this ball?", I asked shyly.

"It's the 15th", She replied grinning.

"That's 3 days away! How the hell am I suppose to find a elegant dress to wear so soon!", I said exasperated.

"Are you okay? You never cared about these things! Scratch that you never care about even wearing a dress for God sakes! The day I met you, you were wearing a rip jeans and a T - Shirt that said "I love 5SOS" with your worn out converse! Yes I do remember, it's hard to forget when you were the only one that wore anything other than a dress at the ball!" She finished flicking my forehead.

"Stop doing that", I whined.

"Anyways we'll go shopping tomorrow and you go home now and decide how will you invite Mr Kerrington as your date", She said shoving me through the door.

I need to get a new bestfriend ASAP.

With that thought I hailed a cab and hopped on it home.

Ten minutes later as I got out of the cab my cellphone started to ring.

"Keep the change", I said and took out my phone.

"What's up dingle dick?", I smiled as I saw the ID caller.

In this moment I heard the distinctive sound of something tearing.

To be specific, the crotch part of my favorite pair of skinny jeans.

"Shit shit shit! No no!", I said rushing into my home.

"Love? Are you okay?"

"O-- Oh! Yes very much!", I said nervously.

That stupid stone in my way! Why did I have to step over it!

"Okay? Anyways Umm I wanted to ask you something", He said sounding nervous.

"You see, my uncle came into town the other day to attend this event and he wanted me to come and uh--- he said that I could bring a--- a plus one, would you be my date?", He finished off stuttering.

Whatt?? Is this Mr Lockwood's ball he's talking about?

"Is this by any chance the Lockwood's ball?", I asked as I plopped down on my bed.

"Yes! Oh I forgot that your bestfriend father is hosting it", He said.

"Yeah and oh I would love to be your--- I mean sure whatever, I got nothing better to do", I replied nonchantly hoping he didn't hear my excited tone.

"Suree love, whatever floats your boat, so pick you up at 8 on friday?" He asked.

"Okay! Bye!", I said hanging up the phone.

I wasn't about to do the whole "You hang up, no you hang up first, no you hang up first!" Thing.

Ridiculous.

Grinning from ear to ear I muffled a squeal in my pillow.

"Clarissa?? Are you home?"

And just like that my happy moment is short lived.

With an annoyed look on my face I went downstairs.

Mother.

And who the hell is that?

"Before you say anything let me explain first", She pleaded.

"Whatever I'm waiting", I said annoyed.

"This is James, he's my boyfriend and I wanted him to meet you, I know that you hate the men I bring into our home, James is different, he's not one of those men, I've been seeing him for over a month and I would love it if you could give him a chance. I'm so sorry for the way I've treated you! There's no excuse as to what I did but I am willing to be a better mother, I am willing to try, I love you Clarissa", She said with her lips quivering and her eyes welling up.

But. I. Didn't. Care. One. Bit.

"How dare you mother! How dare you! You bring him into MY home and suddenly talking shit like you care? Give him a chance to what? To fucking what mother? I had a dad and he died! I don't need a father figure anymore! All this time, all I ever wanted was for my mother to be here for me, that's all I ever wanted. So you've been seeing him for over a month huh? Well guess what? That's the amount of time you've been away from home mother, You are out there cannodling with men while your daughter is at home crying her self to sleep because of how UNLOVED she is. I don't care! I don't care that you just gave me that little pathetic speech because I HAVE BEGGED FOR YOUR LOVE COUNTLESS AMOUNT OF TIMES! Speech after speech wasting my time on YOU! So sue me if I can't accept your little pathetic "I love you". I've had enough, stop playing with me mother! ", My voice boomed at how powerful I sounded but in all honesty, I was dying.

I ran upstairs sloppily wiping the tears that won't stop falling.

*knock knock*

"Go away!", I screamed.

"It's James, Can I come talk to you for a bit?" He asked unsure.

I could see that James looked different, he didn't reek of alcohol nor did he looked shabby.

He seemed decent.

"Come in", I said weakly.

"You know, your mother told me about what she has done and she regrets it all, I see how hurt you are, I cannot say that I know what you are feeling but Clarissa, all I'm trying to say is that she's changed. When I met her she was crying on a bench in the middle of a park. I went up to her and asked her why is she crying and then she started babbling everything to me, a complete stranger but I sat beside of her and listened intently because how heart broken she looked. After that encounter we started hanging out more and she repeatedly told me how ashamed she was of how she treated you that she couldn't face you. It was in due time that she said she was ready to face you. She isn't asking for your forgiveness but she's asking for a chance to earn it", He said sighing.

"My mother has been the centre of my sadness. Repeatedly saying and doing things that shook me to the core. There's no way I can just over look it all. I just, I just can't", I said sobbing into his chest.

"I know, I know, but she--- she's dying Clarissa", He whispered.

What?

Dying?

"No no no she--- she can't be", I whispered feeling shocked.

"She is Clarissa, I know that-----"

"Stop, I understand, I know what I have to do", I said getting up and making my way downstairs.

I have to forgive her, she is my mother and despite the horrible things she've done, she's my mother and I love her. I hate that I love her but if what she says is true then I am willing to give her a chance to prove to me that she loves me.

"Wanna hang out tomorrow? You know, the usual mother and daughter bonding?", I asked tightly smiling.

"I would love to", She exclaimed while crying.

She jumped out of the sofa and embraced me in a hug clutching onto me desperately.

"It's okay mother, I'm right here", I whispered stroking her hair.

Once again I'm the adult but right now I didn't care.

We just stood there hugging and clutching on each other.

A drop of tear fell down my cheek

Finally.

A tear of happiness.
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