A Mother, Who Doesn't Know Her Daughter

Elena

My inner voice screamed horror to me at the sounding of my mom’s voice which was compelling to have halted both our movements. I twitched my head, to have my eyes colliding with that of Diego’s and they’re was a silent plea of worry, fear, and guilt dancing through my orbs.

Carefully he placed his fingers on his lips telling me to hush and I gulped wondering how we both were going to get out of this fucking shit.

“Honey are you in there?” Her voice sounded, accompanied with a soft knock on the door. My heart rate turned irregular.

Thankfully, Diego had managed to ruffle his pants on and I had swiftly cleaned the chocolate from my private part. I wrapped a towel around my body and I breathe out.

Immediately I opened the door, I met with the bright brown orbs belonging to my mother.

She smiled at me, and her whispering tone reached my hearing. “Happy birthday honey.” Her saying had my mind pushing back to the recurrence which was happening in my room a second ago before her inter