The Ghostly Coffee shop { P }

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Originally Posted by peppermintbubble.

*She followed, keeping her head down*

Bea closed the door behind her, and sat down on the ground. "Okay. You wanna talk?"

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Originally Posted by sock

Bea closed the door behind her, and sat down on the ground. "Okay. You wanna talk?"

*Alyssa gulped*

"Well... I think I can't keep my relationship with my parents and... Why I'm who I am... Actually happened... And it's all my mother's fault."

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Originally Posted by peppermintbubble.

*Alyssa gulped*

"Well... I think I can't keep my relationship with my parents and... Why I'm who I am... Actually happened... And it's all my mother's fault."

Bea nodded, ready to listen.

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Originally Posted by sock

Bea nodded, ready to listen.

(Imma be splitting this up in many posts. She has a lot of history)

"I... Wasn't supposed to be born. It's probably another reason my mother doesn't really love me. Um..."

*She rubbed her black eye and flinched in pain*

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Originally Posted by peppermintbubble.

(Imma be splitting this up in many posts. She has a lot of history)

"I... Wasn't supposed to be born. It's probably another reason my mother doesn't really love me. Um..."

*She rubbed her black eye and flinched in pain*

Bea listened quietly.

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Originally Posted by sock

Bea listened quietly.

"I never had a childhood. My mother forced me to train to become a detective as soon as I could talk. I never got to do anything a normal kid did. I never got to taste sweet things, never played with others, never made my own friends, all that stuff. I was kept inside most of the time. I never wanted to be a detective anyway. My mother was never that kind to me. My father..."

[sock]

Originally Posted by peppermintbubble.

"I never had a childhood. My mother forced me to train to become a detective as soon as I could talk. I never got to do anything a normal kid did. I never got to taste sweet things, never played with others, never made my own friends, all that stuff. I was kept inside most of the time. I never wanted to be a detective anyway. My mother was never that kind to me. My father..."

"Man, that sucks."

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Originally Posted by sock

"Man, that sucks."

Alyssa felt tears again as she spoke more, unable to hide her pain anymore. Every word that came out of her mouth was filled with sorrow and pain, her emotions showing stronger than she ever thought of.

"My father tried to give me that childhood every chance he got, but with how my mother raised me, it didn't feel great. She isolated me from basically the whole world, and she'll only let me go until I've turned 18. I'm only 16. Two years, but I can't go back in time and change how she raised me. She may have taught me things that would be useful, like how to pay taxes and such, but... I'm still scarred by it. I saw things so young that took my innocence away before it should have been taken away. She still mistreats me, my father is the only one that I truly turn to for help. But... I can't do that anymore. My father had left the country because something happened with his side of the family, and... and he hasn't been back. Mother can't get ahold of him anymore. It's... it's what I've been doing when I sit down with my coffee. I work by myself to find out what happened to him. He was confirmed missing a week ago, and it's not helping me. My anxiety has been through the roof. I've tried to hide it, but... it's not working. Nothing I'm doing to find my father is working, and my mother has become more angry and snappy since he disappeared. It's... it's a lot for me to handle. My mother barely talks to me, but still forces me to help her more because she can't have my father, Jamie Watson, help her anymore. Charlotte is... planning on going to where Father disappeared, and if she does go, I'll have to go, and I'll have no one to turn to anymore. Bea... you are, like... my only friend. And I mean it. You listen to me, hear me, and try to help. Unlike the 'friends' my mother forced me to be around, who didn't care about me. I don't want to leave this country, and it's not like you could follow me with your curse."

Alyssa couldn't breathe. She held her hands at her chest, her eyes heavy with tears. She made herself lie down on the ground, hiding her face in her arms, crying hard. It all hurt, but part of her felt good to be able not to hide it anymore. But it still hurt, just like her black eye. I lied, Bea. Charlotte did hit me. Three times. I just... couldn't bear to tell you...

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Originally Posted by bubble[error].

Alyssa felt tears again as she spoke more, unable to hide her pain anymore. Every word that came out of her mouth was filled with sorrow and pain, her emotions showing stronger than she ever thought of.

"My father tried to give me that childhood every chance he got, but with how my mother raised me, it didn't feel great. She isolated me from basically the whole world, and she'll only let me go until I've turned 18. I'm only 16. Two years, but I can't go back in time and change how she raised me. She may have taught me things that would be useful, like how to pay taxes and such, but... I'm still scarred by it. I saw things so young that took my innocence away before it should have been taken away. She still mistreats me, my father is the only one that I truly turn to for help. But... I can't do that anymore. My father had left the country because something happened with his side of the family, and... and he hasn't been back. Mother can't get ahold of him anymore. It's... it's what I've been doing when I sit down with my coffee. I work by myself to find out what happened to him. He was confirmed missing a week ago, and it's not helping me. My anxiety has been through the roof. I've tried to hide it, but... it's not working. Nothing I'm doing to find my father is working, and my mother has become more angry and snappy since he disappeared. It's... it's a lot for me to handle. My mother barely talks to me, but still forces me to help her more because she can't have my father, Jamie Watson, help her anymore. Charlotte is... planning on going to where Father disappeared, and if she does go, I'll have to go, and I'll have no one to turn to anymore. Bea... you are, like... my only friend. And I mean it. You listen to me, hear me, and try to help. Unlike the 'friends' my mother forced me to be around, who didn't care about me. I don't want to leave this country, and it's not like you could follow me with your curse."

Alyssa couldn't breathe. She held her hands at her chest, her eyes heavy with tears. She made herself lie down on the ground, hiding her face in her arms, crying hard. It all hurt, but part of her felt good to be able not to hide it anymore. But it still hurt, just like her black eye. I lied, Bea. Charlotte did hit me. Three times. I just... couldn't bear to tell you...

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