Chapter 95: Emotions
"There’s nothing to talk about mom," I said, using the other towel to dry my hair and walking to the other corner of the room.
"Really?" she began hands on her waist. "You come home covered in blood and you expect me to think ’nothing’ to talk about?"
"I was hunting" I clarified placing my hand on the wall and a space opened revealing my walk-in closet. I really don’t wanna talk with anyone right now, I didn’t feel like it, staying alone with my thoughts was what I needed, but my mom never seemed to understand that fact, she will push through in her motherly way to get answers, answers I don’t think I can give and words I don’t think I commune.
"In an unrefined way, Dace, which could only mean something is bothering you"
I noticed her shifted tone which made me flinch, but I chose to ignore it, I really didn’t want to talk. Maybe my silence will push her away, she should give up, but trust my mom to always surge through.
"I’m worried about you okay, I have never seen you like this before,"
She was right I have never been like this before, I don’t let things bother me, neither do I need to worry, I lived a life of solemnity, I could already tell the kind of people anyone was with just a scent so I need not engage in any talk, I can have what I want, be with whom I wanted, but right now the strong feeling of vulnerability was breaking that fact about myself.
"Is this because of the human girl?"
I stepped out wearing just loose white sweatpants, our gazes locked, I hated when that happened, she always seemed to see right through me whenever that occurred and it made me vulnerable, I hated feeling that way, well that was all I feel right now.