Taylor stood outside the mansion pacing back and forth, her anger building as she tried to figure out the real reason her mom made her stay the whole month with her asshole of a father and his fake bride. Although she did make a mental note to thank her mom for the extra time spend with Bradley.

Ashley pulled up into the circular driveway, she could see how upset her daughter was by the teenager’s posture. Gripping the steering wheel she debated with herself whether or not to get out and greet the girl or wait for Taylor to get in the car and then say hi. Taylor decided for her as she stalked forward opening the back door throwing her bag in, enough to say I’m angry but not enough to make Ashley yell at her.

Taylor than hopped up front, slamming the door closed causing Ashley to flinch, buckling her seat belt and crossing her arms, “Hey,”

The greeting was met with silence as the teenager stared out the window intent on ignoring her mom. Ashley sighed but knew this conversation was better outside the vehicle. The drive home was a quiet one, Ashley taking glances at her daughter before settling her gaze out the windshield while Taylor forced herself to continue looking out the window cause she hated being mad at her mom and one look into those brown eyes she’s known for sixteen years of love and comfort, well she’d fold like a lawn chair.

The car pulled into their driveway, Ashley turned to say something only to be met with the door closing. Taylor had gotten out, grabbing her bag on her way to the front door, Ashley hot on her tail annoyed with the silent treatment from her daughter, which Taylor broke the moment the older brunette closed the front door.

“How could you?”

The pain evident in Taylor’s voice stopped Ashley in her tracks, “What do you mean…h-how could I?”

Taylor shook her head now in a pacing mood which Ashley knew was never a good thing with the young girl, it meant she was over thinking and her conclusion often came out wrong, “Don’t give me that, you know I hate staying with him!”