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-agony

-------Normal POV-------

I woke up late into the night, my throat dry. I could tell by the moonlight coming into the window that it was late. I looked around and found Jim slumped in the random chair sleeping. I smiled at how cute he looked in the moonlight and then I realized how much I missed him well he was at college.

I used to have a crush on him when I was younger, but I was over it now. He had been friends with Ross and me after he moved in next door to us when I was 7 and Ross was 8, he was also 8 at the time. He got along with both of us because of how close our ages were.

I sighed and walked out of my room and into the living room where I found Jess passed out on the couch with her backpack against the side of the couch. I rolled my eyes’ that’s what you get when you take late night college courses.

I quickly made my way into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. I quickly chugged half of it then put it back into the refrigerator. I sighed and looked around the kitchen.

There was regular stuff like a dishwasher, a sink, a refrigerator, a microwave, and a toaster. Then there was the corded phone on the wall, but other then that the kitchen was like all others.

However, if you were to just see the kitchen you would believe that the rest of the house was a lavish mansion, but then you would be wrong. Our kitchen from the time we bought the apartment had been lavishing.

That’s not really important though, so as I finished looking around I left the kitchen and went back into the living room. I then poked Jess until she woken up slightly and helped her into her bedroom and onto her bed.

After that I went back to my room and decided I would also wake Jim. So I tickled him until he fell face first out of the chair which woke him.

“What do you want?” Jim mumbled rolling over so he was facing me.

“I thought you would like to be moved to the couch were you would be more comfortable,” I said as I crouched down next to him.

“Uhm…fine,” Jim sighed getting up walking out my bedroom door and into the living room. I heard the couch give which meant Jim had just lain down on the couch to sleep.

I was about to crawl back into bed when I heard a knock on the door and I went to answer it with a groan, but when I got to the front door there stood Jim and my mother.

Great what could she want?! I thought as I got closer to the door. Jim was scowling at her and I probably had an irritated look on my face. Jim hated my mother just as much as Ross and I did.

“What do you want?” I asked in an annoyed tone, staring/glaring at her.

“Joanna,” my mother whispered almost silently, it was almost a sigh. “Joanna, baby I came for a second chance.”

Jim moved in front of me protecting me, I couldn’t see his face but I could tell that he most likely sneering at her.

I, on the other hand, was speechless. Not because this was what I had always wanted, ‘cause it wasn’t, but because she expected me to come running to her with tears in my eyes. She probably expected me to say something along the lines of ‘oh mommy you were right I should have been raised by my mother,’ but I wouldn’t because she was and had been wrong.

I had been raised in a loving caring environment and I had been raised to believe in myself and to trust in others, Even though my mother left.

Before I could say anything there came two other snarls and I know who was on the other side of my mother. As I looked behind her I saw Ross and Meo.

“What are you doing here?” Ross asked tight jawed.

“I’m here to see my daughter,” she said, “I am aloud to do that.”

“Really I’m pretty sure that Joe doesn’t want to see you Dakota,” Meo sneers.

“Why wouldn’t my daughter want to see me,” she sneered back at Meo.

“Ah, there you go again thinking you’re always right,” I said before I even knew it.

“What do you mean Joanna?” Dakota asked looking at me shocked, but then everyone was looking at me shocked even Midnight.

“Well when you first left you thought that dad and Ross wouldn’t be able to raise me,” my back was starting to tingle and my voice was getting louder, “but they did and I like who I am. And I can’t stand you!”

Dakota looked hurt, but I didn’t feel any resentment. Jim who I had pushed to the side when I started to talk looked at me with a smile for the first time I had faced what had always made me feel that I had destroyed my dad’s life and mine. But right then I realized that she hadn’t ruined anything instead she had made my life better.

“Come on in guys,” I said waving them in then I looked at my mother, “goodbye Dakota.”

I then closed the door and sighed I felt a little more free, but something still felt off about that meeting. No not just the meeting. Something just felt off.

Then I felt it the feeling of tingling on my back it was like before when I just wanted it to go away, but before it could happen I looked at the three boys sitting on the couch made a quick excuse and made a dash for the bathroom.

I slam the door shut and tore my shirt off and looked at my back through the mirror to see that there were wings appearing from my back again. I cursed.

There came a knock on the door. I thought it was one of the guys, but instead there came a mumble of curses that I knew only came from one person; Jess.

“Sorry Jess, I’ll be out in a minute,” I called through the door. I look back into the mirror to see that the wings had grown and I again cursed. There came another mumble of curses from my best friend.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry,” I called again. I looked at the mirror once more to see who far they had grown. I almost screamed they were twice the size they were a second ago. I took a deep breath and concentrated on happy thoughts.

Happy thoughts: Midnight, my dad, Ross, Meo, Jess, Jim, my tattoo; yeah happy thoughts. I breathed in and opened my eyes and surprise, surprise they were still there.

Now what was I supposed to do if I was to tell someone they’d probably send me to the loony bin, so what to do?