❪ 007 | & than there was 2 ❫
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AS MIDGE CONTINUES TO explain the plot to the next play she's auditioning for. A knock on the door catches your attention, "Hey, honey." mom smiles.

"Hey, I'll call you back." you say, following your mum with your eyes as she takes a seat on the bed.

Humming at your words, "Yeah, go talk to your mum." Midge voices. Making your brows furrow harshly, "What?"

"I can see you, remember?"

Turning around, you look through the glass. Seeing the girl stand infront of her window. Waving gently, waving back you smile softly at the girl, "Goodnight, stalker."

"I will be watching."

Chuckling, you shake your head, "Love you in case I die." you say softly.

"Love you incase I die." she says back, emphasising the wording before hanging up.

As you turn to your mum, whom beats around the bush. Which is very unlike her.

She acts like everyone's personal therapist in the house. Which is very different from her actual job, as a psychologist.

"Mum, I'm fine." you say, not really in the mood for it.

It was not really her style, she was always quite direct. It's one of the things you admire the most, "I know. Just... it feels like you never want talk anymore."

Swallowing thickly, you turn fully to the older woman, "Someone died, and we still don't know who did it. It's scary." you tell her, picking at your fingers.

"It's not that." she denies. Shifting your eyes from your nails to her, your brows furrow, "There is something deeper going on. It's like I can see you struggle but I can't help."

"How do you know it isn't a murderer?"

"Mother's intuition."

Her hand squeezing yours gently, "Whenever your ready to talk, you know where to find me." Mum says softly, her eyes so hopefull. You nod, not quite knowing what to say to ease her worries.

Placing her hand gently on your cheek, she caresses it with her thumb. Pulling you to her chest, "I love you, Lynn." she whispers. Pressing a kiss to your head, "I'm okay, I promise."

"Okay."