Reopened Growing Pains PV

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The cries of exotic birds happily sang their mid afternoon songs dancing in the bright pristine sunlight. Summer was coming to a close which brought a new start to some people's lives. A young petite girl laid in her bed covered with her light auburn brown hair displaying an unruly array of curls surrounding the golden skinned girl that rested among the covers. Her left arm was thrown over her face while ignoring the bustling of the quaint village outside her window. Of course Isadora had taken to the shelter of hiding in her room normally she would have her curtains closed to hide even further in her secluded den, but alas her mother Makaria decided it was time for the girl to awaken after all it has been a year since the girls ‘accident’ and hiding away in her room was not going to slide anymore.

Groaning from the sheer sunlight pouring into her room Isadora sat up, her sapphire blue eyes squinted while she frowned slightly. The girl debated on just closing the curtains herself only to find that the curtains were no longer hanging above her window. Blinking in confusion Isadora swung her legs over her soft heavenly bed, her bare feet gracing the cool wooden floor. Isadora felt her heart race as a sense of anxiety seemed to spring upon her like a predator hunting its prey. Gripping her chest with her left hand Isadora took a shaky breath before slowly walking towards her vanity mirror staring at her reflection.

The girl gazed softly at herself. Isadora lifted up her right hand pressing the palm of her hand against the cool glass mirror. Her sapphire eyes seemed to soften as she sighed once again looking at the mess her hair seemed to be in the girl brushed it out yesterday and the day before that and the day before that and none the less it always seemed to always be a mess whenever she woken up though maybe that was her fault.

Isadora walked out of her room heading to the bathroom to tame her hair first than the young girl figured she would eat until the smell of chicken, spices and steamed vegetables waft down the hall. Gulping the young girl thought for a second her hair could wait after all she was hungry and may get lucky and one of her mothers could tame her hair instead!

Isadora made her way down the hall peeking her head around the corner cautiously. Her ears burned as every little sound seemed to bother her. Still the girl gritted her teeth one would think she would be used to the heightened senses but she still has not adjusted as well as she liked. Of course it was her fault in the first place, she thought bitterly. Shaking her head quietly the young girl’s attention was brought forward as a thump of a plate echoed softly towards her. Makaria was setting the table placing the plated food while Luciana was finishing the last bit of lunch. Both women smiled fondly towards their daughter.

Smiling nervously Isadora inched forward taking her spot at the table. The young girl had to admit she loved the support her mothers have given her, but she also had to admit that support also scared her to pieces. The girl was a monster after all. If she ever forgot to take the wolfsbane potion she could be a danger not only to her loving mothers but the rest of her family that lived in the village. That fear seemed to drive Isadora into her hole in the first place, the fear of hurting those around her seeing the damage that she could do without knowing it.

A gentle touch was all it took to startle Isadora from her thoughts. Shaking slightly the young girl looked around frantically for a minute before realization hit her like a truck. The girls sapphire blue eyes gazed into Luciana’s bright forest green eyes that had a tint of light brown specks dancing in them. The woman’s dark golden skin seemed to glow lightly from the intruding sunlight as she knelt down beside Isadora the woman’s expression held a hint of concern for her daughter, while Makaria edged closer leaning slightly over the petite girl giving her a concern eyes with her dark chocolate like brown eyes as they locked with Isadora’s sapphire blue eyes.

Isadora bit the inner part of cheek slightly before feigning a smile to her mothers she did not wish to worry them more than they must already feel, because of the young girl. Isadora hated the fact that she seemed powerless if it wasn’t her mind overthinking about outcomes that have not happened or occurred it the fear of the unthinkable of the things that could happen.

“I’m okay really! We should eat before the food gets cold.”

Isadora spoke softly, her tone was sincere with a hint of a tremble. She could not help the anxiety that seemed to linger around her; it just slowly grew to be a normal part of her everyday life at this point and time. Isadora accepted that fate it was her destiny the girl had no doubt about it her destiny was something that seemed to be an every day nightmare. A constant nightmare some day’s Isadora would be fine. She would go on life like it was normal other days certain sounds would trigger her. The young girl could not even stand seeing the sight of small mice running past her without thinking a giant canine carnivorous monster would appear mere feet away from her.

Blinking softly Isadora was brought back to reality from her thoughts noting the worried glances both her mothers would give her once again the young girl feigned a smile as she began to dig into her lunch. Isadora felt guilty for worrying her mothers. Isadora glanced over at Makaria also known as Muma to the young girl while Luciana preferred to go by maman. It helped the two women to differentiate between the two. Makaria gazed over at Isadora watching her every moment like a hawk while Luciana glanced between her loving wife and daughter, also slightly concerned.

No matter what the women tried to do to help Isadora feel safe and open up about her feelings, the more it felt to the two mothers that their young daughter would shut down. Luciana wanted to send Isadora to summer camp with her sister in law and nephews but Makaria was a bit concerned about sending Isadora that far even though she had family and the other woman was concerned for daughter. While Isadora seemed to shut that plan down rather quickly she did not wish to be surrounded by other children in fear of being a danger to them.

Luciana continued to gaze softly at her small family placing her fork down gently beside her plate. It was time she brought up the news she wanted to speak about after all it was time for this conversation the woman thought to herself.

“While I have both of you in the same place we need to have a discussion about Isa’s education.”
Luciana spoke in an elegant tone. Her Spanish accent seemed strong as she directed her attention to her wife and loving daughter.

Isadora glanced up from her plate chewing slowly her sapphire blue eyes held curiosity as she tilted her head slightly to the left. Her mind grew curious to what her maman had to bring up and what exactly she had to say that involved all three of them. Isadora gulped slightly, feeling her heart race. Gritting her teeth slightly trying to calm her heartbeat slightly Isadora glanced over anxiously at her Muma then back at her maman.

“What about it my love?”

Makaria spoke softly, her tone was sweet and straight to the point as she gazed admiringly at her wife.

Isadora blinked quietly as a piece of chicken fell from the grasp of her mouth landing onto her plant. Her face dusted pink as she quickly wiped her face. Why did her mothers want to speak of her education? Did her maman not want to homeschool her anymore and if not what would she do? It was not like she could go to castelobruxo; she was an abomination and a danger to the other students. One reason why she refused to go to school her first year and be homeschooled. Even though she yearned to be around other kids her age she also dreaded it to the end.

“I prefer homeschooling. It is de safer option.”

Isadora spoke timidly glancing at both her mothers her eyes darting back and forth between the two quickly. Feeling her heart race once again as her hand gripped her fork the ends of her knuckles turned slightly white from her grip.

Feeling the air tensing slightly Luciana turned her full attention to Makaria finding it would be easier to convince her wife to allow there daughter to go to Castelobruxo with her cousins it would be a good learning opportunity plus the young girl could try and make friends which she desperately needed.

“I heard that Castelobruxo are allowing unique children into the school dis year moving forward. Wouldn’t it be nice to attend with your cousins and make friends?”

Luciana spoke softly as she took a bite out of her lunch focusing her gaze towards Markaria who gazed softly at her wife nodding slightly in agreement though she had to admit she knew Luciana wanted the best for their daughter Markaria was slightly concerned but also relieved if Isadora went to school she could try and have a normal life as she could and not like she would be entirely alone either she would have her cousins.

“That is a good idea, actually my love. Darling, don't you want to attend Castelobruxo with your cousins? It would be a good opportunity.”
Isadora blinked slightly as the young girl’s jaw dropped slightly and her muma lost it, not only that, her maman to! They wanted the girl to attend a school full of children and professors. What if she forgot to take her wolfsbane, what if she hurts somebody, what if she got sent to prison because she hurt someone on purpose. Many things swam in the girl's mind as she gritted her teeth. Standing up quickly Isadora glanced quickly at her mothers as if they truly lost their minds.

“Are you crazy? I’m a monster, I can not just go to a school full of people!”

Isadora blurted her words quickly, fear and anger trembling out of her mouth as she bolted out the door to her home.

Bare feet bombarded against the cool earthy ground as she made her way to the one place she knew was uninhabited at the moment. Her aunt Sarai’s home which was close yet far away from the girl. As the young girl neared her aunt’s home she barged through the doors not bothering to close the front door making a beeline to the one room she knew was her safe haven. Barging into Alphonse’s room Isadora grabbed the covers from his bed before darting into his closet covering herself head to toe like a burrito the young made herself home in the corner of the closet enjoying the darkness that was slowly closing in on her. Could the girl handle that situation differently yes but she chose to deal with her actions later right now she rather hide in fear from herself and others in her cousin's closet.

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