Stella:
Finally, Scarlet is done with Mr. Lemon and is going to wash her hands when I hear her phone vibrating.
"Ella could you please answer that for me please? It's probably just Cam." I grab her phone out of her back pocket and sure enough it is indeed Camerone.
"Hey Cam, Scarlet is washing her hands what's up?"
In his usually deep and gravelly voice he responds,
"Hey Ella, I was just trying to see when Scarlet would be home. Unfortunately, I have been called into work at 10."
'Uh oh' I look at Scarlet who is drying off her hands
"Oh gosh ok well here is Scarlet."
"Hey Cam, what's up?" Scarlet sounds worried as she answers the phone.
I can barely hear Cams response, but it seems like he is tense.
"Are you coming home soon? I got called into work at 10 one of the night nurses called in because her son is sick, and we need to have this important conversation about what you mentioned this morning concerning college and Ella. Plus, I would like to know how your day went." Scarlet looks at me with an apologetic face and responds to him, "Ok Cam I will be heading home in about 5 minutes. Ok Bye"
She looks at me expectantly as she is putting her phone in her back pocket again and sliding on her jacket and backpack, "So what is the weird dream that you mentioned while I was servicing Mr. Lemon?" She asks with earnest curiosity as we walk to her bike. While she waits for me to answer she swings her leg over her bike; I take a second to consider Camerone's tone and then consider my dream and I quickly decide that we can always talk about my dream another time. "It's ok Scar don't worry about it we can talk about it another time. Plus, it's important that you go talk to Cam about school and our apartment before he goes to work tonight." I smile in encouragement because I know that she is nervous to talk about the apartment with him, "It'll be ok Scar he will understand and don't beat yourself up if he does seem a little sad about it, I am very sure that he will be very proud of you." I hug her to signal that it is time for her to go home.
"Are you sure Ella? He will understand if I am just a little bit longer." She responds with concern. I smile at her and make a shooing motion with my hands to playfully tell her to get going, and with that she puts her helmet on, starts her bike and drives away. I watch her leave until I can no longer see her anymore before I head inside to see what my mom is doing. As soon as I open the door, I get a lung full of delicious brownies my mom is baking, and I realize that I could always ask my mom about my dream. I come around the corner into the kitchen as my mom is pulling the brownies out of the oven and my mouth begins to water. My mom notices that I am in the kitchen and cuts me a brownie and hands it to me.
"Thanks mom!" I say as I take a bite, 'mmmmm this is exactly what I needed.'
"Hey mom, can I get your opinion on a dream that I had last night?" My mom freezes as I mention my dream as if I have said something that upset her. "Of course, Stella but first I think that we should have a conversation about your father.... if that is alright?" 'Hmmm mom sounds different I wonder what is going on', I am definitely interested to hear what my mom has to say about my father.... she never talks about him. Sadly, the only thing I do know about my father is that she has told me is he made a mistake when I was just a baby and that she left him for our protection.
"What about him mom? Is everything ok? Did something happen?" Now I am beginning to feel very anxious...something feels...off. Mom puts the rest of the brownies on a small plate and leads me into the front room where she sets the plate of brownies on the coffee table, and we take seat on the couch. 'Oh, good Lord this is bad its either bad or something huge is going on.' Mom sits silently looking down at her hands, I can sense that she is feeling anxious about something so I grab her hand to let her know that I am here and that everything will be ok. I wait patiently for her to begin; she takes a deep breath just before she begins, "Honey please let me know if you have any questions, what I am about to tell you seems a little coo coo if you aren't prepared for it..." she looks at me again meeting my gaze cautiously watching me closely to see if she has scared me.
"This all started before you were born. I met your father, Jensen Dean, and I thought for sure that we would be together for ever, hell everything was absolutely perfect like a dream that you never want to wake up from. Just as I had thought that there was absolutely no way that my life could become anymore perfect, we found out that we were going to be having a baby!" She looked like she was no longer sitting with me on the couch but instead in a far-off distant memory, "I thought that your father was happy that we were finally going to have a family, but I guess I was wrong." She looked so sad at that exact moment my heart shattered for her sadness.
"I was about 8 months pregnant with you when your father started to act strange...he was never home anymore, he never talked to me and the even more sad thing for me was that he stopped coming to my appointments to see how you were developing. I felt so alone in this process, he didn't even care to help me to pick out your name or even be a part of the birthing plan." She sighed sadly as if it was still something that affected her. "The day that you were born my life was finally complete. And now I must prepare you for the possibility that you may have certain.... gifts...." She paused watching me closely as I was processing all of the information that she has just given me.
"Mom what do you mean by 'gifts'? Like magic powers or? I am really lost mom." She smiled her sly private smile that gave me a feeling that she had the coolest but most frightening secret, again I brace myself for the unexpected worried about what this could all mean.
"Well, when you put it that way, yes...exactly like magic powers. You see this is where the weird I mentioned would be.... You see your father.... *sigh* your father...well he is a demon. I had no idea what he was...I wish I would have known but I didn't piece it all together till the day you were born. You would think that with me being an Angel that I would have at least sensed that something was not right. Another thing that we weren't completely sure about was the kind of powers that you would have when you got old enough to develop powers. Shortly after you were born, I discovered that your father had an affair and that he had gotten another women pregnant...I am really sorry that I never told you any of this at all you deserve to have known sooner." Mom gets up and heads back to the kitchen giving me time to process this.
What the actual fuck! What just happened? I might have a brother or sister. Who? Where? When? AND I might have 'powers'!? Could my dream be something to do with these 'magic powers'? I really need to talk to Scarlet....like right now....