Page 2 of Mommy Calls Me Princess

The job I loved no longer held the allure it once had. Initially, I’d signed on two years ago to escape my sad existence. Having been on my own basically since I was ten it wasn’t until Vale and his mom came along that I felt any sense of belonging. My mother wasn’t a bad mom, but being a mom wasn’t her strong suit. She’s worked two jobs all my life and once I was old enough to operate the microwave she stopped paying for babysitters and left me to fend for myself. But I rarely saw her.

Vale and I met in grade school and hit it off the day I stood up to his bullies. After that, we were inseparable. When his mom found out I was alone all the time, living off frozen food, she put a stop to it. Vale was lucky, his mom worked from home, so he didn’t have to go to daycare or be left by himself and now I was a part of their happy home. I get why my mom worked the hours she did, but it still sucked. She took advantage of Sarah, Vale’s mom’s kindness and Sarah knew it. To Sarah, I was now her daughter and honestly I was surprised my mom hadn’t dropped off the few belongings I had at their house and moved on. Hell, I should’ve done that myself when I turned eighteen. Honestly the only things left in my mom’s apartment that were mine were my bed and dresser.

The rumble of the plane’s engine lulled me to sleep with my head rested against the sidewall. But when I woke up my head had somehow found its way to Mommy’s shoulder.

She kissed the top of my head, and I snuggled in. “Princess, it’s time to wake up. We’re landing.” Then reality kicked me again.

Great, one step closer to the end…

A nice man handed Mommy our bags from the overhead bin, chatting away with her and pretending I wasn’t there. But when he tried to give her his number I stepped in.

“Vivienne,” Was it brazen using her given name, absolutely, but the moment called for it. “Let’s get our bags and go home.”

Her cocked brow silently spoke of the spanking I’d surely get but I didn’t care. Hurt had turned to anger and I’d be damned if anyone was taking what little time I had left with her away from me.

“Yes, my love,” she sweetly purred in a totally fake voice, playing along. “Lead the way.”

Mommy stepped back so I could exit the aisle. “Might want to close your mouth before you catch flies.” The man’s mouth snapped shut as I slung my backpack over my shoulders, silently laughing to myself.

Darcy – 1

Horny interloper – 0

“Little girl, care to explain yourself?” Mommy asked as soon as we were free of the crowd.

“He was flirting with my Mommy. In front of me. That’s not nice.”

“Flirting is natural, your reaction—not so much. It screamed jealousy. Was mommy’s princess jealous?”

Was there a hint of humor to her voice? Had she enjoyed this?

“Would you keep me if I was?” Oops, that wasn’t meant to…

“Princess,” Mommy pulled me aside. “What is going on in that beautiful head of yours?”

Here we were in the middle of Seatac airport when the tears I’d fought so hard to hide hit. Like full on, torrential downpour.

“You. Me. He-he was.” My thoughts were all over the damn place, how could I expect to get a clear sentence out. “It’s over.”

“Sweetheart,” Mommy held me tight, not caring what anyone who saw thought. That was one of the many things I loved abouther. She was who she was and everyone else could fuck right on off. “What’s over?”

“Us.”

“We are? Why?” Great, now Mommy was sad.

“’Cause, ‘cause the month is over. I go back to work on Saturday, and you’ll find someone else.”

“Little girl, look at me.” Shit, now I pissed her off. How many more emotions would I drag her through. “I. Love. You. Not anyone else. This has been the best month of my life and just because we both go back to work doesn’t mean this is over, unless you want it to be.”

“No Mommy, no. I love you so much it hurts.”

“Well, between this little outburst and the heart attack you just gave me I can tell you after we get some food in your tummy that cute derriere of yours is gonna be red. You have got to learn to use your words and not choose ugly actions. Understood?”

I nodded. “So, you still want me?”

“Despite what you just put me through, yes. I’ve never been in love before and I’m starting to question my heart’s decision to be now, but it has chosen you and no one else.”

I deserved the spanking I was about to get for being a bad girl and making mommy worry.

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