"Sign here and here, and then fill out the information on the other form." The red-headed receptionist instructed, pointing to the lines in question with her pen before handing Riley the clipboard. The brunette nodded in understanding, walking over to sit in a padded chair in the front lobby while she filled out the information.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6C71d7sqKV
Tucking her purse on the ground below her, she silently began filling out the forms required. The even ticks of the clock on the wall and the dull glide of the pen were the only noises, save for the occasional cough or sniff from an occupant. A stiff silence heavy in the air, the brunette couldn't help but glance around at the others also sitting in the lobby with her. Most of them had similar clipboards in their hands, but some sat reading books or magazines. Maybe someone was visiting while they waited to take them home? Riley could only speculate.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡq5T1Ht3bGA
The form asked for basic information. Her name, address, phone number, and various questions to determine if she was a convicted felon. Despite never having committed a crime before, it was always somewhat nerve-racking to be answering these types of questions. Suddenly it became a lie detector test in her head, and she hesitated before checking the 'no' box next to the listed crimes. What if she had committed murder and somehow didn't know it? It was unrealistic and childish, but one couldn't help but wonder.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡJgtap9BuV3
Thankfully no one else seemed to be aware of her own self-induced anxiety, and she was able to get through the form without problem. A few people had walked up to turn their in already, and she did the same, handing the clipboard to the receptionist kindly.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ21Fa3Tivj2
"Thank you, please have a seat until your appointment time."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡrK7lMPOP1v
Doing as told, Riley sat back in her same seat, holding her purse to her chest. She'd already underwent a search at the entrance to the building, and she suspected she'd be subject to another one before actually getting to the visitation room. It wasn't as rushed or uncomfortable as the airport security, who's job was to get you through as quick as possible. Rather, the prison security guards took their time and were very thorough.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡqLMTVb3wFZ
Even after spending a long time getting ready that morning Riley had arrived to the prison early, knowing she'd probably have to fill out paperwork beforehand. Leg bouncing up and down nervously as she waited, the brunette chewed at her bottom lip. This was it. She was probably only a few hundred feet from her mother. The woman that had caused so much disrupt in her life as of late.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡAI1gS49bAt
If she were being honest, Riley was actually terrified. Of what her mother could do. Or what she would be. Or what she wouldn't be. It was hard to be sure what exactly scared her most about being here, but all she knew was that there was a deep-seated anxiety sitting in the pit of her stomach that wouldn't go away.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡd1elm0bbQd
Why did this woman have so much power over her? With a start, Riley realized that this was exactly what she'd decided against feeling when she had left home originally. She'd decided not to feel oppressed by this woman and her emotional manipulation anymore, and had set off on her own. Yet here she was yet again nearly shaking with the thought of seeing her again. Maybe it was an ingrained reaction by just being in her general vicinity. Perhaps lasting effects from the abuse.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡGgYsaUDeqi
But Riley had already made this decision long ago. A younger, more vindictive, and emotionally hurt Riley. No more, she'd said. No more letting her control her life. She'd take things into her own hands, and do whatever she wanted to. When had that changed? She'd been doing just fine on her own without her up to this point. What happened to that strength? A little of the anxiety left her, as the brunette remembered that she'd gotten this far without her mother in her life. Now wasn't any different.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡd11ehTiq5S
The power was all in her hands. She alone could decide, and it was only by her decision that her mother would walk free or not. With a steeling deep breath, Riley straightened in her seat, curling her hands into fists. She'd listen to what she had to say, but her mother would not be making this decision for her. No way.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡUjT8Fg9QrZ
As if to seal the deal, she reached for her phone and texted Wrench. Where her own strength and resolve failed, she knew she could count on him to support her.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ37g2AqWdEn
I'm just waiting in the lobby now to see her. They won't let me bring my phone or anything in, so I won't be able to talk for awhile.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡwSox6Frp6x
We're with you. Not just me, but the others too.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡi0Qc8vshmT
I know. I appreciate all you guys.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡhq1xsBYoPD
Still nervous?copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡMlvaTCQk2W
A little but not as much now. I had a revelation of sorts.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡSkXIw6dYoA
Ooh, how poetic. What of?copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡSF0TdsvbRk
I think it wouldn't be as poetic if I explained it to you, now would it? :)copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡODFkNzXEUZ
Well, that's hardly fair. Impart your wisdom unto thee, fair maiden ~.^copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡAMjxuQEIP2
Nah.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡiHHiBUK66C
Ok, so, not so fair a maiden…copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡrVf6f3GdHA
The first thing I'm doing is punching you when I get back home.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡcimwQQnuyc
^.^copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡwRTd9v8UCe
The door to the lobby opened, and a security guard walked in, holding up a clipboard. He glanced around the room, before clearing his throat. "Alright, all of those with a 12 o'clock appointment please follow me."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡw39MapPQDw
Several people began standing from their seats, and Riley tapped out as quick of a message as she could.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡqQOMmEDJ8c
The doors just opened, so I have to put my phone away. Text you when I'm done.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡWE3QSdl08Y
Not bothering to wait for a reply, she stuffed the device into her purse and rose to proceed with the other visitors. The security guard ushered them past the door, eyeing them carefully for any funny business.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡfF1prbPg2s
"Do keep in mind you'll be subject to a cavity search before entering the visitation area. There will be lockers for you to store your things safely." He continued, shutting the door after the last stragglers entered inside. The security guard positioned himself up front and began walking down the brightly-lit hallway towards a door at the end. Their shoes thudded and slapped against the tile floor, echoing against the brick walls as they went.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡNtiBgFgTpo
They reached the doorway, and the security guard swiped a badge against a panel on the wall. It beeped, before the door unlocked with a loud click. He opened it, gesturing for the rest of the visitors to follow. They did as instructed, finding themselves in a checkpoint area. Two guards stood just past two metal detectors, holding the smaller, metal detector wands that the airport TSA agents also used. Behind the big conveyor belt on one side stood another, waiting to check their belongings.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6l3abVoxWw
The guard who'd guided them here stopped and turned to regard them, gesturing to a pile of plastic bins set up on a table. "Please remove any jewelry, belts, shoes, and all items in your pockets. They'll be screened by the machine, and we'll let you know which items won't be allowed past the doors."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡvbcxAEJqUL
After yet another pat-down and cavity search, Riley and the other visitors were following after the originally guiding security guard once again, lead down another long, white hallway. He walked backwards, facing them, and began to speak.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡSIebjvRzoh
"A few ground rules: first and foremost, you are allowed a maximum of one hour with the inmate. There will be an alarm that rings once the hour is up, and you will be expected to stand and step away from the partition glass at that time." His voice was loud and held no room for question. The visitors nodded in understanding.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡYvD1FPW3mS
"Contact of any kind is prohibited. There are no gaps in the glass for this very reason." He continued, switching his gaze from one person to the other to make sure they were listening. Seemed he wouldn't be repeating himself. "An inmate retains the right to refuse any and all visitors. If this occurs, you will be escorted back to the visitation lobby and your possessions will be returned."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡAS4NpFr85m
Riley had the sudden fear that perhaps her mother wouldn't want to see her at all. That maybe she'd come all this way for nothing. She hadn't even thought of that possibility. The guard continued on despite her inner worries.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡUY49anE1X3
"You will remain seated at your designated table until either you or the inmate end the visitation. Wandering around is not permitted. You may end the session at any point, simply by hanging up the phone. A guard will escort you back to the lobby." They stopped just outside of a door with a glass front, the letters 'INMATE VISITATION' painted across it. Riley took a deep breath, steeling her nerves.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡiVyWWeLTh7
"Should you require assistance, raise your hand and a security guard will come to you. Any questions?" He finally paused, looking around at the visitors expectantly. There was no response, so he swiped his badge across the panel beside the door and opened it. "Please remain where you are until you are told which station to proceed to."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡLS0QFpv6yA
He asked the name of the person closest to the door, looking on his list and gesturing into the room. They walked forward and around the corner, disappearing from Riley's sight. The process continued, each visitor instructed where to go. Riley tried peering through the open door, but couldn't see anything except another brick wall. There were bright lights around the corner, however.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡsszwCJUgKS
Much sooner than she anticipated, Riley was next in line. The security guard regarded her neutrally. "Name?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡk3NSZK7LDp
"Uh…" She blanked for half a second. "Riley Clarke."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡTphTfXjK4R
His eyes searched the page, before pointing down the hallway. "Go to station 34, on the left side."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡlxkU4XDYdo
She nodded mutely, rounding the corner. There was a row of stools on either side of the room, with a metal shelf separated by panels to give privacy to the visitors and the inmates speaking. Those who'd gone inside first were already seated, some holding the phones up waiting, some calmly sitting there with folded hands.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡQysErsoyd2
The brunette made her way down the aisle, reading the numbers painted on the floor at each station. 30. 32. 34. She stopped, staring into the window where her mother would be. They had yet to bring her here, it seemed, so she took a seat and waited. Her leg bounced against the ground to let off the pent-up tension. Riley was not known to be patient, and this was no exception. Now that she was here, she just wanted this to be over with.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡX6rfZGcjrg
Several more people filed past her, but thankfully there wasn't anyone sitting in either seat to her sides. She had a bit more privacy this way.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡbMNwGRtjQH
A loud buzzer somewhere nearby nearly made her jump, and a door at the far end of the room behind the glass opened. Inmates filed inside the room, their feet chained to prevent running, but otherwise they were just in their orange prison uniform. All of them went for the stations that they were assigned. Riley stared as they entered one by one, waiting to see that familiar face.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡIHfalGCKeP
Nearly the last one to enter, Jocelyn Clarke walked into the room and slowly made her way to the window. Riley's eyes worked overtime, taking in every detail. Black hair down and slightly unkempt, she noticed it had lost some of its curl. Only the tips twisted in several directions. Brown eyes that had once gazed at her warmly now barely held any recognition. Maybe mild curiosity, but nothing past that. Her figure was skinny, almost frail. Prison wasn't being kind to her.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡMbWdqWUDfl
The woman sat, getting herself settled in the chair, before leaning her elbows on the metal shelf between them and staring into her face intensely. She made no move to pick up the phone, choosing instead to study Riley with as much interest as the brunette did in return.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡTq8HWOzp8p
Both women sat inspecting, assuming, and sizing each other up. Riley had tried to come in here without much in terms of expectation, but it seemed by appearance alone, her mother was already disappointing the few she couldn't help but retain. The woman didn't even crack a smile, didn't show any sort of sign that she was happy to see her only daughter after all these years.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Q6m0s2Dcg
She was skinny, gaunt, and pale. Maybe all from being in prison. Maybe from the drugs. Riley would never know. It felt more like she was staring at her mother's corpse, nothing but skin and bones, instead of her living, breathing body. A sobering thought crossed her mind. How had she survived so long on her own? Obviously the woman wasn't taking care of herself.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡsZsodTk7xA
Shaking away the invisible strings holding her in place, Riley reached over to the phone and picked up the receiver, holding it to her ear. Jocelyn didn't immediately do the same, watching her another moment before picking up her own line. Seeing the wrinkled and bony hands clutch the phone, Riley heard the click of the feedback on her end and the inmate held up the receiver to her own ear.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡtq0B8XpHny
Riley let out a pent-up sigh, gripping the phone tighter. She tried her best not to let the nervousness show through. Now was just the time to talk.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7uodQpGT2T
"Hi, mom."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡavSDT5wed3
Marcus must have known that Wrench was restless. The man could read a person so damn easily, it was fucking scary. The anarchist had been sent on somewhat tedious and time-consuming 'missions' all day long, and he was frankly starting to suspect something.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡOGuPhDNHka
Wrench had kept quiet about his suspicion up to the point, partly because he appreciated what Marcus was trying to do, and partly because he actually was extremely restless. It wasn't particularly because Riley was gone. That he could deal with. It was the fact that she was, at that moment, meeting her mom, and he was anxious as to the outcome.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡfsFEFw4mp6
He hadn't lied. He did believe Riley when she said she knew what she was doing. His only worry was her tendency to take someone else's side in an argument because she felt bad or sympathized. Wrench didn't want her own wishes to be trampled by her mother's ability to manipulate her feelings.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡfzB8cvdJKr
Not to mention, he didn't want that fucking woman anywhere near Riley after everything he'd heard. Wrench in particular had a deep hatred for abusers of any kind. This woman was no exception. But it wasn't his call, as much as he hated it. If he started making those decisions for her, he'd be just as bad as her mother. Manipulating her to think or do what he wanted her to.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡNz7hppVc6g
So with those lovely and positive thoughts infesting his mind, Wrench could use a bit of distraction. Marcus, thankfully, always had his back. But these mostly-pointless errands were beginning to wear on him now. After the last 'grocery list' of USBs, computer cables, spray paint for Sitara, and a convenient store stops to grab junk food for the hackerspace, Wrench returned and dropped the plastic bags in front of his friend with relief.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡnmI21ny5KY
"Sweet…" Marcus said, pulling a bag of his favorite chip flavor out of the plastic bag. "Thanks, Wrench."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡc0xO8Kkmt4
"Always at your service." The masked hacker said in a accented flourish, just to be dramatic. He met the offered fist bump, then dug through the things he'd bought for the six pack of beer for himself.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡNgEVy3ktfr
"Hey, how's the bike coming along?" He asked suddenly.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡJCOrFPPeVA
Wrench shrugged, feeling a little bad about the truth. "With all of the Tidis information to go through and…everything else," he added vaguely. Thankfully Marcus knew what he was talking about, "I haven't had much time to work on it. It's almost done, just a few more parts to attach and the paint job, but it might be a bit longer. Sorry, Marcus."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡc7AJWItg5X
The hacker gave him a reassuring head shake. "Nah, don't worry about it. Take your time. I'd rather see it done right than done quick."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡkTeYOM28gh
Wrench nodded, glad that Marcus wasn't disappointed. They both walked over to the couch and lounged beside each other, watching whatever movie was playing currently. It wasn't one either of them recognized. Maybe one of Sitara's.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡz0UnrzdhN8
They mindlessly watched for awhile, too lazy to switch to anything else. Wrench uncapped the beer bottle and lifted his mask to drink it, while Marcus munched away at his chips. With a sad start, Wrench realized he hadn't had the time to really just chill with his best friend like this in a long time. Maybe, without meaning to or realizing it, he'd pushed the others away. Shit.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡR0gsJcbdsg
"Things have changed a bit, haven't they?" Wrench asked out in the open, and Marcus gave him a curious glance.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡbN9pMYbO6s
"A bit…something on your mind?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Gs04UAico
The hacker sighed, shrugging. "Just realized you and I haven't hung out like we used to in…a while."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡq3oHw8UHmn
His friend grinned, nodding in silent agreement. He didn't seem mad about it though. "Maybe, but we're still good. We'll make time to go get drunk off our asses or do something stupid just for the hell of it."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡYxa8WX68Lc
The anarchist nodded enthusiastically, liking the sound of that. Here he'd been worried for nothing. Maybe Riley's habit of always wondering about other people started rubbing off on him. Now he felt ridiculous for even having sweat over it.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡART2SXXsf9
"And it's not like you're the only one that's been sidetracked." Marcus added with a shrug, spreading his hands apart.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡRGdgoJoirK
Wrench gave him a side glance, his mask changing to reflect that, and he cocked his head. Luckily they were the only two in the hackerspace at the moment, so he could ask this out loud without the possibility of someone overhearingcopyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡFphQxeNDmz
"So, you and Sitara, huh?" He asked suggestively. Not saying anything to confirm or deny it, Marcus raised his brows with a smug little grin. Wrench laughed under his breath, punching him lightly in the shoulder. "I fucking knew it."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡQWrJZjHXMW
"Don't you say a damn thing, Wrench. Sitara will hand your ass to you if anyone finds out because of you." Marcus warned with an amused smile.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6EDjU13iju
The anarchist held up his hands, one still holding his beer, in defense. "I prefer having my ass attached to me, thank you. Not a peep. Promise."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3ZTlPqzD4V
Feeling a bit better about the whole thing, Wrench settled comfortably back into the couch and directed his attention back to the screen.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡcUSDESXlPK
It quickly became apparent that this was a chick flick, and as soon as the cliche and stereotypical kiss scene came around to make things extremely awkward, the hackers cursed and scrambled to change it to something a bit more…action packed.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡiWoWfjXiBh
Jocelyn cracked a tiny, amused grin and shook her head slowly. "There's no way you're Riley." She said in certainty, her voice much gruffer and meaner than the brunette ever remembered it being. A humorless, almost mocking huff of a laugh escaped her lips. It sounded more like a couch than anything. "My Riley was a good-for-nothing whiny brat with no backbone. Could barely look me in the eyes. You aren't like her at all."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡMFhG067AKb
The brunette sat partially stunned, some of her hope deflating immediately. Already, and things weren't looking good. Her lips pressed together in a thin line. "Nice to see you too…" She muttered sardonically.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡvW6oALhy76
There were several moments of silence between them. "On second thought, you've got that same smart mouth." Her mother added, narrowing her eyes with recollection. "All bark and no bite, if I remember. Maybe you are Riley."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡjp2Imi1jBD
The brunette felt dismissed, and she hadn't come all the way here just to be denied by this woman. Maybe she wanted her to break down and cry, or beg to be recognized. Hmm. "I am your daughter." She assured, never breaking eye contact. "I'm just not quite what you remember me to be."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡBoiS4jZbTK
"Clearly." Jocelyn swept another glance across her face, taking in the changes.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡnpHuNif5Qm
Riley was surprised to find that her nerves had gone away, now that she was sitting across from her mother. All of the scary scenarios in her head were replaced instead by reality, which was that there was nothing this woman could do to her from behind that glass wall. It instead brought her a strength she couldn't quite understand.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡcaMfS8xUs8
"I came here to have a conversation." She explained evenly, as neutrally as possible. Jocelyn only watched her with those calculating eyes. "I want to hear what you have to say."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡx3wQWB9WM3
"What makes you think I've got anything to say to you?" The woman asked bitterly, slightly cocking her head.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡGasnEgGUlx
Riley shrugged. "You didn't refuse my visit. And maybe you don't want to talk. But it seems like you at least want to hear what I'd have to say." Then, more as an afterthought, she said aloud. "Nothing's free. You gotta give a little to get something in return."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡgyH3NAbkuD
Jocelyn shifted in place, leaning back in her seat, phone still to her ear. Riley was normally a very impatient person, but she felt no need to rush a response. That would only push her away, possibly make her hang up the phone entirely. But eventually the brunette was rewarded with a slow, almost predatory smile.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡt1H0SEC2Ap
"Hmm. At least you didn't turn out stupid." With a heavy sigh, her mother gestured towards her. "What is it you want to know?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5hzyFeOl8a
"Everything." Riley said in earnest. "About you. About what happened. It's been years since I've seen you. I just want to fill in the gaps."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡSpIzsw9DRE
Her mother huffed out a breath through her nose, staring down at the metal shelf she rested her arms on. "It's not all that exciting. Been here since my husband hung himself, never got around to going anywhere else. I've worked at the same goddamn job for years, but it pays enough. Don't know about now though…" She muttered to herself, no doubt wondering what would happen with that when—if—she got out of prison.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡhkGYlyCYBd
It seemed she was going to be brutally blunt about her life, because there was no sugarcoating anything. Not even her father's death. "The only thing I buy nowadays are drugs anyway. Don't need much to do that. Cocaine, meth, and some heroin when I can get it."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡnGuXe9b3vj
None of this surprised her. She'd read enough on her file to figure the sort of things she got up to in her free time, but the disappointing thing about hearing it directly from the woman herself was realizing she didn't sound guilty or regretful about any of it. As if she'd go right back to it as soon as she was released.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡenIWXat7Ok
Her eyes dragged back up to her, a smug glint in her eyes as another predatory smile spread on her face. "And if you're still hoping 'mommy' is some kinda saint, well…I couldn't count how many men I've brought home and fucked until I was senseless."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡL5Fs300GZB
Riley assumed that was supposed to garner some kind of reaction from her. It seemed her mother's entire reason for talking was to show just how awful of a person she really was. As if that was supposed to bring shame upon Riley's own person. The only outward sign of acknowledgement she received though was a raised eyebrow.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡTminjxxuA3
"Anything else?" She prompted, feeling like that didn't explain much at all.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡOPqxMoIfvw
Jocelyn shrugged, leaning back again in her chair with crossed arms. "Not until you starting spilling some secrets too. There's a few things I want to know about you, you're right. Like where the hell you went after leaving me to take care of your ungrateful ass."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡzhBeJFfKle
Riley resisted the urge to roll her eyes. This was going to be like pulling teeth to get any more info from this woman. Things had descended into a negotiation instead of a conversation. She should have expected as much, though.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡmfAEDTbboM
"I'd had enough." The brunette said honestly. If her mother was going to be honest, so was she. "I'd already talked to a women's shelter and was able to stay there for as long as I'd need. Got a job as a waitress to save up some money and enrolled at Bergen Community Collage in New Jersey."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡedBEKn2sCy
"Bergen?" Jocelyn questioned with a confused glare. "Never heard of it."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡZbPApzgEjC
"It's small. Just over the state lines." Riley said patiently. "I got a degree in journalism, then moved to California for a job offer. I've been there ever since." Some details she didn't specify, because it was better off if her mother didn't know exactly where she lived. Just in case.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡTFRtjvnvGM
The brunette tried thinking of something else to add, but finally shrugged. "Not much else to it than that, other than I've got friends, I'm happy with my job, and I have a cat named Pants who I love dearly."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡiUZTzJhBcT
Jocelyn didn't look impressed. In fact, the predatory smile had faded after hearing about the college. In its place was a neutral frown and those piercing eyes staring at her. After some time, she shook her head.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡab50Mvz3aS
"Journalism? Really?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡF3yxxS2UnI
Riley was tired of people questioning her profession. "Yes, really. I enjoy what I do." She decided not to mention that she'd recently quit. That was besides the point and it would only give her ammunition to fire back spite with.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡGFDGzcqQOC
Her mother expressed her doubt, eyes glancing around at the inmates beside her. "Sure you do."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡKYOPZAlyDv
Riley ignored that bit, adding as an afterthought. "And considering I was piss poor living by myself, it wasn't like I could afford any Ivy League schools."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡrjyZQ5RT0f
Jocelyn chuckled under her breath, sounding much more breathy than it probably should be. "Well, looks like some things never change. You'll never stop disappointing me by the sound of it, kiddo."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡCHVfnusNlg
Another attempt to rile her up. Not today, Riley thought as she evened out her bubbling irritation. Things weren't looking good for her mother. Things were getting off track anyway.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡq5feVeOgMs
"Your turn. What happened to you after I left?" The brunette asked without tact.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡLeMkdDp5wq
Jocelyn narrowed her eyes and sniffed, adjusting the grip on her phone. Maybe the fact that the little tricks she used to use to break her emotional stability as a teenager no longer worked poked her in the wrong places. Wasn't that a shame.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡk97fpuKRi5
"Tried figuring myself out. Got drunk a few times. Stayed drunk. Then I added drugs just to see what would happen." Her mother explained, trying to play it all off like she didn't care. But Riley could see the cracks through her armor. The slivers of vulnerability and instability hidden behind those cruel eyes and disapproving frown.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8IbnW6BLmo
"Tried going to Kathy when the money started running out." The woman continued, scratching her arm absentmindedly. "But she only told me to go to rehab. Wouldn't even let me step foot in her house until I was cleaned up."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡe8C0sQDSVa
Riley frowned at the unfamiliar name, and her mother must have noticed. "My sister."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡifkpvJUgAc
Understanding dawned on her face, and the brunette nodded thoughtfully.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡlJUx6RDIC0
Jocelyn scoffed with a head shake. "Not that that meant anything to her. Turns out family doesn't mean a damn thing to anyone anymore." Her eyes turned accusingly towards her, and Riley could just imagine the betrayal she must have felt after a younger Riley left her by herself.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Q9JRBAvuv
Was it her fault that this had all happened? Would things not have turned out as bad if Riley had stayed? The doubts were immediately dashed aside. Strangely enough, it was accompanied by a mental image of Wrench, his arms crossed and mask displaying two angry slashes, facing off against her mother in her head.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡFMLZchJ6xk
Seeking comfort from the fact that Wrench wouldn't have allowed her to believe that this was all her fault, Riley sat straighter in her chair. Her mother might try to push the blame on her, but she wouldn't be taking responsibility for it.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡjT3dq944SH
Distaste suddenly crossed her mother's features, and she leaned forward accusingly. "Is that why you're here? To rub in my face how great your life turned out to be while I rot away in this shit hole? Is that what this is?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5ZxeJpQjUk
"No." She immediately denied, because in fact that wasn't it at all. "I wanted to see you for myself. I wanted to know where you were and how you got here. I wanted to know the information I've been missing all this time. I just wanted answers."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡOA7AzjRjqo
"How convenient you show up when you've got all these security guards and glass walls between us. You've had years to come back, and only now you want to see me?" Jocelyn pinned her with a knowing stare. "What…still scared of mommy?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡDJhGXIQ1NI
"I figured it would be the only environment in which you'd actually talk to me, rather than try to hurt me." Riley admitted freely with a hard stare of her own, because that was also partially true. If her mother was still a free woman, there wasn't a chance in hell Riley would feel comfortable approaching her like this. The security of the prison afforded her a rare opportunity. One she wouldn't pass up.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡISHg7qGXKA
And if it only served to put her own cowardice on display, so be it.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡiyap9KJ03a
"Yeah, well, if you hadn't have abandoned me, maybe I wouldn't be here." Her mother spit with a glare. "Great job stepping over your own mother to have your perfect little life. Go ahead, enjoy it. Because mine's a mess at your expense."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡpHTGnQpeSc
Riley said nothing, not allowing the words to do any sort of damage to her.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡWB5ESc5yaP
Jocelyn continued anyway, leaning forward until her face was right next to the glass. "You think I don't know what I am?" Was her whispered question, terrifyingly calm. "You think I can't see what looks back in the mirror? I know I'm a bitch. I know what a fuck-up I am."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8sojSx4Bx7
She swallowed, shaking her head. "I can't change even if I wanted to."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡLWPFDcw3qo
"Why?" Riley ventured to ask, genuinely curious. This is what she'd wondered. Could her mother change? If given the opportunity to become a better person, would or could she? Was there a chance she could have a mother again? But as the first traces of tears in her mother's eyes began to make them glassy in appearance, her heart broke a little bit further.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡgnZl1Sy6qI
"You don't know what losing the love of your life feels like…" She frowned, trying to hold back the crying as the emotions from that night threatened to surface. "You could never understand what that does to you, not until you actually experience it for yourself."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡWzakS2RXEp
The suggestion gave her an awful mental image of Wrench in that hospital bed instead of herself. She shook the fear aside, not wanting to go down that train of thought.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4qlU5Z6B2x
The hand not holding the phone patted her mother's chest. "There's this…emptiness. And it won't go away, no matter how…" She choked up, taking a breath to steel herself. "No matter how many men I take home, or how much alcohol I drink, or drugs I take. It won't fix it. Nothing does."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0iVZEWRc3i
For the first time, Riley broke her mother's gaze without meaning to, drifting to the shelf between them in sorrow. The brunette knew that her father's death had indeed broken her mother. There was no other explanation for the change in personality afterwards. Her mother had loved her father more than anything in the world. She'd seen it every day as a kid, the way they looked at each other and cared so much for her.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡUZR5kK8bHN
She couldn't help but imagine what Riley would do if something similar had happened. How would she cope? Sure, she had Pants, but would he be enough to stop her from drinking herself into oblivion, or seeking to forget through drugs? Was her mother's actions afterwards somewhat justified? Everyone grieved in different ways, and maybe her mother just didn't know any other way to try coping with the loss.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡAMdWGiWNUY
There it was again. Riley's infernal habit of sympathizing with a sob story. Damnit. But there was so much truth behind her mother's words, Riley didn't know how to approach it without stepping over what she could perceive as justifiable logic.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡlUhgUWdM8h
It's not a bad thing to be selfish every once in awhile. Do something for yourself for once.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ43hW8BHhMp
Wrench's words came clear through her brain, and it made her pause. He was right. If she took everyone else's side all the time, there'd be no one defending her feelings and emotions. They'd never be validated. Riley was allowed to feel like she was in the right. Just this once.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ncikTBgHv
Steeling herself against the waves of guilt for being the person her mother blamed, Riley looked back up at her and didn't look away.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡf2qxjktx7B
"I understand you were in grief. I'm not saying you weren't. But the way you treated me after dad died was…awful. A nightmare." She described, shaking her head with recollections of some of the worst treatment. "There's no justification for child abuse."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡPcF68OHQ5u
The change was immediate. Her mother's earlier expression of pain and grief washed away in a split moment, replaced instead by stunned disbelief. "Abuse?" She snipped, eyes narrowing. "You think you were abused?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡfaSsscl4t2
The brunette had done a valiant job of remaining patient and calm through this whole conversation, but now, at that comment, she'd had enough. For the first time since the conversation began, Riley snapped back angrily. "Of course it was. What else could it have been. After dad died, you didn't have any other way to vent besides the drinking, so you hit me. Repeatedly."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡzJ50gplKXs
Jocelyn tried to speak up but Riley cut her off. She realized that there were still other people around, and quieted her voice down. However, it never lost the outrage and anger behind it. "I kept to myself the countless times a teacher at school asked about the bruises on my arms, or why I didn't want to go outside with the rest of the kids for recess. I stopped hanging out with friends, because if one of their moms saw the marks, they'd ask. And I didn't want to be 'that kid.'" Riley quoted with her free hand.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡmME1SNPADV
"I was told over and over how much of a failure and a disappointment I was. How I'd never amount to anything because of what happened to my dad, and that I had his blood in my veins." She ticked off the other instances on her fingers. As Riley continued, Jocelyn continued growing angrier and angrier. "You locked me in my room on the days you didn't want to take care of me. You read through my diaries to be sure I wasn't saying anything bad about you. If that doesn't sound like abuse to you, then what does?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4T6XlzaHDD
"You weren't abused! You were a spoiled little brat, who got whatever she asked mommy and daddy for." Jocelyn spit, jabbing her finger into the glass with venom. "You should be grateful I even kept you around afterwards. I suffered the loss of a husband-" She started, but Riley leaned in closer to the glass, having heard enough of the excuses and selfish remarks.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡJdmPdDeynb
"And I suffered the loss of a father." Was her reply, tears of her own beginning to pool. Damnit, she hadn't wanted to cry. "And maybe that's not as terrible as losing your partner, but it's still a loss. You're not the only one still carrying that with you."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0JYFLQsAq5
Both women went silent, and strangely enough, Jocelyn's expression softened. Riley felt her tears slide down her cheeks.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡwvZCtkcD1P
The brunette shook her head, trying to wipe away at the tears that fell. "You were the one person I could turn to after he died to help me grieve, and all you did was try everything you could to snub me out. So in reality, I didn't just lose dad. I lost you too…because you used to be a great mom. You were the coolest person in the world to me. I loved you more than anything."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡgL2DAghPOF
Riley watched as tears now spilled freely down Jocelyn's cheeks, and the woman let a strangled sob break through, before sucking in a breath and stifling the rest of her cry. Riley watched with mild detachment, unsure of how to feel about seeing this unexpected weakness from the woman who not one minute ago was continuing the abuse from years ago.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1PpZuaQXLh
The cracks of the indifference and strength compounded, until the armor that surrounded her mother broke away entirely, leaving the broken woman who Riley didn't recognize anymore. Had she really never realized that Riley was suffering just as much as her from the loss of the man they both loved? Had she been that blind? Had she wanted so badly to be the victim that she completely disregarded Riley's own grief?copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3iM2Ugn7Tp
Jocelyn cried silently to herself for a few minutes, and Riley waited. The brunette took the time to allow her own tears to dry, feeling the sadness slowly fade. In a heartlessly monotone voice, she shook her head. "Just because you were suffering didn't mean I wasn't."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡWaaZOLf5B4
The woman let out more sobs, unable to speak through her emotional state. Riley watched her for several more seconds in an attempt to allow her to compose herself. Eventually, Jocelyn seemed to realize that she couldn't spend the rest of their conversation sitting there in a crying mess. Sniffing loudly several times, she straightened and used the sleeve of her orange uniform to wipe her tears away.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡLCUaCpksn6
At this point, Riley had no doubts that this woman could ever become anything like her mother again. Maybe on the surface, she could pretend. And a cruel, desperate part of herself wondered if that wouldn't be so bad, to have even a fake relationship with this woman. But the rest of her knew it would never work. Now that she thought about it, she'd made her decision about 20 minutes ago already. She was just prolonging the inevitable departure, perhaps wanting to get as much as she could out of this visit. It was selfish but…that wasn't necessarily a bad thing as she'd come to learn.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡJqowsjMQqF
"You know," Riley started again once Jocelyn had calmed down enough to talk, ready to end the conversation already, "I had another reason for coming to see you."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡfnPpmEbCJM
"Oh yeah?" The woman asked, genuinely curious, but becoming a tad suspicious.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡHvpCF120tp
The brunette sighed and shook her head. "I considered the thought of posting your bail, but I wanted to know what sort of person you are now before I made any sort of decision."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6cPvJiPv8f
Jocelyn's head snapped up, staring at her wide eyed. "My bail?"copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡbnC1NZFYCp
"Yeah…at least, I was going to." Riley met her gaze evenly. It was about time to wrap things up. "But now I know that wouldn't be a good idea."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡLkUaWzbYAF
"Excuse me?" The question burst from Jocelyn's lips, and she leaned forward aggressively. But Riley wasn't swayed, feeling no regrets with the decision she'd made. There was nothing more to glean from speaking with her further.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡnHSccBu16C
"Like you said before. You could never change. And I don't particularly like the person you've become." She cleared her throat, having heard enough from this woman. "I'm glad I got the chance to talk to you like this though. It's helped me answer a lot of questions, but don't expect to ever see me again. I've come to the conclusion that I'd rather move on with my life. So, I guess this is goodbye."copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡhi0UjNUYMw
"You…little fucking bitch!" Jocelyn yelled into the phone, fully standing up from her chair and seething her hatred from the other side of the glass. A security guard who'd until this point stood against the far end of the wall hurried over to restrain her.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡnxQhHNRTLr
Without waiting to hear whatever her mother would say next, the brunette hung up the phone back on the receiver and stood from her seat. Jocelyn's muffled screamed and the insistent banging against the glass was all she could hear as she waved to the security guard at the end of the aisle of visitation stations. She was calmly escorted out, while the guards on the other side of the glass pinned her mother down. Several curses and obscenities were directed at her back as the brunette left the room.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡy98qll1Qn8
Barely 3 in the afternoon, Riley lay in her hotel bed, staring at the wall. It had been some time since she'd gotten back from the prison, but she didn't feel like moving. Too much was on her mind. Not any regrets or guilt or anything, and by the next morning the brunette was confident she'd be back to normal, but for now it just left her a little stunned that it had all actually happened.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡtFqtzKhtI3
Riley felt sound in her decision to keep her mom locked up. She wasn't even really her mother anymore. Maybe she did feel some remorse for what she'd done, but obviously held no intention of changing her behavior up to this point. It was all she knew how to do now.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ05ARniEfbq
At least Wrench wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. And neither would Riley, come to think of it. But she could still feel disappointed that this woman had failed all of her expectations and then some. So many hopes had been dashed all at once.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡGJzPaVbbMy
A buzzing on the table made her jump, and she glanced to see the screen of her phone lit up brightly. A text. Sighing, she eventually reached over and grabbed the device from the table. Predictably, it was from Wrench. A tiny smile graced her lips reading through it.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡkgeLKNv1hd
Everything ok? Haven't heard from you in awhile.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5hjG9HYNWa
In all the commotion, Riley had forgotten to text Wrench after leaving the prison. Oops. Either way, she was really lucky to have a guy like him always supporting her the way he did.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡeDUOt4JEgw
Just thinking about everything.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡdAMrlxeQyw
So, what's the verdict?copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4EOokX5iL1
She's not my mom anymore. Hasn't been for years. I don't know who that woman is now.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡtZFnN8rxMH
Obviously I was hoping that you wouldn't bail her out but…I'm sorry she wasn't what you thought she'd be, Riley. I know how important this was to you.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ40hRrDoGuX
It's ok. I tried not to go in there with expectations, but I couldn't help but be disappointed. It's my own fault.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡcyB0WVY2eJ
Stop with the 'its your fault' shit. Just let it be.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4HIJ4wRw4E
I know, I'm trying.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡe8EvZ69oND
So you'll be on your way home tomorrow?copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡl0cW09SZc6
Riley paused, having been thinking about her next move. After sitting there, going over the conversation in her head, she kept thinking about one thing in particular. Well, more like one person. Kathy. Jocelyn had mentioned her sister Kathy, and Riley wondered if she was still alive.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡIgOq0TXSp1
Wanting to know, she'd tracked down her location from an ancestry site and a few other database searches. In fact, miraculously, Kathy Dixon was still alive. And happily married to a Jim Dixon. They still lived in Georgia, in the same house they always had.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡwDab9ahjy4
Riley had their address and everything. They were just a plane ride away.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡXT49P5jH4v
Riley?copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡONMCeMvbEV
She realized she hadn't responded in several minutes, and she finally typed out a message.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡdbynmIxE15
I actually found out something that I might want to look into. My mom's sister in Georgia is still alive. When I was really little she came to visit for Christmas, but that's the only time I've ever seen her, and I don't remember all that much. I'm considering going to meet her.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡJYZO8OUswZ
Is she anything like your mom? Because you might be flying all the way out there to be disappointed again.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡXkMKX0wsca
I don't know. That's why I want to meet her. She's the only family I have left. Quite literally.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡoqmXNIFlnH
So, you'll be gone a bit longer…copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡr6GqVPfPhL
Riley could tell he was sad to hear she'd be gone for longer than she originally had anticipated, but it was nice to know she was free to make her own decisions without worrying that he'd get mad or irrational about it.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡPf6BZ3CvwP
Yeah, but don't worry. I'll be back before you know it.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡGUf3R3Lwo9
Well, at this rate you'll travel the whole country before getting back home. ~.^ Just don't forget which place to eventually come back to.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡeQgUgbKw11
I promise. :) I should probably go though. I'm a bit tired after all that waiting and the emotional tension.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡhQgnsgr5MX
Ok, get some rest then. You know where to look if you want to talk again. ^.^copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡVtRawIeifC
Smiling, Riley set her phone down and reached for her laptop, searching up tickets for flights to Georgia. Hopefully one that left tomorrow.copyright protection47ＰＥＮＡＮＡrttHoKT8gV
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