Breaking Bedlam (Beautiful Bedlam Book 2) by Ali Harper Page B

Mr. Jackson had signed. Look. To Maria , I can’t believe high school’s already over. I don’t know how I’ll manage without you when I’m gone. Although things look they’re about to drastically change for the worst, know that with the welcoming of every new season there comes new opportunities for new memories, memories of us.  There can be no blossoms in the spring without the passing of a beautiful white winter. And it goes on and on. And he even signed it; I will love you always and forever, Robert Aaron Jackson. R-A-J.” Sienna read out and showed Cora the picture of their mom and Logan’s dad blissfully happy and young.
     
    “This doesn’t mean anything. I briefly dated Robert in senior year. The relationship lasted all of six months and was over years before I met your father. You don’t honestly believe her do you?” Maria asked hesitantly and nervously laughed. Sienna tugged at her earlobe again. The damn ringing had comeback.
    “No. Of course not.” Cora replied quietly.
    “But I-“Sienna began but was quickly spoken over.
    “Enough Sienna. Just stop it. Stop with all the lies.” Cora said sternly.
    “Its not her fault. She’s sick. We’ll get her all the help she needs.” Maria cooed and stroked the hair on Sienna’s head patronizingly.
    Sienna clenched her fists and closed her eyes as the voices cackled and laughed like hyenas in her head. “I’m not the one who’s sick. You are. You’re an alcoholic!” Sienna whispered and slapped her mother’s hand away.
    “ENOUGH OF THE LIES!” she screeched and backhanded Sienna with full force causing her cheek to sting and her head to spin.
    “I’m not lying.” She whispered and put a hand to her burning face. No one was listening. No one cared. It was that simple. A loud thumping sound suddenly resonated from the living room followed by a series of echoes of ‘Ouch!’ Meredith was alive. ‘ Great ,’ she thought sarcastically. Everyone went scurrying back to the living room. All the movement was beginning to wreck havoc on Sienna’s foot, the pain only starting to kick in now. They found Meredith scowling on the floor. She did not look happy.
     
    “What the hell happened to me?” she snarled as Sienna helped her sit up straight on the leather couch.
    “You hit me!” she gasped wide-eyed and winced as her mother placed an ice pack on her forehead. “Not on purpose! I’m sorry.” She apologized feeling genuinely guilty.
    “So you should be you crazy bitch! You belong in the psych ward!” Meredith yelled and pushed her away from her. Sienna bit her lip and decided she deserved that dig. Maria sat down in the recently vacated seat next to her daughter and comforted her lovingly. “You okay?” she asked. “I’m fine. No thanks to fruit loops over there.” Meredith replied seething with anger.
     
    “I’m serious mom, she needs to be put in a hospital or a rehab facilitation or somewhere!” Meredith retorted.
    “I know, honey. I know.” Maria replied playing the innocent troubled mother card.
    “How does all this happen? Do we just drop her off at the nut house? ‘Cos if so, I’ll drive her there right now!” Cora joked. They all began smiling at each other. Sienna just stood there silent as a mouse with the temper of a lion brewing hot in her veins. She felt as though she would explode if she stayed in this house any longer.
    “By all means, let’s go! Anywhere but here is perfect because this is the real nut house. You think I’m crazy? Hah!” she laughed hysterically.
     
    “ You are a pathological liar with deep rooted commitment and emotional issues!” she yelled and pointed at her mother. “And you are just an antisocially depressed young woman who has such low esteem. Whenever you have any problems you hide from them usually behind Meredith to whom you have clearly share a codependent relationship with, and you end up eating your entire bodyweight in chocolate fudge brownies! And I haven’t even