ameliafromwonderland:

reginamills-yourqueen:

ameliafromwonderland:

reginamills-yourqueen:

amelia-fromwonderland:

reginamills-yourqueen:

“I don’t think so, dear! Put that back! You are going to your room young lady and we are having a talk!”

But mommmmmmmmmmm! You are allowed to ‘unwind’ and ‘relax’, why aren’t I?! You really need to learn how to loosen up, Grams has!

“Amelia. That is different. I am of age. You are not. You must learn responsibility first. And, I don’t think you really want to know how your grandmother parents.”

“I’m sorry…I-I just…wanted to try it out! Mom, I can’t stay in a bubble my entire life…how am I supposed to learn from my mistakes if you hardly let me out of your sight?”

“Why do you keep saying things like that? How about you tell me how she parents and then you don’t have to be cryptic about everything.”

“Seriously though, what exactly happened between you two?”

“I am trying to protect you. The world is not a generous place, Amelia. Please, don’t make me tell you.”

“I know you are trying to protect me, but how long to do you expect me to stay in this house?! I found it cute at first, that you wanted me around all the time…but now…it’s starting to feel a prision…”

“Mother, please! Don’t you trust me? I just want to understand…If you loved me, you would tell me!”

“I- I never meant to make you feel trapped, dear,” she swallowed, fighting back tears. She turned her gaze away from Amelia and rubbed her eyes. “I’m just like my mother,” she muttered to herself. “I’m sorry honey. Did…anyone ever tell you about what happened to your…father?”