Chaotic Dinner

Chaotic Dinner
The silence that followed was deafening as I kept staring at her eyes and I watched as she took out a note and a pen from her bag, I grew confused and anxious by the minute, I was slowly losing my mind.

"Who are you?, What's the meaning of these questions?" I asked carefully, all eyes were on me like I was the crazy victim.

"They are just questions that I deprived from your actions here, the way you act, I can't help but come up with the theory that you may be under the influence of alcohol or hard drugs, you can talk to me Arabella or do you want a private session where we can discuss, I get it that you might feel ashamed to say the truth, I'm here to help you" She revealed and this only got me pissed than before, who did she think she was?.

"Excuse you!, Who the fuck are you?, Answer me or I will drive this fork right into your stupid face!" I threatened as I grabbed hold of a fork but Emilia held my hand like she knew my next line of action in a heartbeat.

"This is not the way, Arabella, calm yourself and don't make a scene here!" Emilia cautioned while Conrad stared without saying a word like he wanted me to actually cause a scene.

"I'm Miss Florence, I'm a therapist and my colleague over here is Mr Boyce, a child specialist, and over by my left is Mr Andy, a credible lawyer of class and taste," she said, I froze in a heartbeat, was this a setup?.

"What's the meaning of this Conrad?, Why do we have a lawyer, a child specialist, and a fucking therapist in my house?, Why do we have these people for dinner?" I yelled at Conrad who simply took a sip from his wine but before he could take another sip, I knocked the glass off his lips, watching as they shattered to pieces on the marble-tiled floor.

"You either tell me what's going on or this will be a dinner you will greatly regret for a long time!" I threatened again, my eyes raw with anger.

"Please Mrs Arabella, calm down, we aren't here to cause any trouble, we are just here to make a simple assessment and be on our way, surely, if you have nothing to hide, this will all be over in a heartbeat" Mr Andy finally spoke up, his voice calm and filled with persuasion.

"I had to invite them for the assessment and with everything that has been going on, the world needs to know that everything will be fine, I'm here for you" Conrad revealed, holding my hand like he meant those words with all his heart but I knew it was a facade.

"I have nothing to hide, I'm nothing short of an honest woman" I answered gently and took a bite from my turkey wrap.

"Are you sure about that Miss Arabella?, Now's the time for you to be honest, clearing your name is what matters?" Florence asked gently, I genuinely wanted to rip her face off but I had to keep my cool at all costs to stay in character.

"Yes I am, my family knows me and everyone around me knows that I'm a woman of love and compassion, I can never lie nor do anything to hurt those I love" 

"Then why does your son fear you?"

I was silent for a moment as her question sank deep, I stared at Michael who had no care in the world as he drank his juice nonchalantly, he stepped out of the dining room in a moment, leaving behind the crumbs from his meal he had devoured recklessly.

"My son doesn't fear me, he loves me with all his heart, Michael is my one true love and he knows that" I answered briefly with a smile etched on my lips and my palms growing sweaty.

"I highly doubt that, the internet is ablaze about this very issue, and from what I have seen, your anger sets your son on a path of fear, you desire to control everything about him, not giving him a chance to breathe" she revealed.

"That's not true, all I have ever done is look after son with all my heart, I have the right to scold him as his mother, if you had any child, you would understand but you can't relate" I mocked her and the smile on her lips soon vanished, I had definitely hit a nerve and I liked the sound of that.

"I don't need to have a child to know how to properly treat one, I love children and I do everything in my power..."

"Then go fucking get a child of your own, or are you scared of being pregnant, you may be a therapist but all I see in your eyes is loneliness, you aren't loved enough, I see the dark holes in your heart" I cut her off in her speech and she closed her eyes for a second, pounding hard on my comeback but she simply smiled while her minions jotted down like it was a show for them.

"It's a shame to know that your son fears you more than he loves you, a nightmare if I should say," she said softly, my hands shook for a moment as the memories came back, the recent character development of my boy, and everything that has been going on for a while.

"Moving on from that, I would love to know more about your father, his death must have broken you so badly and it doesn't get talked about the way it ought to," she asked.

I couldn't say a word as I drifted back to the past, watching my father hate me for choosing Conrad before he died.

"Some people say he died painfully, some say you too were never on good terms and that haunts you till this very moment, does that explain your recent actions, are you having traumatic attacks?" she asked.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as her questions stabbed me in the heart, I had finally given in to my emotions and my hands shook, I couldn't control myself.

"Talk to me dear, I believe we need more therapy sessions" she suggested, everyone waited for a response from me but I remained silent, the tears in my eyes streaming down my cheeks so fast.

"She's fragile Miss Florence, I have watched her survive many battles and I believe she will definitely survive this, she's suffering mentally and I want to help her," Conrad said, placing his hands on my shoulder and rubbing my hair like he actually cared, I stared at him, watching as he lied to them, calling me mentally unstable.

I tried to speak but my salty tears filled my mouth, the tears came from a place of pain and despair.

"Very well then, we have everything we need Mr Conrad, thank you for having us for dinner" Mr Boyce revealed and the three of them stood up without hesitation.

They waved at me but I stared with pain in my heart and anger in my eyes, this was an ambush staged by Conrad to humiliate me, and staring into his eyes only brought up one single thought in my heart.

"Drive the fork right into his heart" my inner dark voice screamed.