Saturday, July 31, 2010

Addie and Alexis- Part 5

“Mom, can I sleep over at Bailey’s tomorrow?” Addie asked, walking into the kitchen where her mother was reviewing notes, cooking dinner, and reading a story written for her by Alexis, all at the same time.

“Will her parents be home?” Téa asked without looking up from her notes.

“Yep,” Addie responded, smiling.

“Okay, sure sweetie, do you need a ride over?”

“I’ll probably just go home with Bailey after school.”

“Sounds good to me, just call me when you’re ready to come home on Saturday and I’ll come get you.”

“Thanks Mom,” Addie said, sitting down at the kitchen table.

“I saw on the guide that Grey Gardens is on tonight…want to stay up a little late and watch it with me?” Téa asked, smiling.

“Really? It’s on? I’ve been waiting for weeks to see it!”

“I know, it’s on at..”

“Mom! Guess what!” Alexis said, running into the room, interrupting Téa. Téa turned to Alexis, obviously annoyed.

“Alexis, don’t interrupt!” Téa snapped, irritated at having to tell Alexis this same thing over and over every single day.

“Sorry,” Alexis said, joining Addie at the table.

“Anyways, it doesn’t start until 9, but I think it’s definitely worth staying up for,” Téa finished.

“Me too, I’m so excited now! Did you know that none of my friends have even heard of it? Weird eh?” Addie chattered.

“I know, I don’t think it’s very….” Téa started.

“New Moon comes out tomorrow, can we go get it?” Alexis interrupted again. Téa turned and stared at her, giving her a threatening look. Alexis stopped talking.

“Alexis, I am trying to talk to your sister right now. If you can’t sit here without interrupting us, then go to another room until we’re finished,” Téa said.

“But I just want to know if we can get New Moon tomorrow,” Alexis whined.

“We’ll talk about it later,” Téa said, turning back to Addie.

“Anyways, I don’t think it’s very well-known. I saw the original version years ago.”

“Yeah, but since Drew Barrymore is in the new one, more people might see it. Can we have…” Addie started, only to be interrupted by Alexis yet again.

“What’s Drew Barrymore in? I love her in ET!” Alexis exclaimed, smiling widely, obviously just trying to annoy everyone at this point.

“Out!” Téa yelled, pointing at the door. “Go watch TV until dinner’s ready.”

“Whaaaatttt?!” Alexis asked, innocently.

“Alexis, go!” Téa stressed, not letting Alexis’s cuteness take over.

“Fine,” Alexis said dramatically, rolling her eyes and skipping out of the room.

“This might not be the best time to ask, but can you watch Lex for an hour after dinner? I have to meet with a client,” Téa asked, a look of desperation on her face.

“Fine,” Addie said, mimicking Alexis. Téa laughed, and rushed over to give her a big suffocating bear hug.

The next day after school Addie met her friend Bailey outside on the sidewalk, and started to walk home to Bailey’s house for their sleepover.

“It worked. I told my mom that we were going to someone’s birthday party on Rogers Street, and that we’d be home at 11. She thinks their parents will be there, and since we’re going together, we can just walk. By the time it’s 11 she’ll be asleep and won’t have a clue!” Bailey chattered excitedly.

“And my mom thinks I’m just sleeping over at your house!” Addie exclaimed. The two girls started talking about the party, held by some older kids who invited them. It was the first time they’ve been invited to a party with the older kids, and the first party where there would be alcohol. Both girls were excited to try their first taste of beer, thinking that it would be harmless just to try it. And of course, neither girl ever imagined they would get caught. To them, their plan was flawless.

…later that night

Having just put Alexis to bed a couple of hours ago, Téa finished wiping down the kitchen counter, and sauntered into the living room, stretched out on the couch with her laptop and a glass of wine to review one of her court cases for the following week. Five minutes into her reading, the phone rang. Wondering who would be calling at midnight, she quickly grabbed the cordless phone, thinking it must be some sort of emergency.


“Téa? It’s Bailey’s mom.”

“Allison, hi. Is everything okay?” Téa asked.

“I was just wondering if the girls were there.”

“No, they’re not, I thought they were staying at your house.” Téa replied, confused.

“They are. They left to go to a birthday party and said they’d be home by 11. That was an hour ago, and Bailey isn’t answering her phone.”

“They went to a party? Do you know where?”

“I know it’s on Rogers Street…”

“I’ll be over in a few minutes, I think I know what’s going on,” Téa said, hanging up the phone, remembering mention of a party at some older kids’ house while she was waiting outside the school for Addie one day last week. She got Alexis out of bed and drove her over to Rachel’s house, and continued on her way to Bailey’s. Allison was waiting outside, and hopped in Téa’s car as soon as she drove up.

“I think I know where they are…and I don’t think it’s a cake and ice cream kind of birthday party,” Téa said, driving in the direction of Rogers Street. “We know what street the house is on, so it shouldn’t be too hard to find the one with a bunch of partying high school kids.”

Sure enough, there was music blaring from one house, the front door wide open, kids hanging around outside drinking and smoking. Téa parked the car, and both mothers hopped out, on a mission to find their younger daughters. They walked through the front door relatively unnoticed, and stopped dead when they came to the kitchen, seeing both Addie and Bailey with red plastic cups in hand, laughing with their friends in a smoke filled room.

“Addison Matthews!” Téa snapped, approaching Addie.

Addie and Bailey both looked up, horrified.

“Mom?!” Bailey cried, thoroughly embarrassed that her mother was crashing a party.

“What’s this?” Téa asked, taking Addie’s cup from her.

“Nothing! It’s just Coke!” Addie cried, trying to grab the cup back from her mother, Téa moved back, out of Addie’s reach, and took a sip.

“Mmm hmmm, tastes like Coke to me,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Let’s go, right now,” she snapped. Addie and Bailey quickly got up and followed their mothers out the front door, hoping not to be noticed by too many people. The drive back to Bailey’s house was silent, and when Téa stopped the car, Allison and Bailey got out of the car without a word. Allison thanked Téa, and walked up the driveway, and Téa backed out and continued home. She didn’t say a word to Addie, and Addie was growing more and more afraid of what was going to happen to her. It wasn’t often that her mother had nothing to say to her. After a few minutes, she decided to break the silence.

“Mom?” Addie said timidly from the back seat. Téa looked at her in the rearview mirror. Addie noted that she looked more angry than she had ever seen her before, and decided it would be best to keep her mouth shut. Within minutes they were home, and inside. Once they had their coats and boots off, Téa picked up the hallway phone and dialed Rachel’s number. Addie took this opportunity to sneak away up to her room to formulate some sort of story. Seeing that she was about to escape, Téa pounced from behind, grabbing her arm. She angrily pointed at the couch in the living room, and let go of Addie’s arm. Knowing she was defeated and had no way out of this, Addie went to the couch and sat down.

“Hi Rachel, it’s me,” Téa said as soon as Rachel answered her phone. “Can you keep Lex there tonight? Yes, everything’s fine, I found her. Yeah…I’ll talk to you in the morning. Thank you so much. Bye.”

Addie sat on the couch, cautiously watching her furious mother pace back and forth in front of her. In her hurry to get out the door she threw on the work clothes she had been wearing that day, consisting of a sexy form-fitting grey suit with a flashy red tank top underneath, paired with her signature, a pair of high-heeled boots that we clicking across the hardwood floor with each step that Téa took. Between the outfit and the clicking boots, Addie felt like she was in a courtroom being cross examined, which scared her half to death. After a few minutes of this, Téa stopped and looked at Addie.

“Do you have anything to say for yourself young lady?” she asked angrily.

“I’m so sorry Mom,” Addie responded, her timid voice shaking noticeably.

“You’re sorry? That’s it? No story, no lies to get yourself out of trouble to go along with the lies you told to get yourself INTO trouble?” Téa raged, letting her temper get the best of her. Addie had never seen her mother this angry with her before. She had seen her this angry while arguing her point in court, or when having to deal with a difficult client. But she had never ever spoken to her daughter with this harsh of a tone. Addie didn’t have a chance to answer this seemingly rhetorical question because Téa continued on quickly.

“Drinking? At your age? Are you kidding me Addison Matthews? I am so angry with you!” she said, pointing at Addie as she spoke. “I trusted you! I don’t even know what to do! Should I ban you from being friends with Bailey? Should I send you back to boarding school where alcohol isn’t even available? Should I ground you for the rest of your life, lock you in your room, stop you from going to school, make you come to work with me so I can see you all the time and make sure you aren’t sneaking off and doing things that you know you are NOT allowed to do?”

Téa stopped to take a breath and when she did, Addie, who was staring wide-eyed at her mother, burst into tears. She covered her face with her hands, her long blond hair falling forward, her small body shaking with each sob. She was so scared by her mother’s tone and harsh words, and even worse, felt so guilty because she knew she deserved every single harsh word. Téa wasn’t in the mood quite yet to comfort her daughter. She usually couldn’t stand to see Addie hurt and crying but at that moment, she didn’t care, and felt justified in everything she had said and was fighting back a louder voice and harsher words as it was.

“Go to your room,” Téa said sternly and simply, standing with her hands on her hips, her weight shifted more onto one leg than the other, slightly tired from all that had happened.

“W…w..what?” Addie cried, looking up.

“I said go to your room. I’ll be up to discuss this further,” she said, knowing she desperately needed to calm down before dealing with any sort of punishment.

“B..but…” Addie started.

“I mean it Addie, RIGHT now,” Téa snapped, taking a step backwards as she felt her temper ignite once again.

Addie jumped slightly, shocked that her mother wouldn’t talk to her and settle the situation right away. She quickly got up off the couch and ran upstairs as fast as she could. Téa let out a ragged breath, ran her hand through her hair and covered her face, letting her own tears of frustration fall freely now. She walked back into the kitchen, poured herself a glass of water, pulled out an island stool and sat down. Taking deep breaths and slowly drinking the water, Téa was able to bring herself back down to a calm and rational place.

Addie’s heart started to pound harder when she heard Téa’s steps approaching her bedroom, but to her surprise, she kept going right past, and into her own room, shutting the door behind her. Addie let out a sigh of relief, thinking her mother had decided to go to bed.

Shutting the door behind her, Téa stepped back to examine her collection of belts that hung from the back of the door. There were many, one to go with each possible outfit it seemed. Many of them had funky raised designs or little jewels on them, which were immediately ruled out because they would cause much more harm than necessary. Some were brightly coloured, and she dismissed those as well, not wanting to be overly theatrical. As she ran her hand through her collection she stopped at one that jumped out at her. It was plain, dark brown and quite thick, without a glossy finish- just plain old heavy leather. She took it down off the peg and set it down on a chair. She changed into a pair of fitted dark grey yoga pants, a black camisole and a red zip-up hooded sweater, quickly tied her dark brown hair back into a pony tail, picked the belt up, left her room and crossed the hall, stopping in front of Addie’s door. She didn’t have to talk herself into giving her daughter this spanking like she normally did. She was really mad, and knew Addie completely deserved what was coming to her this time. She opened the door and stood in the doorway holding the belt, with her best “angry mom face” on.

Addie was laying on top of her made bed with her eyes closed, trying to calm down herself. When she heard her door open she opened her eyes and looked to see her mother standing there holding a belt folded in half. Addie immediately sat up, realizing what was about to happen.

“Mom, please, I’m so, so sorry! Please don’t!” she pleaded, terrified of the belt that had not once been used to spank her, but had been used on several occasions as a threat.

“Addie, don’t start,” Téa warned, putting her hand up to signal that Addie should stop talking. “I’m very disappointed in you, and very angry with the choices you’ve made today. You know what my rules are, and you know that there are consequences for breaking them. For lying to me, you’re grounded for the rest of the month. For drinking, you’re getting a spanking. This is not negotiable, and no amount of your crying and pleading will change your punishment.” She lectured in her often-practiced lawyer’s bluntness and sternness.

Addie, not trying to hide the fact that she was terrified, started to cry and got up off her bed and approached her mother. She was quite short for her age, and only came up to Téa’s shoulder.

“Mommy, please don’t be mad, I’m so sorry!” she cried, and wrapped her arms around her mother. Téa returned the hug, gently stroking the back of Addie’s head, smoothing her hair. She softened a little, her natural instinct to protect her daughter kicking in.

“I love you so much Addie, and I care about you more than you can imagine. That’s why I’m so upset sweetheart. I want the best for you in life and I know that making bad choices now will only lead to more bad choices later on. I can’t just sit by and watch. It’s my job as your mom to make sure you do the right things, not the wrong things,” Téa said softly as she held Addie, slowly rocking back and forth. “Okay?” Addie nodded her head. Téa squeezed her, then released her, and stepped back.

“Please don’t spank me with that, it’ll hurt TOO much!” Addie sobbed whole-heartedly, shaking a little, half from crying, half from fear. “I’ll do anything you want, I’ll be grounded for….EVER! Just please don’t!”

“Addie….Addie, stop and listen to me,” Téa said calmly, lifting Addie’s chin with her fingers, forcing her to look at her. “What you did was really bad, and you deserve to be punished for it. I think you understand that. I know this is scary, and I know it’s going to hurt a lot, and I know that you will never want me to give you another spanking like this one ever again. And that’s the point. Okay?”

Addie, taking deep breaths, wiped her eyes and nodded in agreement.

“Good. Now let’s get this over with, and hopefully we’ll never have to re-visit this issue again,” Téa said, taking Addie’s hand and leading her towards her oversized bed. She sat down, and reached out to unbutton Addie’s dark denim jeans. Addie didn’t protest, but did whimper a little and look at the floor.

“Let’s just get these out of the way,” Téa suggested, pulling the jeans all the way down to the floor and helping Addie step out of them, which left her standing there in a pair of skimpy black lacy panties that Téa had no idea she owned. “Where did these come from?” Téa asked curiously, a little surprised by how revealing and sexy they were for a young teenager to be wearing.

“Um…Bailey gave them to me,” Addie replied shakily.

“Oh. Okay….well, we can talk about that later,” she said, silently reminding herself that maybe the panty choices of young girls had changed a little since she was Addie’s age.

“Come on,” Téa urged, gently pulling a slightly reluctant Addie over her lap. She adjusted herself a little, wrapping one of her arms tightly around Addie’s waist, her hand resting strongly on Addie’s outer hip. She rested the other hand on Addie’s pantied bottom, and let a few seconds of silence pass before speaking, to be sure she had Addie’s full attention.

“I’m SO disappointed in you Addie, and it’s going to be a long time before I’ll be able to trust you again,” Téa said slowly, letting each word sink in. Addie choked out an “I’m sorry” which was the best she could do at the moment.

Téa lifted her hand off her daughter’s bottom and sharply and briskly began spanking her rhythmically, alternating between her left cheek and her right. The skin around the panties immediately began to blush a bright pink and Addie was yelping out in quiet pain with each spank. There was no warm-up happening this time; Téa was giving it her all, and Addie knew it. Aside from Addie’s quiet yelps and sobs the only sound in the room was that of skin slapping skin over and over again. As Téa began to notice a dark red hue peeking out from underneath the panties she decided that they needed to go. She stopped spanking for a moment and flexed her hand to ease the sting that had built up, then, taking the waistband in her hand, peeled Addie’s black lacy panties down to her mid-thighs. Addie didn’t protest, but did begin to cry harder. This was by far the hardest, longest hand-spanking she had ever received, and had wrongly assumed it was over.

Once the pulled-down panties were where Téa wanted them, she continued her hand-spanking while Addie started to panic. If this was the “warm-up,” then the real spanking with her mother’s belt would surely kill her! This thought process was interrupted by the stinging pain that continuously seared her bottom, and decided that it would be best to try to talk her way out of this before things went too far.

“Mom!” Addie cried desperately through her sobs. “Please, please stop! Let’s just talk about it, pleeeeaaaasssssseeeeeeeeeee stop!”

Téa didn’t respond with words but with sharper spanks to Addie’s upper thighs.

“Ahhhh! Mommy, please! It hurts too much….pleaseeee!”

When this plea was met with even sharper slaps, Addie reached back in a desperate attempt to block the spanks. Téa quickly had hold of her hand, pinning it at the small of her back, and continued. She was on a mission, and was determined to carry it out effectively this time to avoid having to address the issue in the future. When Addie realized that she had no other choices she began to fight. She wasn’t trying to be disrespectful, but she knew she couldn’t handle the promised belt-spanking, and she had to do something. Not thinking very clearly, she began kicking and trying to roll around in an attempt to fling herself off of her mother’s lap.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” Téa said, stopping the spanking to grasp her daughter tighter and force her back into place.

“I want you to stop Mom, you won’t listen to me! It hurts too much, please stop!” Addie pleaded.

“It’s supposed to hurt too much Addie, you’re being punished. Now, I suggest you stop right now unless you want another spanking added to the list,” Téa warned. She waited a second, and Addie didn’t stop.

“Alright, I’ve had enough. Get up, right now,” Téa demanded, helping Addie up and off her lap. They both stood up, and Téa grasped Addie’s arm and marched her to an empty corner in the room, placing her in it.

“I’m giving you 5 minutes to calm down, and I suggest you do just that young lady,” Téa said sternly. “And don’t even think about rubbing your bottom.”

Addie said nothing, and Téa pulled out the desk chair, sat down, and crossed her arms. The room was silent except for Addie crying and Téa tapping her fingernails on the desk unknowingly, and the 5 minutes passed slowly.

“Alright,” Téa said, motioning for Addie to come back over as she herself moved back over to the bed and sat down. Addie silently obeyed and allowed herself to be guided over her mother’s lap again. Téa started spanking again, and only about 5 swats later Addie started fighting again. Téa stopped, and, more aggressively this time, pushed Addie up and led her to the corner.

“I’m not going to fight with you Addison. We can do this all night, I have nowhere to be. You’re getting this spanking young lady, and I refuse to be kicked and slapped in the process. If that means that we spend the next 6 hours going back and forth like this until you can behave properly, then so be it,” she said, and sat back down in her chair.

They made this trip to the corner and back two more times before the hand-spanking was over, and by then Addie had exhausted herself and came to fully understand that her mother wasn’t going to cave like she expected, and that she was just prolonging the process, and also making her mom more angry. That final time, only a few minutes into Addie’s corner time, she whispered her truce from her spot without turning around.

“I’m done….I’m sorry Mom, I’ll stop fighting with you.”

“Okay, good,” Téa said, hiding the frustration and exhaustion she was feeling. She met Addie in the middle of the room, and, placing her hand on Addie’s upper back, led her to her large bed.

“I want you to bend over the side of the bed,” Téa said, gently helping her crying daughter into position. Addie complied, and found herself fairly immobile with her feet not touching the floor.

“I want you to seriously listen to me for a minute, okay? I understand that you didn’t drink much, but you are far too young to be drinking anything at all. You shouldn’t be going to parties with older kids and from now on I want to speak to parents before you go anywhere. Anything could have happened tonight at that party. Someone could have put something in your drink, you could have ended up in a car with a drunk driver, you could have had alcohol poisoning. All of these things could happen to anyone but especially someone like you who is so young and doesn’t know better. Your life is more important to me than anything, and I’ll do anything to make sure nothing happens to you.”

“I know, I’m so sorry. I love you Mom,” Addie whispered.

“I love you too, so much,” Téa responded, stroking Addie’s cheek and brushing some fallen hair behind her ear.

Téa picked the belt up off its spot on the bed, folded it in half, and put her other hand on Addie’s back, pressing down to keep her somewhat in place. Addie took two handfuls of her quilt, squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath. A second later she felt the intense burn of the belt sear into her bottom, leaving a crimson stripe. She sucked in her breath and sobbed. Only a couple of seconds passed before she felt the next one, landing right below where the first one had. Téa worked her way down Addie’s bottom to her thighs, and back up again. By now Addie was crying out with each strike. Téa silently decided on only five more, and delivered these with strength and speed, all the while Addie screamed in pain, but didn’t move.

Téa gently dropped the belt and sat down on the bed next to where Addie was laying. She slowly started to rub her back and whisper soothing words, a concerned look on her face. Her anger had left her and had been replaced by her need to nurture.

“It’s over sweetie, shhh. You’re forgiven, I’m not angry anymore,” she said.

“I’m soo sorry Mom…I’m sorry I lied to you, I won’t do it again, I promise,” Addie cried, feeling quite guilty about her behavior.

“I know you are honey, I know you’ve learned your lesson,” she said, helping Addie up. Addie winced at the pain of her bottom making contact with the bed, and cried fresh tears as Téa wrapped her arms around her and rocked back and forth.

…the next morning

“Good morning, my beautiful chicklet,” Téa sang, looking up from the newspaper she was reading at the kitchen table while having her coffee.

“Morning,” Addie said tiredly. She went over to the cupboard and took out some cereal, poured milk on it, leaned up against the counter, and started to eat.

“How are you feeling this morning?” she asked, her voice a mixture of concern and sternness.

“I hurt a lot,” Addie said softly.

“I’d imagine you do. It’ll serve as a really good reminder of what will happen to you if you ever drink or lie to me again,” she said.

“Ohhh do we really have to talk about it AGAIN?” Addie asked, sounding tired.

“No, not right now. But we will be talking about it….a lot.”


Storm said...

Great story, Kate! These are some great characters you have going on here :)

Bahama girl said...

Love all your stories

Anonymous said...

Great portrayal of maternal emotions, Kate! Love your stories :)

Anonymous said...

Oh Kate....I love your stories soooo much! Please write more.

Carl said...

I like your stories! You are a very good writer. I look forward to reading more.