Chapter 1 It's Not Fair
The Krueger's were a normal family to the rest of society. On the inside, things weren't as Mayberry. A wife that feared her husband, but was in denial of it, a husband that kept secrets, and a daughter that was blind to it all. It was almost routine.
Loretta Johnson had gotten an upsetting phone call, and was terrified of having to explain it to her husband. But it wasn't as if there was anything Fred could do about it anyway. So she worked up her courage to tell him about it at dinner. Fred was less likely to get worked up when Katherine was around, his little Princess.
So during the potato salad and fried chicken, Loretta decided to chime in.
"My sister called today," she started, looking at Freddy. He arched an eyebrow.
"Apparently her husband and her will be leaving their house for awhile," she continued, "And they can't find a sitter, so they asked if we can look after their daughter Lydia, so I said-"
"Loretta," Freddy cut across her, "Can I speak with you in the living room?"
Shit! Didn't work.
Putting a long story short, Freddy used a couple choice words of not putting up with a snot-nosed brat, and he carried on until Loretta piped in, "She's coming tomorrow afternoon Fred. I couldn't say no to my sister. You know how she is."
He glared daggers at her. Fuck yeah he knew how that bitch was. Pushy, sarcastic, and highly opinionated. Precious Lydia was probably a clone of the whore.
But Loretta wasn't looking at him in the eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked gruffly, "There's something you're not telling me Loretta?"
"No, of course not," Loretta protested, voice too high.
"Don't you fucking even THINK about lying to me Loretta," he snarled, "Why? Something wrong with wittle Lydia?"
Loretta shook her head, "My sister isn't leaving her house. Only Lydia is. She's kicking her out. Lydia couldn't find anywhere else to go," she looked at Freddy desperately.
Freddy snorted, "Ain't my fucking problem."
"What if it was Katherine walking the streets Fred? Lydia is just another Katherine," she pleaded, "She's me niece Fred."
Freddy glared at her. How date she compare Lydia to Katherine! Katherine was his perfect little girl, and Lydia was just another stupid bitch in this world. Loretta played mean.
Freddy growled, still trying to find away out, "Why'd the tart get kicked out anyway?"
Loretta sighed, "Lenore said she had…. Problems. Couldn't deal with it anymore."
"What makes you think I'D want to?" Freddy hissed. Loretta sighed, "Whether you like it or not, she's still coming."
Freddy snarled, defeated, "Fine," and he started to walk back to the kitchen. To his princess, Katherine, "But don't expect me to like the bitch of even pretend to."
Loretta nodded, happy to let the truth out of her.