Another short little story I just thought up!
Amber had never hated Velma. Through all of the horrible things she had done, and through all of the hurtful words she had said to her, she had never let herself even think those words. She was, after all, her mother, and Amber believed that the mother/daughter bond was sacred, no matter how twisted or complex it may seem. When the other council girls would whisper nasty things about Velma, Amber would defend her. She would never listen to a bad word about her mother, and the girls soon learned to be careful what they said around her.
As a child, Amber knew that she had been a mistake, but she didn't let it bother her. She never let that stop her from trying to win her mother's love, never let it stop her from constantly aiming to please her. It was like a disease that Amber couldn't find a cure to; no matter how disappointed her mother was in her, she couldn't stop obsessing over the fact that she wanted to satisfy her more than anything, more than she even wanted to please herself.
When Amber had been nine and cried because her mother had refused to let her go to a friend's birthday party, Velma had called her the biggest mistake she'd ever made, but she didn't let it bother her. Instead, she began to do everything Velma did; to imitate the only person that Amber was sure her mother approved of.
When Amber had been twelve and announced that she wanted to become a nurse, Velma told her that she had no intention to send her to college. Amber gave up on that dream, and dedicated every waking moment to twirling, dancing, singing. She became the starlet that Velma had been, in her day, because it was what Velma had wanted.
And when Amber had developed an innocent crush on Corny Collins the year that she'd started the show, she had once confided to her mother in secrecy, begging her not to tell anyone. Begging for the type of mother/daughter relationship that she saw some of her friends had with their parents. Of course, Velma hadn't kept it a secret, and the next day at the show, all of the girls laughed at her as she walked by.
But Amber tried not to let that bother her. It wasn't Velma's fault that she couldn't keep a secret, after all. It wasn't Velma's fault that she didn't realize her daughter's dreams were just as important as her own.
No, Amber had never let herself hate her mother. It just didn't seem fair.
That was until one morning, when she made her way out of the bedroom and found Corny Collins in their kitchen, wearing nothing more than a t-shirt and some boxers, his hair mussed and his suit from the previous day thrown over a kitchen chair. Velma had stood in her bathrobe watching him, and then smirked at Amber.
It was that moment, that sight, that made Amber begin to hate everything about Velma Von Tussle.