That's Not Who You Are Ch 2
Okay guys here is Chapter 2 of the story. Remember I own nothing except O.C.s.
So on with the show, enjoy!
Pacifica's POV
Everything. Everything hurt. While my parents hadn't hit me everywhere on my body, it sure as hell felt like it. I sat and yawned, but I recoiled in pain as I remembered my bruised jaw. Getting out of bed, and walking over to my dresser, I sighed at what I saw in the mirror.
There was a purple mark on the right side of my mouth, which had swelled a bit. My lip wasn't really bad as it had clotted a bit overnight. I looked at my left arm and saw the marks where my mother's nails had been. She cut the skin but not quite enough to cause scarring and draw blood.
As I was looking into the mirror, a knock came at my door. ''Come in.'' I said. It was one of our butlers, Edward. He was the one with my parents in the panic room. He was a good man. Makes me sick to think they wanted to eat him just to save our phony reputation.
''Miss Northwest, your parents have sent me to get you ready for your Sunday School lessons.'' He said.
I groaned. My ''Sunday School lessons'' was basically going 15-20 minutes to this church exclusively for the rich. There I would go for an hour and a half to be taught the Bible by rich pastor.
''Sure, Edward.'' I said. He came over to me with a box of make up. This was also not unusual. My parents wanted everyone to see the pretty, elegant, Christian girl they had, instead of the sad, hurt, and beaten daughter. He put some cover up on my jaw as well as some on my arm. ''I'm sorry.'' He said barely above a whisper. I smiled slightly and nodded at him.
After that, he left and I got on my church outfit which consisted of a white blouse and green skirt. I slipped on my shoes, grabbed my Bible and headed downstairs to the limosuine. My parents were waiting for me inside.
''Well darling you look, lovely today.'' My mom said with her big(fake) lips in a grin. I gave her a nod and a fake smile. My dad was looking at his paper but asked, ''Sleep well dear?''
''Yes father.'' I said.
''Good, because Pastor Mills has a very important sermon for you youngsters.'' He told me.
No one spoke for the rest of the car ride. To some it would seem strange how it was almost like last night never happened, but it was a normal routine. My parents would never beat me or swear at me in public, but behind closed doors, all hell broke lose.
Whenever I ''failed'' them, whether it be not being ladylike enough, or questioning what I was taught to do, at least it was a slap and lecture, and at worst I was beat. And then the make-up was put on like it had never happened.
The staff of our mansion didn't do anything except show concern. They would make my favorite meals and allow me special priveleges while my parents weren't around but that was it. It wasn't because they didn't care enough but because let's just say my parents indeed had friends in high places and they could do some terrible things to me and others.
''I sure hope things change one day,'' I thought to my self, looking out the window. ''I hope soon''.
Stranger's POV
I walked down the streets of the human community. I was supposed to be looking for a place called the Mystery Shack. Unfortunately Father never told me where that was. I looked and saw an elderly female with lightbrown skin in front of what looked like a grocery store as it was called. She seemed to have trouble with her bags of food, and thus I felt I should assist her.
I went over and gently took her bags and placed them in her cart. She smiled at me, ''Thank you young man, many people wouldn't stop to help an old lady.''
''It was no trouble.'' I said. ''But could you direct me to the Mystery Shack?''
''Oh yes my grandson works there. You go down this street and turn right onto the dirt road and it's down that way you can't miss it.''
''Thank you madam.'' I said, heading off where she told me. As I got onto the dirt road, I began to see the Mystery Shack in the distance.
''There it is.'' I said to myself. I walked up to the front door and went inside. This business seemed to be having a slow day as I saw no one but two human adolescents who looked identical performing chores around the merchandise.''
''Hello mister.'' The female human said, smiling warmly. We're actually closed today, but did you still need something?''
''Well I would like to speak with the propietor of this establishment.'' I said kindly.
The human boy walked over to us. ''Sorry Grunkle Stan isn't here right now. But you can wait for him if you like.'' He said pointing to a chair in the room I nodded and sat down.
''So are you from in town mister.'' The girl asked me. ''No.'' I said.
''What's your name?'' She asked. ''Gabe.'' I said.
'' I'm Mabel, and the nerd over there is Dipper.'' she said. I chuckled at the word nerd. It was a term humans like to throw around nowadays, although not always in the sarcastic manner.
''Well nice to meet you both.'' I said with a smile. Suddenly the door to the store burst open and three men with masks over their faces barged in, holding weapons I recognized as guns.
''Get on the fucking ground now!'' One of them yelled. Me and the twins got to the floor as one of them went over to the cash register and opened it putting the money into a bag. After that I thought they would leave but two of them stopped and looked at the girl Mabel.
''Well well, look what we have here?'' One man said with a grin seen through his mask' mouthhole. ''You're real pretty little lady. Joe why don't I have some fun with her before we leave?''
The man by the door sighed. ''Fine Bob but make it quick. I'll keep watch.''
''Good.'' The Bob said with evil and sadisticness in his voice. I looked over at Mabel and I saw her gasp and her eyes fill with fear. I looked towards Bob again and he had unzipped his pants and unbuckled his belt.
''Oh no.'' I thought. ''He's gonna rape her.''
See, told you shit was gonna go down. How will the Twins survive this, and what will this ''Gabe'' person do? Find out next time and don't forget to review, Peace!
