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CHAPTER 3
Mrs. Masen is… subdued. She doesn't speak much, like her son. But I think it is more because she's afraid to. Senior Masen, on the other hand, is loud and dominating. I don't like him at all. He, like his daughter Rosalie, constantly belittles everyone, especially his wife.
I feel really bad for Mrs. Masen. Rosalie seems to have made her mission to insult her mother as much as possible. She constantly throws mean words at her, but again nobody seems to stop her, not even her own brother.
Mr. Masen seems to be really close to his mother though. I like that. Mr. Royce and Nathan weren't there when we got there, which was probably best. He seems like a person whose path you do not cross at all.
"Bella, it's the first time you're meeting your in-laws. Shouldn't you have at least brought something for them. Even flowers would have worked, dear." Rosalie, of course. There she goes, that wretched woman. Why can't she keep her trap shut?
"It's okay, Bella. We don't expect anything. After all, we're getting such a sweet daughter-in-law, what other gift will be worth that?" Mrs. Masen says smiling at me kindly. I return it immediately.
That woman is so sweet and kind. How an evil woman like Rosalie be part of her is beyond me.
Mr. Masen returns me home safely and the rest of the day, my head is swarmed with the thoughts of Mrs. Masen.
She seems to be in constant suffering between her husband and her daughter and I feel really bad. If only I could help her somehow.
The next morning is bright and sunny but immediately ruined by James and his wife. If Rosalie is evil then Victoria is Anti-Christ. She hates every living being's guts and lives to make their life hell.
I get fresh and then go to kitchen to prepare for lunch as always. James arrives and demands we prepare breakfast for him and his wife. Why can't his wife feed him at his home? What are we, his personal servants? Or slaves?
But of course, mom has a soft spot for him. And after all, it's his money we're living off of. So, I do as I'm told and now I'm late to prepare lunch.
After eating to her heart's content like a pig, she comes to the kitchen and starts a rubbish story of how her house is running in low on groceries. So? Can't she just go to a store and buy? But again mom agrees immediately, offering her grains and vegetables and whatever she can get her hand on.
When she's done emptying half our kitchen, she starts for my closet. She starts another pity party of how her clothes were damaged and now she barely has any left at home. So, she'd rather what? Have second hand used-up clothes? It's all her ploy to make us pay.
I draw the line here. She's already gotten our food and we're now low on our supplies for this month. Now I'm supposed to just give her my clothes? I put my foot down.
"No. You're not getting your hands on even a scrape of my clothes."
She turns her pity eyes on her husband and like a puddle he melts. "What's the big deal, Bella? Just give her some of your clothes. You are seriously not going to fight your sister-in-law over some clothes, are you?"
"I'm not going to fight, But I'm not giving her my clothes. Why can't you buy them like a normal person? You have enough money for that. You have enough money to get your groceries from the store too. But no, you live to make mom's and my life a hell. So, no. She's not getting my clothes."
This enrages Victoria and she's about to hit me but James stops her. They get whatever food they could and leave. My mom just sighs.
"I hate her, ma. Why is she doing to us? What did we ever do to her? Since she has entered the house, we've only tried to welcome her. Yet, she continues to torture us."
"Some women, they have experienced pain before, Bella. And so, before someone can hurt them, they hurt others first. It's like a defense mechanism." My mom, practical as always. I just smile and shake my head.
"Ma, I'm scared. I don't want to live you alone."
She smiles slightly. "I won't be alone. I'll have Felix and Demetri."
I snort. "Like that makes me feel better. They're more trouble than help, ma. Both of them will starve you and fill their own stomachs."
"Sons are always more reliable than daughters." My mom's ever reply for defending her sons.
"Like James is?" I throw at her and immediately regret. "I'm sorry, ma. I didn't mean to hurt you."
But her light has diminished. I know she constantly misses my dad. They were so in love. But he died when I was only six and Felix was only four. That's why mom is partial to Felix. Because he was so small when he lost dad. He didn't even understand what was happening.
After that, ma and I don't talk much and I mentally slap my forehead for hurting her like this. The silence persists as we have dinner and go to bed.
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