"Sunny...can you come out here, please?" Quigley called, knocking on her door. He didn't sound too happy. Sunny pushed her yearbook off the bed and sighed.
"Yeah, sure," she said. She hopped off her bed, swung open the door and walked outside. Violet was sitting at the kitchen table in tears, and Quigley was standing next to her holding a brown paper bag in his hands. Sunny's heart skipped a beat.
"What...the hell...is this?" Quigley asked through clenched teeth, trying not to yell. Sunny tried to brush it off with a smile.
"Oh it's nothing," she laughed nervously, "just holding it for a friend." Violet cried harder and looked up at her.
"Nothing? NOTHING? It's meth! My god, Sunny...what has gotten into you?" Violet sobbed. Sunny stopped smiling and swallowed the lump that was growing in her throat.
"Violet, I can explain," Sunny said softly, moving towards her.
"NO! You shut the fuck up!" Quigley screamed, while putting his hands on Violet's shoulders, "We've had enough of your lies...'i was studying' and 'i'm going to a friend's house' and now, 'oh it's nothing, just drugs'. God, Sunny...when are you ever going to learn?" Sunny's lip quivered and she fought back tears.
"Quigley, please just-"
"Give you another chance? Is that what you were going to say? IS IT?" Sunny stared at Quigley, not able to answer his question. Tears ran down her face and she breathed loudly.
"Because we've had enough of you, Sunny! We've had enough of your drugs, and your drinking and your partying. We know what you've been up to, did you think we were that stupid?" Quigley shouted. Violet had stopped crying and had a very serious look on her face, like she was concentrating real hard. Sunny ran her hand through her hair and sobbed.
"Your a lying bitch, Sunny. A good for nothing, whore. I think it's about time you find yourself a new home," Quigley stated. Sunny sucked in her breathe and stopped crying.
"Wh-wh-what?" she stuttered. She looked to Violet for some support, but she mearly looked down.
"Sunny, your never gonna change. No matter how hard we try, your never gonna change. And we can't live with that. We can't live with you. I called Klaus and he said he would let you stay at his house for two weeks top. That means you have two weeks to find your own place," Violet said, still looking at the ground.
"I can't live with Klaus?" Sunny asked, tears starting to stream down her cheeks.
"You think Klaus wants you to live with him?! That's fucking hilarious, Sunny. He's engaged. He and Fiona have a wedding to plan. That's enough stress already. Your too much for them to handle. And unless you change, which I doubt you ever will, nobody is going to want you," Quigley spat. Sunny leaned her back against the wall for support and sunk down, so she was sitting on the ground.
"Go pack your things. We want you out by 8pm tonight," Violet said softly, avoiding Sunny's gaze.
"You know what Violet," Sunny said, her voice getting loud, "You don't even care if I stay or go. You're just following Quigley's orders, because he's your husband. Talk about setting a negative stereotype for women! Oh yeah, just do whatever your husband says. Don't even worry about making any choices because he'll make everything for you," Sunny yelled sarcastically.
"YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!" Quigley yelled and ran for Sunny. He grabbed her by the hair and hit her across the face, knocking her head to the ground. Violet sat in the chair and put her hands in her face, not wanting to watch. Quigley kicked Sunny in the side and she screamed out in pain.
"Don't you EVER talk to my wife like that!" he yelled, looking down at her.
"Your wife? How about my sister!" Sunny yelled, sobbing. Quigley spat on her.
"Your nothing to me. Pack up and go. Violet darling, come here," Quigley said, reaching out to her. She threw herself into his arms and he kissed the top of her head. Sunny winced as she lifted herself from the ground and walked to her room. She grabbed a huge bag and stuffed her makeup, clothes and bathroom supplies in it. Then she took one last look around her former room, and walked towards the door. Violet and Quigley were nowhere to be seen, but she heard moaning and thumping coming from their bedroom. She scrunched up her face and threw open the fridge, grabbing all the food she could. As she was stuffing some yogurts in her bag, she saw Quigley's wallet sitting on the counter. Is this some kind of a trap? Sunny thought. She opened it up and saw loads of 20 dollar bills in it. She grabbed a handful, stuffed them in her bag, and ran out the door.
