Well, i see my story being put on alert, and yet, WHERE ARE THE REVIEWS?! -fumes and hisses- I do this for you guys. Not really, but yeah.
Anypoo...I'm in camp right now, but fortunetly, it's geek/nerd camp, so, of course, they let us use computers. Why else? So, IDK when I'll next update, or anything like that.
On with the story!
Judge Turpin was finished with her, and left abruptly, leaving her alone in the bedroom. She sat, empty, feeling like a whore, wishing that she could have love, and knew that she wasn't just being used. "Lucy?" He called. She sat, unresponding, not even moving. "Lucy?" He said again, a little sharper this time. She looked up, and nodded. "I want you to know that we'll be heading to the market tomorrow. I want you to wear that dress. The one I like. Do you understand?" She nodded. "Why don't you do something. Move." She stood up, and brushed past him into the bathroom, but he caught her wrist.
"I didn't say you could leave, did I?" He shook her wrist, and she winced in pain. "Did you ever think that I wasn't done talking to you?" He slapped her across the face, and she cried out, and crumpled to the floor. His lip curled with disgust, and he sneered, "You can go now." And walked out of the room.
Edward Turpin retreated to his room as fast as he could, before his father could find him watching what happened.
(To be sung to "Thriller") FILLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEER!! LA LA LA!!
Sorry, but I have to go swimming, and I would prefer to do something, and add a dash of Edward. And, no, it's not Edward because of those books -shudders-. It was Edward or Abraham.
So, sorry, about a, uh, filler, but yeah. g2g. Write more when I get a chance.
Stelli