I have long learned that Wanda did call Sister Wanda, telling her all of the concerns she had about my abnormal behavior. Wanda informed me that Sister Wanda would be in this home within very soon. (She didn't tell me the exact date, but Sister Wanda would come a full week later.). I was simmering with rage, in the quiet afternoon, I delicately brushed little Emma's hair to keep my nerve.
Emma examined herself in the mirror, flashing smiles at her reflection. She was an adorable sight to see. You would never think of her dark and twisted mind inside of her innocent shell.
"Hi, Emma." Wanda walked into the bedroom with a laundry basket. "I need to get all of the clothes, anything you want for dinner?" Wanda asked softly.
I caught Emma flashing Wanda a flat expression before forging an innocent mask. "I really like your pasta. Or even baked potatoes."
Wanda flashed Emma a loving smile. "Sure, sweetie." She said.
Then Wanda began to collect clothes from the dressers. There were three dressers in the room total. Emma had both of them awhile Clementine had one. Wanda collected all of Clementine's pint-sized clothes first before heading towards Emma's.
That's when I realized Emma's eyes flickering to one of the top draws with alarm.
"Mommy, can I do my own laundry?" Emma pleaded.
"No. I'll do it. You need to just relax." objected Wanda.
I remained quiet, not wanting to stir trouble yet. When Wanda headed to the dresser, she immediately reached for the top draw, causing Emma to grow rigid.
When Wanda pulled out the draw, she began to chuckle amusedly. "Why are you looking so weird?"
Emma composed herself. "No reason, Mommy." She said politely. A reassuring smile was printed onto her face.
Wanda then collected all of the folded clothes, when she removed one baby blue dress, I am met with the sight of the stolen medal.
Wanda grabbed the medal in utter silence. "Em, um….." She held up the medal to her face to examine it. "This is Marissa…." Bewilderment flashed in her eyes when she looked at Emma.
Oh shit. I thought in my head.
Emma looked like a deer in headlights. "Marissa gave it to me." She lied precisely.
Wanda appeared skeptical. "But why? Why didn't you tell me or Cole about it?"
Every word that spew out of Emma's mouth was gentle and deceptive. "Me and Marissa were playing together. She gave me the medal and then she disappeared.." Her voice trailed off. Her eyes began to water.
Wanda still did not appear convinced. "Emma," Her voice grew urgent. "Marissa is missing. Where were you?" The tension in the air immediately tightens.
"We were playing….in the forest...but we didn't go far. Marissa gave me the medal. Then she wanted to play a game with me." Emma lied.
Wanda's eyes kept glancing to the medal with suspicion. "What game?"
"Hide and seek. It was similar to it. Marissa called it "Find the Medal." Where someone wears the medal and you have to find the other person."
Wanda then glanced at me, all I could see in her face was confusion and suspicion. Emma's lying is impressive, I will admit. Almost up to my level of deception. Honestly, if I was someone else in this situation, I would be gullible enough to believe her instantly.
"Marissa is gone, Emma. Why didn't you give the medal back to her Mother? Do you know how sad her Mother has been since she went missing?"
Emma slowly nodded. "Yes, Mommy. I do. I forgot to give it back." She said softly.
Wanda narrowed her eyes at Emma, then back at me. "Where were you?" She demanded.
"I was playing with Constance." I lied instantly.
Then Wanda poked her head out of the door upon hearing footsteps. "Cole, come here!" She shouted urgently.
Swiftly, Cole appears in the doorway. "What's wrong?"
Wanda showcased the medal. "Emma took Marissa's medal! Marissa is missing and Emma never told us about the medal!" She snarled.
Cole glanced at Emma with confusion. "Is that true?" He said in an ever so gentle voice.
Emma's eyes grew big. She seemingly shrank at the sight of Cole. "Yes, Daddy." She said innocently. "I didn't steal it, Marissa gave it to me." She croaked.
Cole nodded solemnly. He then turned to his wife. "We'll just return this to her Mother and that will be it."
Wanda is stubborn. "No! No! Emma lied to us. About a serious situation! She didn't steal a cookie out of the cookie jar, she stole someone's medal who is missing!" Wanda insisted.
"I didn't mean anything. I am so sorry, Daddy." Emma said pitifully.
Cole flashed Emma a small smile. "It's okay. I know you didn't mean anything."
"COLE!" Wanda has had it. "NO! EMMA IS GOING TO BE PUNISHED! TO THE FULLEST DEGREE!"
"Please, Mommy…"
"Do not call me Mommy anymore!" Wanda snapped coldly. With that, Wanda stormed out of the room in angry haste.
Cole's mouth dropped in bafflement. "Wanda, wait!" He shuffled into the hallway in pursue of Wanda. It was short-lived, ending with Wanda cursing Cole out and slamming the Master bedroom door. Cole swiftly returned to the doorway.
His eyes were wide as saucers with empathy. "Emma, she did not mean that! Mommy is just mad!" Cole reassured.
Emma released out a soft sniffle. "Thank you, Daddy." She croaked. Emma hung her head down. "Does Mommy hate me?" Emma inquired.
Cole was determined to make sure Emma is happy. "No! No! Mommy loves you. She is just mad and people say mean things when they're mad." Cole then rustled Emma's hair affectionately. "Wanna go get some ice cream?" Cole asked.
"No, Daddy. I don't want to go out. Can you…..get me some ice cream, Daddy?" She begged.
Cole was enthralled by Emma. "Of course. Sure, Sweet Pea." Cole then looked at me with equal affection. "You want ice cream too?" He asked.
I flashed Cole a broad smile. "Can you get me chocolate, please?" I chirped. Then I tiptoed to him and planted a loving kiss on my love's forehead.
Cole broke out into a charming smile. "Sure, kiddos!" Then he shuffled out of the bedroom.
Emma hopped out of her chair, the second Cole left the room. "I need to go to the bathroom." Emma excused. She doesn't give me time to react as she scurried out of the room. Promptly, I hurried out of the room after her.
The house was relatively quiet. Melanie and Morgan were both at separate friends' houses and Cody was at a field trip to London for two weeks. Ashley was left here to supervise Wanda and the other children.
By then, Cole was already out of the house. Emma galloped down the staircase to the living room. Wanda was nowhere to be seen. Emma was nimble as she darted the fireplace.
"Emma!" I cried when I witnessed Emma twisting the gas key on the fireplace as forcefully as she could.
I sprinted over to her and I grabbed her hand to stop her. "Don't!" I snapped. I knew exactly what she is doing. I twisted the gas key back it's original place. Emma yanked her hand away, shooting me a cold look. "Move, Mercy and go outside." She commanded.
"What are you doing?" I demanded furiously. I made sure my voice is stern. "What are you doing?"
"I don't want a Mommy anymore! I hate Wanda!" Emma snarled. I completely sympathized with Emma here, but blowing up the house would backfire immediately.
"Blowing up the house will not help! You will be caught." I warned her.
Thoughtfulness flashed in Emma's face.
"I hate her too. But you need to wait." I told her. I looked into her eyes, completely devoid of any childlike innocence.
As if on cue, Wanda entered the living room. "What are you two doing?" She demanded angrily.
Emma doesn't answer her and stormed off in a cold haste. Wanda attempted to approach her, but Emma evaded her like the plague. She rushed upstairs and slammed the door behind her.
"EMMA! DO NOT WALK AWAY FROM ME!" Wanda yelled. Her face reddened. I didn't want Emma to deal with this cunt, so I decided to pitch in. "Mommy, Emma needs some space. She is really mad." I said politely.
Wanda whirled around to me with a livid glint in her eyes. "Excuse me? Mercy, go to your bedroom!" She demanded strictly.
I kept my cool. "Mommy, Emma doesn't want to talk. She is really mad." I insisted.
Wanda was intractable. "Stay out of this, young lady! This has nothing to do with you, Missy!" She snarled offended.
I couldn't stop the defiance in my voice. I was growing completely sick of this woman's existence. "Mom, I am trying to help!" I excused.
Wanda doesn't hesitate to ask me this question. "Where were you when Marissa disappeared?" She probed.
"Constance. I was with Constance." I lied.
Wanda narrowed her eyes at me. "Honey, I'm sorry, but I don't believe you. You pushed Ava at the playground and you tossed that ball over the fence. And you lied about it!" She grilled.
I remained consistent. "Mommy, I did not do anything." I denied.
Wanda crossed her arms in skepticism. "Mercy, Sister Wanda is coming in six days, so you better start telling the truth." My anger began to boil in my chest. My mind flooded with demented thoughts. I returned back to my mental torture chamber. Wanda took the mantle of Ava. I made sure her suffering was slow as can be. I imagined myself scorching a skinning knife with a blowtorch. Wanda's ear-splitting screams of helplessness rang throughout the chamber as I skinned Wanda like an animal.
When I snapped back into reality, Wanda glared at me. "You better be on your best behavior, Mercedes." She hissed. I gave Wanda a icy glare in silence. Wanda isn't fazed, she pointed a stern finger upstairs. "Go upstairs!" She commanded. Obediently, I forced myself to hurry upstairs.
It is when Cole returned home with delicious ice cream for me and Emma when I decided to torture Wanda. I grabbed my ice cream and placed it on the coffee table. Hastily, I went to the greenhouse with scissors concealed.
"Fuck you!" I spat into Sabrina's flowers. I giggled wickedly at this action. I imagined how tormented Wanda would be and felt pure glee. I swiftly clipped several flowers. There were six flowers total and I clipped off four. I collected the flowers with a broad smile printed onto my face. I walked down the corridor to find a closet. When I do, I tossed the scissors in there. I waltzed to the living room where Wanda and Cole were. Wanda and Cole sat on the couch, trying to rekindle their fizzing relationship by watching a romantic comedy on TV. Ashley was upstairs caring for Clementine. As I came closer, I concealed the flowers behind my back.
"Mommy?" My sweet accent was charming as can be. Wanda turned to me with thin lips. "Yep?" She said with cautious.
Cole looked at me full of adoration. "What's up, Sweet Pea? Wanna watch the movie with us?"
I shook my head. "No thanks, Daddy." I focused on Wanda.
"I got a present for you, Mommy," I said innocently. Wanda then stood up, she is still cautious, but she still had affection for me in her heart. "That...that's nice. What is it?"
"I picked some flowers for you." I showcased the flowers with a bright smile. Wanda's mouth dropped wide open. "Mercy!" She cried with panic flashing in her eyes. "No!" She then scurried over to me, I ignored my instincts to move. I allowed Wanda to snatch my arm roughly. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" She screeched furiously. I kept a firm grip on the flowers as me and Wanda tussled. She grabbed me so hard that I lost my footing. Sharp pains shot throughout my body. I released out a bloodcurdling scream, alarming Cole instantly. Cole, being the noble knight he is, rushed over to us.
"WANDA! WANDA! STOP!" Cole shouted urgently.
"DADDY! HELP ME! SHE'S HURTING MY ARM! MY ARM! MY ARM!" I screeched. Cole struggled to pry off Wanda. Her tendrils painfully dug into my skin as she tried her hardest to get the flowers.
"MERCY!" Before I could react, I am met with the sight of Alyona using all of her strength to tackle Wanda to the floor. Wanda lost her balance and the two collapsed to the floor with a hard thud. "LEAVE HER ALONE!" Alyona yelled at the top of her lungs.
"ALYONA!" Cole scooped a fierce Alyona off of Wanda. "LEAVE MERCY ALONE!"
My heart grew large at this moment. My darling Alyona loved me so much that she is willing to fight for me. I couldn't even describe the feeling I experienced at this moment.
"Mercy!" Then Constance rushed downstairs. "What happened?" She hurried over to my aid. I dropped the flowers to the floor, almost instantly, Wanda threw herself at the flowers with tears flowing.
"OH MY GOD, NO! NO!" She wept brokenly. "NO!"
Cole struggled to remain calm. "Wanda, calm down. Mercy was trying to be nice." Wanda slapped the floor with fury. "NO! SHE KNEW WHAT THESE FLOWERS MEANT TO ME! I TOLD HER ABOUT SABRINA! AND SHE FUCKING CUT THEM! SHE KNEW WHAT SHE WAS DOING!" She sobbed heavily.
I grabbed the arm she pulled roughly on and I sobbed loudly. "My arm hurts! It really, really hurts!" I croaked.
Cole continued to try to placate his wife. "Wanda, you're scaring the kids. Please." He begged. Wanda ignored Cole and looked at Alyona. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Her eyes flickered to Alyona and me. "SHE ATTACKED ME! SHE ATTACKED ME!" She glared at Alyona, pointing a furious finger at her. "What is wrong with you?"
Alyona bit her lower lip, her eyes were watery. "YOU WERE HURTING MERCY!" Alyona shot out, her face grew red.
Wanda sprung to her feet and focused all of her rage onto me. I pretended to be fearful. "STAY AWAY FROM ME!" I shrieked, I bolted to the staircases, like a frightened little girl. I screamed my head off as I ran upstairs. Ashley emerged out of Clementine's room with alarmed eyes. She immediately bypassed me and rushed downstairs. "WHAT IS HAPPENING?" Ashley demanded. But it was futile, Wanda and Cole were engaged in a screaming match. Alyona slipped out of Cole's grip and sprinted upstairs, crying her heart out. "MERCY! MERCY!" Alyona wept running after me. I stopped in my tracks and I let Alyona throw herself into my arms. I embraced my brave little girl with great affection. I was so charmed that genuine tears flowed down my cheeks.
"WANDA, NO!" Then I heard the thundering footsteps of Wanda storming up the stairs. "MERCY! ALYONA!" I caught one look at her and admittedly I was slightly scared. Her face, beet red, her teeth clenched, she was shaking with anger. Her eyes boiled with fury and aggression. She was running on complete intense emotions. Swiftly, I yanked a tearful Alyona into her bedroom as it was closest. I pulled her so hard that we both spilled onto the floor. I scrambled off of the floor to close the door, but Wanda appeared in the doorway, livid as hell.
I could tell she was ready to go apeshit. She jammed herself into the bedroom, with the frantic shouting of Cole and Ashley nearby. She slammed the door behind her and locked it, trapping us inside.
"WANDA! STOP!" Cole cried.
Wanda ignored Cole and yanked off her belt. "PULL DOWN YOUR PANTS," She showcased the belt with a cold look. "NOW! NOW! BOTH OF YOU!"
I became defiant. I will not be intimidated by this bitch. "NO!" I blurt out.
Almost instantly, Wanda swung at me, slapping the side of my right leg. Sharp pain grew in my right leg. The slap was so painful that I fell to the floor onto my stomach.
"MERCY!" Alyona shrieked.
"YOU STAY RIGHT THERE, QUARTERBACK!" Wanda yelled. "You're next!" She added furiously.
There was frantic banging and pounding on Alyona's bedroom door. But no one could help me. Within seconds, the once loving and kind woman began to violently whip my rear. Every single whip was more painful than the last. I released out a shrill shriek upon each agonizing blow. I could feel blood dripping down my bruising skin. Today, I chose to wear a red dress with red tights so you couldn't tell. I have no idea how many times Wanda hit me. I would like to say more than ten times. When she finally stopped, I felt like hell was scorching my ass. I burst out into hysterical tears from the pain. I was in too much pain to move an inch. Helplessly, I watched Wanda do the same to Alyona. Unlike me, Alyona pulled down her skirt and allowed Wanda to whip her rear with the same amount of force she gave me. Alyona's shrill screaming of pain sparked more and more flames inside of me. She hit the poor child nine times in total. Alyona leaped onto her bed, breaking down into broken tears.
"YOU TWO'S DAYS HERE WILL BE VERY NUMBERED! YOU THINK YOU CAN TACKLE ME AND ACT LIKE A BUNCH OF SAVAGES! I CLOTHED YOU AND FEED YOU TWO! HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME?" I used all of my willpower to defend myself and my little angel. All of my emotions exploded. "NO!" I yelled over the frantic yelling of Cole and Ashley. "YOU'RE THE SAVAGE ONE!" I shrieked furiously. "YOU NEARLY KILLED US ALL! YOU DROVE INTO A POND!"
SLAP! I am met with a resounding slap across the face. It was so hard that I fell right back to the floor.
"STOP!" Alyona sniveled brokenly. She was crawled up into a pitiful ball. Wanda whirled around to her with a beastly look. "STAY OUT OF THIS!" She roared. She raised her mightly belt, I didn't know if the belt was for me or for Alyona, but I lost all self-control at this moment. I leaped to my feet and I lunged at Wanda, baring my teeth. Before I know it, I buried my teeth into Wanda's free hand.
I bit on Wanda's skin as hard as I could, her blood dripped into my mouth. I was like a savage animal clenching it's jaw into my prey's flesh. Hysterical, Wanda released out a ear-splitting scream of agony. She dropped the belt and shoved me off of her. I fell face down onto the floor.
"WANDA, I WILL CALL THE POLICE! GET OUT OF THE ROOM! NOW! NOW!" Ashley warned.
This seemingly made Wanda snap back into reality. Her bitten hand was profusely bleeding as she jerked the door open and sprinted pass Ashley and Cole.
"FUCK YOU BOTH!" Wanda hollered brokenly, tears rushed down her cheeks. Ashley rushed into the bedroom and came to Alyona's aid. "OH MY GOD!" She cried.
Cole ran to me and scooped me up. I felt so special at this moment.
"Are you okay?" He asked me frantically.
I broke down into tears and I embraced him. "EVERYTHING HURTS, DADDY!" I sniveled. Cole rocked me back and forth as he whispered kind words into my ear.
The house grew silent when Wanda loudly slammed the door as she left the house.
Next chapter will come. I am currently working on the Aishi Family and my other stories. Reviews and thoughts.