Chapter Fifteen
"Okay… I just want both of you to know that there's a big probability that I curse a lot as I speak." Victoria warned as she sat on the couch facing both Clarisse and Joseph as they sip their tea.
It's been approximately 18 hours since Victoria got the call from Carmen and after making a promise to her dad that she'll spill all the tea yesterday, here they are.
Victoria sighed as she began talking, "The one who called me yesterday is my friend Carmen. She's my best friend and my boy best friend's, Carlo's, girlfriend. We both know each other since we attended school so basically we three trust each other. Hugo, that son-of a bitch, is my boyfriend and I suppose will be my future ex-boyfriend. We're dating for ten months now and I still can't believe what I heard last night."
"Victoria you're only fifteen. How on earth did you get yourself a boyfriend?" Joseph asked,
"Good question dad," Victoria said as she took a sip of her tea, "I have no clear nor concrete idea. Anyways, here's the roller coaster of my story. Three reasons why I know and dislike a woman named Isla. One, I already saw her, The first time I did, it's in a very compromising position with our school's soccer coach, the second's with the English teacher. How I get to bust them? I just accidentally did. Did they know that I know their bloody affairs? No."
Both adults looked at each other as she continued, "Second, she's lying to you and I don't trust her. You sympathized with her dad. Why? Because she said she experienced an incestuous marriage, multiple miscarriages and broken love life plus divorce? As far as I'm concerned, her husband divorced her because he found her cheating. How did I know? Mamá used to work with her in a coffee shop and they're kinda buddies. Also, mamá tried to have a relationship with the dentist who fixed my first decaying tooth and they should have ended together if not for that bitch. I'm just a four-year-old kid then but I remember that dentist and my mom arguing in the kitchen with something along the lines of 'getting my coworker pregnant while you're drunk.' Now where's the dentist? He married that bitch. So Isla Morales is not just Ms. Isla Morales. Her name on my shoolmate's paper is Mrs. Isla Gonzales."
Victoria breathed hard as she took a sip on her tea. She looked at Clarisse and her father as asked, "Should I continue? Both of you looked so stressed."
Joseph raised his eyebrow and took a sharp breath, "There's a lot of things said but go on.."
Clarisse looked at Joseph and Victoria as the teenager nodded.
"Okay.. the third reason is because I just know her and I dislike her. I heard a lot of things about her from my future ex-boyfriend, they're kind of relatives." Victoria sighed as she looked at her parents, "My future ex's full name is Hugo Martino Gonzales and that bitch's husband is his uncle. And her step-daughter's a bitter very ambitious Isabelle Gonzales, a maldita who got my dream roles Brigitta Von Trapp and Eliza Doolittle on our school's productions of The Sound of Music and My Fair Lady. And I guess she always said that her attitudes directly reflects to her step-mother."
Joseph looked at Victoria as he breathed heavily, "So you mean to tell me that you've seen a married woman with two of your professors and haven't done a single act about it?"
Victoria scoffed, "And let people label me as a brand new gossip girl? Not a chance. Besides, it's the reason I opted for volleyball and language classes because I can't bear to be on a same room as those three, let alone her. So in a way, I do did something."
"Well that's for your own sake. Victoria-"
"Dad, it is not my position to reveal all their sweaty, fishy, sinful and juicy acts. I have no right unless I said so." Victoria said in still a calm tone.
Clarisse looked at Victoria with a new found respect as she thought, She clearly dislikes Isla but she also got a guts to keep those secrets.
Then she realized something, "How old are you exactly when you saw her- you know."
"I'm- well- thirteen then." Victoria said as she took a sip on her almost done tea.
Joseph looked at his daughter with shock, And she managed to speak of it so casually…
As if reading his mind, Victoria sighed, "At the age of eight, mom gave me the 'talk', as how most people say it, because I found her with her boyfriend, or fling."
"But that doesn't mean that you should always talk about it like so-"
"Dad…" Victoria sighed again as she whispered in her low voice, "Do I have to tremble while talking so that you can tell that I'm incredibly shaken and uncomfortable with this topic? I just realized that my boyfriend's cheating and lying to me about nineteen hours ago and I have no idea how to deal with cheating bastards except for slapping them on the face and wiping the bitch's face on a damn floor while shouting curse words in at least 3 languages."
As if on cue, Joseph's phone rang as he sighed and answered the call, not breaking any eye contact with Victoria who's starting to show some emotions.
"Hello? Who's this? What do you mean? New what? What are you-"
The phone beeped as Joseph now have a very confused look on his face.
"Who's that, darling?" Clarisse asked as Victoria also waited for his answer.
Joseph looked at his phone then to Victoria, "Did you gave my number to anyone?"
"I asked him if he also told Vicky. I'm sure she'll have the right to know. It's about her father anyway," Carmen said as she sat beside her boyfriend.
Carlo wrote on his paper as he whistled.
Did he tell her? What's it about?
Carmen ran a hand across her hair as she shrugged, "He didn't told me. And I'm sure it's a code. He only said: The mother of a bookworm with a cockney accent is collaborating with a conceited power-hungry bastard. Beware of the papers for any day they might publish something about your new friend. For, Vicky."
Carlo whistled as he wrote on the paper:
Call Vicky.
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