The characters? Property of the WB. The story? Copyrighted by Ishafel 10/11/2002.
Rated R for adult themes
I love Lucy
It hurts me to see how he talks to her. She was always the weakest of my children,
always, but she doesn't deserve to be spoken to that way. No one does. I see her crying,
after they fight and make up and make out. She thinks that I don't see her, but I do. Is it
wrong that I want her to marry him, even knowing what he is? Is it wrong that I want her
out of the house no matter what? I think that her father loves her more than he loves me
and I can't even look at her sometimes. Ever since she decided to become a minister he's
favored her over the others: he's called her bright, beautiful, intelligent, giving. She's no
better than the others, no kinder, no gentler, certainly no smarter. Only weaker. I want her
out of my house before she drags Eric down. I want her out so badly that I am willing to
see her marry Kevin if that's what it takes.
Why doesn't she stand up for herself? Demand that he tell her the truth, that he
not speak to her in that lazy, mocking way, not treat her family as his own? Hasn't she had
my example, all along, to guide her? She is weak the way Eric was weak before I married
him. He would be nothing if it weren't for me, as Lucy will be nothing without a man to
steer her on the right path. Kevin is strong, but he isn't kind. I am kind, and wise, and it is I
who have steered my children on the path to truth. All but Lucy, with her stupid dream of
being a minister--as if she could! Doesn't she knowthat only her father's influence got her
through high school, got her into that second-rate college in New York, and then into
Crawford?
All she has is her looks, Lucy, and those will go quickly enough. When you've
born seven children, as I have, you know that a pretty face, a nice body, hardly lasts any
time at all. Let her cry because Kevin yelled at her, sulk because he's keeping his past a
secret. She'll cry for real the first time he hits her, my prissy daughter who has never
been so much as slapped. She'll cry when he gives her black eyes and broken ribs,
when she's forced to lie and say she's fallen down the stairs for the third time in a
month. She'll be crying when she opens the door to the police (and if she thinks they'll
take her side when she's married to a cop, she's sadly mistaken) opens the door in her
motheaten bathrobe, with blood poring from her nose and her hair a snarled rat's nest
and her baby crying on her hip. She'll cry when Kevin's suspended from the force for
brutality, suspected of raping his pretty partner. When his muscles run to fat and he's
demoted to security guard at the mall. When her children are hungry and sick and he
hits them to make them stop crying.
Do you think this is anything I haven't seen before? I'm a minister's wife. There
is nothing I haven't seen. In knew what Kevin was as soon as I saw him. Ask yourself
this, Miss Future Minister--what kind of cop dates a suspect? What kind of cop's
department is so glad to get rid of him they ship across the country without a regret?
What kind of cop lies about his past? Oh, I know what kind of cop. And so should Lucy,
if she had any brains at all.
You know what, though? Let her marry her wifebeater wearing, wifebeating cop.
Let her find out for herself. It hurts me to see how he talks to her, but not enough to make
me want to save her. I want her out of my house, her with her airs and graces. I want her
gone. I love Lucy, but I guess I don't love her enough to live with her.
