Hey Guys! I wrote this chapter kind of quickly so it might not be all that
great! It's a little short but it's pretty good I think. It was really hard
to start this chapter since I wanted to lead up to what they had to say not
just start it with it! This was the best I could do so please don't stop
reading just because the beginning is bad. Thank You! Oh I also need
suggestions on what to title this chapter. I sort of wanted to name them
all with one word but I don't know what word would be appropriate.
Chapter Three
Now that the door was open, I could tell that the angry voices were those of my aunt and uncle. They had sounded the way they did when Steve asked to go to the...Dingo I think it was. They were cruel and hurtful. I had hated it when my parent had fought when I was a little girl and to hear this made those awful feelings return. These people were supposed to love each other not almost hate one another. Why were they saying such harsh words? Then, they stopped. My heart almost stopped in fear that they had discover I had been eavesdropping but my fears vanished when I heard my aunts understanding voice.
"Now Jerry," she started. "She's only a child. Of course we had to take her in. Do you want to see her living on the streets? You don't know what that life can do to a person; and an innocent young girl like Kathryn. She wouldn't last a week out there. Is that really what you want? To see our niece homeless?"
When she spoke her word cracked as if she had been crying. I knew they were talking about me but I couldn't understand why. It was obvious that they didn't want me living with them but what had I done to make them so angry.
"Of course that's not what I want. I just don't understand why she couldn't live with her mothers' sister Evelyn, up in Vermont. At least maybe she could be of some use around there. They could probably afford her as well." He said.
There was something about Uncle Jerry's voice that made me think that lack of money really wasn't the only reason he wanted me to leave.
"It only another mouth to feed. Come on now. We're family." My aunt said defending me, "Last time I checked families are supposed to stick together. Even if times are rough."
Now I had opened my door all the way and I could see directly into the living room. Uncle Jerry had been sitting in his armchair and on the table beside him I saw three empty beer bottles and one knocked over on the floor. I hated seeing him like this. But what got me the most was the expression on his face is what got me the most. It was the same way my father had looked after he changed. To think that this was now happening to his brother was almost nauseating.
"Don't get smart with me Susan. Who works for living in this house, Huh? Who do you think would know better if she were just another mouth to feed? I don't want that girl living under my roof, and as long as you live here, you're going to do what I say." He shouted.
What happened next surprised me as much as it did my uncle.
"No Jerry." Aunt Susie said firmly.
"What? What did you say to me?" he said surprised.
"I'm not just going to sit around and watch you hurt our family. What's happened to you Jerry? You used to be such a loving and caring father and husband. Now you're always angry and yelling. If your going to stay that way well then I'm taking this family and leaving." Aunt Susie meant what she said. I believed her. She'd do it.
"Now you listen to me." Uncle Jerry said grabbing his wife's arm in an angry rage. You could here his voice boom through the entire house.
"I won't let you leave. You couldn't handle it out there by yourself. You'd die. Maybe I should let you leave. It might make the world a better place."
"Stop, Jerry you're hurting me. Let go! You're drunk," She screamed.
I couldn't take it any longer. I ran into the living room threatening my uncle to let go or he'd be sorry. I didn't exactly know what he'd be sorry for. It was all so overwhelming. I was usually a rational person but right then I swear I could've killed him.
"You let her go!" I screamed. I could feel my heart beating widely in my chest.
"Or what," he said with a drunken smirk on his face. "You'll drive me to my death just like you did your old man."
There was a dead silence. I hated him. He was exactly like my father. I truly hated him. He thought it was my fault. I could feel the hot tears of rage swelling up in my eyes.
"Kat, I'm sorry." He pleaded softly, "I didn't mean it." He began walking over to me. I couldn't stay here any longer. I had to get out of this place.
"You stay away from me!" I screamed. "Just stay away!"
I headed for the door and ran as fast as I could down the empty streets. I wanted to be as far away from that man as possible. I'll never go back, I told myself, never. I ran as far as I could and ended up in a small park. I couldn't grasp the concept of all that had happened in the past hour. Where was I supposed to go now? I was all alone in a new place and the only people I knew I couldn't live with. I was tired of thinking about it. I collapsed under a large oak tree and passed out from utter exhaustion.
When I woke up I forgot where I was, but only for a second. Then all the unpleasant memories came flowing back. Uncle Jerry. He wasn't my uncle. Uncles don't make you feel this way. They don't accuse you of things you didn't do, things you couldn't stop. Maybe I had been able to stop it. No, you aren't going to let that bastard get to you. There was nothing you could do. It wasn't your fault you hadn't done anything wrong. I am only a child. I shouldn't have to deal with this. It wouldn't have even happened if Steve hadn't gone to the movies. That's what I'd do. I'd go to the Dingo and find Steve Soda and Two-Bit. They'd be able to make me feel better. This was a wonderful way to spend my first day in Tulsa.
Just when I thought nothing could even happen to make this night worse, a blue Mustang drove up to prove me wrong.
Well that's it! I know it's a little short but I had to end there. I think everyone knows what's going to happen but I'd still like suggestions on what you thought! Please Review! I love reading them! Also thanks to all the people who have reiewed!
Chapter Three
Now that the door was open, I could tell that the angry voices were those of my aunt and uncle. They had sounded the way they did when Steve asked to go to the...Dingo I think it was. They were cruel and hurtful. I had hated it when my parent had fought when I was a little girl and to hear this made those awful feelings return. These people were supposed to love each other not almost hate one another. Why were they saying such harsh words? Then, they stopped. My heart almost stopped in fear that they had discover I had been eavesdropping but my fears vanished when I heard my aunts understanding voice.
"Now Jerry," she started. "She's only a child. Of course we had to take her in. Do you want to see her living on the streets? You don't know what that life can do to a person; and an innocent young girl like Kathryn. She wouldn't last a week out there. Is that really what you want? To see our niece homeless?"
When she spoke her word cracked as if she had been crying. I knew they were talking about me but I couldn't understand why. It was obvious that they didn't want me living with them but what had I done to make them so angry.
"Of course that's not what I want. I just don't understand why she couldn't live with her mothers' sister Evelyn, up in Vermont. At least maybe she could be of some use around there. They could probably afford her as well." He said.
There was something about Uncle Jerry's voice that made me think that lack of money really wasn't the only reason he wanted me to leave.
"It only another mouth to feed. Come on now. We're family." My aunt said defending me, "Last time I checked families are supposed to stick together. Even if times are rough."
Now I had opened my door all the way and I could see directly into the living room. Uncle Jerry had been sitting in his armchair and on the table beside him I saw three empty beer bottles and one knocked over on the floor. I hated seeing him like this. But what got me the most was the expression on his face is what got me the most. It was the same way my father had looked after he changed. To think that this was now happening to his brother was almost nauseating.
"Don't get smart with me Susan. Who works for living in this house, Huh? Who do you think would know better if she were just another mouth to feed? I don't want that girl living under my roof, and as long as you live here, you're going to do what I say." He shouted.
What happened next surprised me as much as it did my uncle.
"No Jerry." Aunt Susie said firmly.
"What? What did you say to me?" he said surprised.
"I'm not just going to sit around and watch you hurt our family. What's happened to you Jerry? You used to be such a loving and caring father and husband. Now you're always angry and yelling. If your going to stay that way well then I'm taking this family and leaving." Aunt Susie meant what she said. I believed her. She'd do it.
"Now you listen to me." Uncle Jerry said grabbing his wife's arm in an angry rage. You could here his voice boom through the entire house.
"I won't let you leave. You couldn't handle it out there by yourself. You'd die. Maybe I should let you leave. It might make the world a better place."
"Stop, Jerry you're hurting me. Let go! You're drunk," She screamed.
I couldn't take it any longer. I ran into the living room threatening my uncle to let go or he'd be sorry. I didn't exactly know what he'd be sorry for. It was all so overwhelming. I was usually a rational person but right then I swear I could've killed him.
"You let her go!" I screamed. I could feel my heart beating widely in my chest.
"Or what," he said with a drunken smirk on his face. "You'll drive me to my death just like you did your old man."
There was a dead silence. I hated him. He was exactly like my father. I truly hated him. He thought it was my fault. I could feel the hot tears of rage swelling up in my eyes.
"Kat, I'm sorry." He pleaded softly, "I didn't mean it." He began walking over to me. I couldn't stay here any longer. I had to get out of this place.
"You stay away from me!" I screamed. "Just stay away!"
I headed for the door and ran as fast as I could down the empty streets. I wanted to be as far away from that man as possible. I'll never go back, I told myself, never. I ran as far as I could and ended up in a small park. I couldn't grasp the concept of all that had happened in the past hour. Where was I supposed to go now? I was all alone in a new place and the only people I knew I couldn't live with. I was tired of thinking about it. I collapsed under a large oak tree and passed out from utter exhaustion.
When I woke up I forgot where I was, but only for a second. Then all the unpleasant memories came flowing back. Uncle Jerry. He wasn't my uncle. Uncles don't make you feel this way. They don't accuse you of things you didn't do, things you couldn't stop. Maybe I had been able to stop it. No, you aren't going to let that bastard get to you. There was nothing you could do. It wasn't your fault you hadn't done anything wrong. I am only a child. I shouldn't have to deal with this. It wouldn't have even happened if Steve hadn't gone to the movies. That's what I'd do. I'd go to the Dingo and find Steve Soda and Two-Bit. They'd be able to make me feel better. This was a wonderful way to spend my first day in Tulsa.
Just when I thought nothing could even happen to make this night worse, a blue Mustang drove up to prove me wrong.
Well that's it! I know it's a little short but I had to end there. I think everyone knows what's going to happen but I'd still like suggestions on what you thought! Please Review! I love reading them! Also thanks to all the people who have reiewed!