I do not own V.C. Andrews or any of the Hudson characters!!!!!
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I was right. My father almost had my head. Why was I the only one to receive punishment for what Megan asked me to do? I was forever shackled to the boughs of bad luck.
"What the HELL were you thinking, Victoria!? You know that your sister has to do these things ON HER OWN!!!"
"But-" I started.
"Don't say ANYTHING!! For two months, you will give everyone a break and do EVERYONE'S CHORES. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, VICTORIA!!!!!!????????"
"Y-yes," I stuttered. "Crystal."
And so I was to start tonight. I had to set the table, serve everyone's food, and clean up after them. I wasn't allowed to eat anything tonight. I was starving.
So I came up with a plan. I told Megan that I would be her slave for two months (which I all ready was, but what did she know?) if she brought me food every time I couldn't eat. She happily agreed.
It was probably the best idea I had come up with. Or so I thought. Two days each week I had to watch everybody else eat, and two nights each week Megan would sneak food up to me. It was working like a charm - until one night.
I heard my father talking with Megan. I snuck over to the stairs to get a better view and hear of what was happening.
"Where are you going with all of that food, Megan?" my father asked.
"To my room."
"Why?"
"Cuz I'm hungry."
He was getting annoyed, "Why are you hungry NOW? You ate a huge dinner!"
"I'm still hungry!" She whined.
"Sure you are," he said sarcastically, "If you're so hungry, I want you to eat ALL of that food - right in front of me." And what Megan did, that little bitch, was - "But daddy! I'm really, really full! Victoria threatened to kill me if I didn't bring her some food!!!"
"VICTORIA!!!!" He screamed, "GET DOWN HERE, NOW!!!!!"
I walked down the stairs. "I didn't do anything!" I protested.
"The hell you didn't," he snarled, and walked out of the room.
I glared daggers at Megan, "You little spoiled asshole, I'm gonna KILL you!"
Megan cowered and took a few steps away from me. My father came back into the room. I could tell he had something behind his back.
"Starting tomorrow," he snarled at me, "you will have therapy lessons. UNDERSTOOD?????"
"Yeah," I turned away. "Whatever," I muttered under my breath.
I saw something coming directly towards me. I couldn't get out of the way quick enough. I saw black and white, spinning all around me . . .
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I was right. My father almost had my head. Why was I the only one to receive punishment for what Megan asked me to do? I was forever shackled to the boughs of bad luck.
"What the HELL were you thinking, Victoria!? You know that your sister has to do these things ON HER OWN!!!"
"But-" I started.
"Don't say ANYTHING!! For two months, you will give everyone a break and do EVERYONE'S CHORES. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, VICTORIA!!!!!!????????"
"Y-yes," I stuttered. "Crystal."
And so I was to start tonight. I had to set the table, serve everyone's food, and clean up after them. I wasn't allowed to eat anything tonight. I was starving.
So I came up with a plan. I told Megan that I would be her slave for two months (which I all ready was, but what did she know?) if she brought me food every time I couldn't eat. She happily agreed.
It was probably the best idea I had come up with. Or so I thought. Two days each week I had to watch everybody else eat, and two nights each week Megan would sneak food up to me. It was working like a charm - until one night.
I heard my father talking with Megan. I snuck over to the stairs to get a better view and hear of what was happening.
"Where are you going with all of that food, Megan?" my father asked.
"To my room."
"Why?"
"Cuz I'm hungry."
He was getting annoyed, "Why are you hungry NOW? You ate a huge dinner!"
"I'm still hungry!" She whined.
"Sure you are," he said sarcastically, "If you're so hungry, I want you to eat ALL of that food - right in front of me." And what Megan did, that little bitch, was - "But daddy! I'm really, really full! Victoria threatened to kill me if I didn't bring her some food!!!"
"VICTORIA!!!!" He screamed, "GET DOWN HERE, NOW!!!!!"
I walked down the stairs. "I didn't do anything!" I protested.
"The hell you didn't," he snarled, and walked out of the room.
I glared daggers at Megan, "You little spoiled asshole, I'm gonna KILL you!"
Megan cowered and took a few steps away from me. My father came back into the room. I could tell he had something behind his back.
"Starting tomorrow," he snarled at me, "you will have therapy lessons. UNDERSTOOD?????"
"Yeah," I turned away. "Whatever," I muttered under my breath.
I saw something coming directly towards me. I couldn't get out of the way quick enough. I saw black and white, spinning all around me . . .