A/N I feel so...energized! Heh....
Maddie: if I am such a horrid writer why did you read 10 chapters of my story, and why do you care what I said about someone else, who you probably don't even know. Unless of course you part of her posse or something.
Drixen: I hope I spelt your namey thingy right. Anyhoo, you're so nice in your reviews!!! :) You're the best!
Meleanna: Man, you are scary when you don't get enough sleep.
Chapter 11 hearing
In the days after my miscarriage that I remained in the hospital I entertained myself by working on my story, my writers block finally healed, and my thoughts now flowing as swiftly as a river.
Not only had Trixie murdered my unborn child she had also broken my ribs and bruised my face, legs and stomach. I could see the way the nurses and doctors shook their heads sadly at me, and their eyes traveled to my once more flat stomach.
With the hearing and lawsuit just days away I lay in my head listening to Timmy babble on and on cheerfully. He was definitely a great friend, and didn't confuse you with big words like AJ usually did. It was good to have someone around you said 'I agree' instead of 'I concur,' what kind of word is concur anyway?
He brought up 'her' as I had began to refer to Trixie Tang as. Her, I despised having to say her name. How could she be such an unbearable, loathsome person?? Of course many times I had insulted her, but never with a hateful vengeance, it was always when I was protecting my pride, or someone else's. Once I had insulted her just because I thought she was way to prissy and annoying, but that had been over a year ago.
"Melody and Chester don't know of this, they've been running themselves ragged worrying about you. I wish I could say that much for the teacher, they are actually sending homework for you. But Trixie has been... She's been..." he couldn't seem to be able to get the words out, and I shuddered under the warm blanket. I must be dreadfully ghastly.
"SHE SAID YOU ARE A PROSTITUTE AS WELL AS MELODY!" Cosmo yelled, clapping his hands, oblivious to what he just said meant.
The tears threatened to slide down my cheeks, and I held them back, chewing on my lip and drawing blood. How dare she! How could she be such a horrid cock-maunder? Was there an evil in me that caused me to do one thing that would eventually cause a chain reaction, destroying everything I held dear?
I shuddered, shaking my head and staring at the three fairies, and the human boy. Each of them didn't have to worry about destroying everything...none of them had to live wit a man like my father, or a woman like my sister. I grabbed my laptop off the bedside table and began to type once more with a furious speed. I wasn't writing my story, I was writing about the hell that is my life. I guessed tat I made a typo every two words, and I knew I was constantly messing up simple words in my angry furry. I exited my document then began a angry email to Trixie. Dear Bitch
How could you, really how could you?
How could you screw me over, with out
A second thought, trust me Tang! Whether Or not I win that legal battle tomorrow you
Will not hear the last of me. No trust me, I will
Make sure your life is a living hell!
Cel-Chan, your VICTIM!
After sending my angry email a nurse entered, carrying two pills and a glass of water. The first was an aspirin and the second was a sleeping pill. I didn't intend to sleep. I wasn't going to swallow that.
"Nurse Kaolin," I said in a beautifully polite manner. "May I take these later? The last aspirin hasn't stopped working yet, and I don't want to over dose. And I am already feeling tired, so I don't need the sleeping pill just yet." She smiled, setting the little cup with pills down on my pink beside counter, beside a green lap. Cosmo and Wanda had disguised themselves as furniture.
"Mr. Turned, you make sure she takes these before she leaves." He nodded and I pulled my purple sheet, Wandisimo, up to my chin turning away from her and closing my eyes. Acting as if I really was tired.
"Kaolin desu seihaku" I said, still turned away from her. I knew Japanese fluently, and I liked to use it every once in a while. I used French, Spanish, and Korean sometimes as well.
The next few hours were spent by me entertaining myself by speaking in a language I knew that the nurse or doctor I was speaking to didn't. It was strangely entertaining.
Just before visiting hours ended Sarah entered my room. Her hair was done up in an eight bun, her face was bitter and contorted, she looked even more revolting then natural. She wore a long denim skirt and a baggy blouse, which concealed what little femininity she actually had.
I stared at her, my green eyes filled with a fear that numbed my body. What would she do to me? She didn't do magic, and I knew it was because she had barely inherited any. But she could be scary; she liked to ramble on and on about some part of the bible that usually somehow involved and criticized something good I had managed to do. What little good I manage to do....
"You slut." She hissed, drawing out a switchblade, and flicking out the blade. I shuddered staring up at it; the blade glinted brightly under the lights, taunting and mocking me. Saying it held my fate within itself. I shivered, the cold numbing feeling turning my body to cold stone. It was as if I had turned into a statue right before her eyes.
She pulled my blanket down and lifted my pajamas top up to the bottoms of my breasts. I let out a sharp gasp of pain as she pressed the blade to my flesh. New tears ran down my cheeks, as she ran the knife al the way down to my bellybutton.
Sarah switched the blade away again then pocketed it in her skirt. She adjusted my sheet then stood over me, smirking, satisfied. "Father plans on sending you to an all girls boarding school on The Miramichi, in New Brunswick Canada The day after tomorrow. Melody's parents are sending her as well. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." She smirked then left the room.
That night I struggled to fall asleep, and when I finally did I had horrid dreams that held whispers of my past, secrets that were whispered in the darkest of dark night, no moon stars or streetlights to brighten my path and help me to see the way.
I awoke early and sat straight up, gasping for air. I had been drowning in my dream, and I still felt as if I was underwater. I felt I was the only person in this part of the hospital who was awake. "WANDISIMO!" I snapped around and stared at Wandisimo. In his arms was Fiery, but she was pushing away from him. She struck his face then poofed away, screaming ITS OVER!
"What happened?" I demanded, staring into the saddened face of the Spanish fairy.
"She...She caught me...um...how do you say? Fantasizing.... about Wanda." I glared at him. I knew very well that Fiery had loved him she was crazy about him.
"Celeste Alexandra Stroumboulopoulos you claim that Trixie Tang killed your unborn child, broke three of your ribs, bruised and cut you. Trixie how do you plead?" The judge, Judge Annie, Said in a dull voice, as if she had said something like this many times before.
"Not guilty." She said, her eyes blazing with confidence. I turned and stared at Chester. He sat in one of the pew things directly behind me his eyes were cast downward but I could clearly see the tears falling out of them and to the floor. I turned back and continued to stare.
"Celeste, at approximately 12:16 October 31st where were you?" Judge Annie asked.
"Lying in a bloody pulp on the ground, paralyzed from the physical and emotional pain Tang caused me." I replied. My eyes burning holes in the wall, I refused to look at Trixie, I refused to look at anyone.
"Your generation describes everything so colorfully, and where were you Trixie?"
"At home sleeping, unlike some people I am a good girl and don't get involved in orgies and raves like Stroumboulopoulos." I felt my rage deepen and the well of tears began to overflow once more. I took claming breaths and stared intently ahead.
"That will be enough Tang. Chester Mcbadbat, come to the stand." Chester rose and walked to the stand, and sat down, his eyes still downcast.
"Now can you give a complete description of the events that happened Halloween night??"
He described what had happened in such perfectly detail it chilled m to my bones. I relived every moment of it as he spoke, and that made the memories seem that much more vivid and terrifying.
It continued pretty much the same way, Veronica, Chad, Tad, Sanjay, AJ, Timmy, Melody, and Elmer were all called to the stand. Each one gave out a description, my friends telling the truth while Trixie's all claimed to have been at a party and that Trixie had stayed home because of sheer exhaustion.
"Guilty!" Judge Annie said slamming her mallet down onto her podium. I gulped the air, knowing that I had had what little revenge the law aloud me to. "You have a choice. Years at a underage and twenty something's women's prison, or 4 in a mental institution."
"Prison." And then it was just...over. I couldn't stand the way people were saying it was great how I handled myself. On the outside I knew I seemed calm and cool, but inside I was so torn up it was as if I had swallowed glass that shredded my insides, and broke my heart.
Before I fell asleep last night I had thought up a plan to get out of going to that boarding school, a plan which would help me to start over, A plan that could help me to be ranked with V.C.Andrews, Britney Britney, Beyonce, and J.Lo.
It involved New York City, a pickup Truck, A Mo Ho my bank account, Timmy, AJ, Melody, Chester, and I, maps, and a road trip. I planned to escape to New York, to start over once more with a life that was worth something.
A new life a new me, a new state.... A clear and beautiful future. Too bad plans and wishful thinking never got anybody anywhere.
TBC...
A/N Well? Well? WEEEELL? Review!!!
Maddie: if I am such a horrid writer why did you read 10 chapters of my story, and why do you care what I said about someone else, who you probably don't even know. Unless of course you part of her posse or something.
Drixen: I hope I spelt your namey thingy right. Anyhoo, you're so nice in your reviews!!! :) You're the best!
Meleanna: Man, you are scary when you don't get enough sleep.
Chapter 11 hearing
In the days after my miscarriage that I remained in the hospital I entertained myself by working on my story, my writers block finally healed, and my thoughts now flowing as swiftly as a river.
Not only had Trixie murdered my unborn child she had also broken my ribs and bruised my face, legs and stomach. I could see the way the nurses and doctors shook their heads sadly at me, and their eyes traveled to my once more flat stomach.
With the hearing and lawsuit just days away I lay in my head listening to Timmy babble on and on cheerfully. He was definitely a great friend, and didn't confuse you with big words like AJ usually did. It was good to have someone around you said 'I agree' instead of 'I concur,' what kind of word is concur anyway?
He brought up 'her' as I had began to refer to Trixie Tang as. Her, I despised having to say her name. How could she be such an unbearable, loathsome person?? Of course many times I had insulted her, but never with a hateful vengeance, it was always when I was protecting my pride, or someone else's. Once I had insulted her just because I thought she was way to prissy and annoying, but that had been over a year ago.
"Melody and Chester don't know of this, they've been running themselves ragged worrying about you. I wish I could say that much for the teacher, they are actually sending homework for you. But Trixie has been... She's been..." he couldn't seem to be able to get the words out, and I shuddered under the warm blanket. I must be dreadfully ghastly.
"SHE SAID YOU ARE A PROSTITUTE AS WELL AS MELODY!" Cosmo yelled, clapping his hands, oblivious to what he just said meant.
The tears threatened to slide down my cheeks, and I held them back, chewing on my lip and drawing blood. How dare she! How could she be such a horrid cock-maunder? Was there an evil in me that caused me to do one thing that would eventually cause a chain reaction, destroying everything I held dear?
I shuddered, shaking my head and staring at the three fairies, and the human boy. Each of them didn't have to worry about destroying everything...none of them had to live wit a man like my father, or a woman like my sister. I grabbed my laptop off the bedside table and began to type once more with a furious speed. I wasn't writing my story, I was writing about the hell that is my life. I guessed tat I made a typo every two words, and I knew I was constantly messing up simple words in my angry furry. I exited my document then began a angry email to Trixie. Dear Bitch
How could you, really how could you?
How could you screw me over, with out
A second thought, trust me Tang! Whether Or not I win that legal battle tomorrow you
Will not hear the last of me. No trust me, I will
Make sure your life is a living hell!
Cel-Chan, your VICTIM!
After sending my angry email a nurse entered, carrying two pills and a glass of water. The first was an aspirin and the second was a sleeping pill. I didn't intend to sleep. I wasn't going to swallow that.
"Nurse Kaolin," I said in a beautifully polite manner. "May I take these later? The last aspirin hasn't stopped working yet, and I don't want to over dose. And I am already feeling tired, so I don't need the sleeping pill just yet." She smiled, setting the little cup with pills down on my pink beside counter, beside a green lap. Cosmo and Wanda had disguised themselves as furniture.
"Mr. Turned, you make sure she takes these before she leaves." He nodded and I pulled my purple sheet, Wandisimo, up to my chin turning away from her and closing my eyes. Acting as if I really was tired.
"Kaolin desu seihaku" I said, still turned away from her. I knew Japanese fluently, and I liked to use it every once in a while. I used French, Spanish, and Korean sometimes as well.
The next few hours were spent by me entertaining myself by speaking in a language I knew that the nurse or doctor I was speaking to didn't. It was strangely entertaining.
Just before visiting hours ended Sarah entered my room. Her hair was done up in an eight bun, her face was bitter and contorted, she looked even more revolting then natural. She wore a long denim skirt and a baggy blouse, which concealed what little femininity she actually had.
I stared at her, my green eyes filled with a fear that numbed my body. What would she do to me? She didn't do magic, and I knew it was because she had barely inherited any. But she could be scary; she liked to ramble on and on about some part of the bible that usually somehow involved and criticized something good I had managed to do. What little good I manage to do....
"You slut." She hissed, drawing out a switchblade, and flicking out the blade. I shuddered staring up at it; the blade glinted brightly under the lights, taunting and mocking me. Saying it held my fate within itself. I shivered, the cold numbing feeling turning my body to cold stone. It was as if I had turned into a statue right before her eyes.
She pulled my blanket down and lifted my pajamas top up to the bottoms of my breasts. I let out a sharp gasp of pain as she pressed the blade to my flesh. New tears ran down my cheeks, as she ran the knife al the way down to my bellybutton.
Sarah switched the blade away again then pocketed it in her skirt. She adjusted my sheet then stood over me, smirking, satisfied. "Father plans on sending you to an all girls boarding school on The Miramichi, in New Brunswick Canada The day after tomorrow. Melody's parents are sending her as well. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." She smirked then left the room.
That night I struggled to fall asleep, and when I finally did I had horrid dreams that held whispers of my past, secrets that were whispered in the darkest of dark night, no moon stars or streetlights to brighten my path and help me to see the way.
I awoke early and sat straight up, gasping for air. I had been drowning in my dream, and I still felt as if I was underwater. I felt I was the only person in this part of the hospital who was awake. "WANDISIMO!" I snapped around and stared at Wandisimo. In his arms was Fiery, but she was pushing away from him. She struck his face then poofed away, screaming ITS OVER!
"What happened?" I demanded, staring into the saddened face of the Spanish fairy.
"She...She caught me...um...how do you say? Fantasizing.... about Wanda." I glared at him. I knew very well that Fiery had loved him she was crazy about him.
"Celeste Alexandra Stroumboulopoulos you claim that Trixie Tang killed your unborn child, broke three of your ribs, bruised and cut you. Trixie how do you plead?" The judge, Judge Annie, Said in a dull voice, as if she had said something like this many times before.
"Not guilty." She said, her eyes blazing with confidence. I turned and stared at Chester. He sat in one of the pew things directly behind me his eyes were cast downward but I could clearly see the tears falling out of them and to the floor. I turned back and continued to stare.
"Celeste, at approximately 12:16 October 31st where were you?" Judge Annie asked.
"Lying in a bloody pulp on the ground, paralyzed from the physical and emotional pain Tang caused me." I replied. My eyes burning holes in the wall, I refused to look at Trixie, I refused to look at anyone.
"Your generation describes everything so colorfully, and where were you Trixie?"
"At home sleeping, unlike some people I am a good girl and don't get involved in orgies and raves like Stroumboulopoulos." I felt my rage deepen and the well of tears began to overflow once more. I took claming breaths and stared intently ahead.
"That will be enough Tang. Chester Mcbadbat, come to the stand." Chester rose and walked to the stand, and sat down, his eyes still downcast.
"Now can you give a complete description of the events that happened Halloween night??"
He described what had happened in such perfectly detail it chilled m to my bones. I relived every moment of it as he spoke, and that made the memories seem that much more vivid and terrifying.
It continued pretty much the same way, Veronica, Chad, Tad, Sanjay, AJ, Timmy, Melody, and Elmer were all called to the stand. Each one gave out a description, my friends telling the truth while Trixie's all claimed to have been at a party and that Trixie had stayed home because of sheer exhaustion.
"Guilty!" Judge Annie said slamming her mallet down onto her podium. I gulped the air, knowing that I had had what little revenge the law aloud me to. "You have a choice. Years at a underage and twenty something's women's prison, or 4 in a mental institution."
"Prison." And then it was just...over. I couldn't stand the way people were saying it was great how I handled myself. On the outside I knew I seemed calm and cool, but inside I was so torn up it was as if I had swallowed glass that shredded my insides, and broke my heart.
Before I fell asleep last night I had thought up a plan to get out of going to that boarding school, a plan which would help me to start over, A plan that could help me to be ranked with V.C.Andrews, Britney Britney, Beyonce, and J.Lo.
It involved New York City, a pickup Truck, A Mo Ho my bank account, Timmy, AJ, Melody, Chester, and I, maps, and a road trip. I planned to escape to New York, to start over once more with a life that was worth something.
A new life a new me, a new state.... A clear and beautiful future. Too bad plans and wishful thinking never got anybody anywhere.
TBC...
A/N Well? Well? WEEEELL? Review!!!