A new face out of the race
Chapter 8
Emily sat at the dining table staring at the meal Brenda made. It was supposed to be lasagna, though it neither tasted nor looked like lasagna. She looked across the table at Brenda. Jason sat on her right, and Melissa at her left. They were having a conversation, but she stopped listening a while ago. It must have been a happy conversation, everyone was laughing while she sat and stared at the meal. Emily, much to her dismay, tuned the conversation back.
"That's great Melissa. I bet everyone was happy for you." Brenda said happily. She thought this family meal was going great.
"Yeah, you have to show us your picture tomorrow when you get it back. What do you think about it Emily?" Jason asked, bringing her into the conversation.
"Uh, that's great." Emily said, knowing nothing of the conversation.
"How's your grades Emily?" Brenda asked. She took a bite of the meal, but immediately regretted it.
"Above average." Emily said, in all truth she had all A's. She was also valedictorian presently. Not that they actually cared about that.
"That's wonderful." Brenda happily commented. Emily would have liked to roll her eyes. "You're becoming a great role model for Melissa." Emily's hands turned into fists. Role model for that brat?
"What do you think of my Lasagna?" Brenda asked everyone. She was trying to improve her cooking skills. In all honesty, it wasn't working.
"It's wonderful mommy." Melissa said. Emily leaned her head against the back of her chair. Doesn't she ever stop sucking up?
"It's interesting." Jason commented, actually telling some truth.
"Emily?" Brenda asked.
"Do you want the truth or do you want a lie?" Emily questioned her. She's had about all of this Brenda thinking everything was just peachy.
"What do you mean by that?" Brenda was confused and angry that Emily would dare lie to her.
"I can lie to your face like that little brat you gave birth to or I can tell you truth of this meal you call 'lasagna'." Emily said, finally losing her temper with her legal guardians.
Brenda stood up. "Emily! Apologize for that comment right now." She demanded angrily.
Emily stood up, knocking her chair away. After four years she had had enough of Brenda and her thinking everything is just dandy. She's had it with being ignored. She's had it with Jason thinking he could just tell her to trust him after she was vulnerable after seeing him kill her father. She's had it with Melissa think and act like she is the whole world and a bag of chips. "No! I will not apologize when I speak the truth. You spoil that kid rotten and give her all the attention. You know I'm right. And you just sit there and deny it. You sit and pretend that everything is just perfect. It's a lie! Nothing is perfect!" She shouted.
Jason stood up and tried calming Emily down. "Emily, calm down."
"No, I won't calm down. I've been here for four years and everything I've said is a lie. You haven't even realized it. You just haven't cared. These last four years have been hell. Brenda just sits here and acts like everything is great in the world. The world isn't like that. Melissa just sits there, acting all innocent, having no respect for me. You don't care she is your child, your creation. What am I? Just some vulnerable preteen you took in when I was twelve." Emily looked back over at Jason. "You have been the worst. After you just murdered my father, you talk to me and tell me to trust you. Why do you think I have trust issues? Because everyone I trust breaks that trust. You only took me in because you felt guilty taking my father away. I could careless if he was living today. That guy hit and abused me, told me I was nothing. He was right. I am nothing! And you know what else I realized. You're no different from my father except for the physical abuse!" Emily stopped her speech and stood there and observed the three of them.
"Emily! How dare you say that! We took you in and gave you shelter and food. If you're thinking all that I want you out of here immediately!" Brenda pointed to the door.
"Gladly." Emily seethed and ran upstairs, and grabbed her backpack. She went back down the stairs and slammed the door leaving all she had gained from the last four years behind.
Author's note: Harsh words, I know. I am sorry if this insults anyone, just don't flame me for it. I really got into this chapter. Okay, I was so overjoyed to see reviews! Thank you so much and please continue reviewing.
Emily sat at the dining table staring at the meal Brenda made. It was supposed to be lasagna, though it neither tasted nor looked like lasagna. She looked across the table at Brenda. Jason sat on her right, and Melissa at her left. They were having a conversation, but she stopped listening a while ago. It must have been a happy conversation, everyone was laughing while she sat and stared at the meal. Emily, much to her dismay, tuned the conversation back.
"That's great Melissa. I bet everyone was happy for you." Brenda said happily. She thought this family meal was going great.
"Yeah, you have to show us your picture tomorrow when you get it back. What do you think about it Emily?" Jason asked, bringing her into the conversation.
"Uh, that's great." Emily said, knowing nothing of the conversation.
"How's your grades Emily?" Brenda asked. She took a bite of the meal, but immediately regretted it.
"Above average." Emily said, in all truth she had all A's. She was also valedictorian presently. Not that they actually cared about that.
"That's wonderful." Brenda happily commented. Emily would have liked to roll her eyes. "You're becoming a great role model for Melissa." Emily's hands turned into fists. Role model for that brat?
"What do you think of my Lasagna?" Brenda asked everyone. She was trying to improve her cooking skills. In all honesty, it wasn't working.
"It's wonderful mommy." Melissa said. Emily leaned her head against the back of her chair. Doesn't she ever stop sucking up?
"It's interesting." Jason commented, actually telling some truth.
"Emily?" Brenda asked.
"Do you want the truth or do you want a lie?" Emily questioned her. She's had about all of this Brenda thinking everything was just peachy.
"What do you mean by that?" Brenda was confused and angry that Emily would dare lie to her.
"I can lie to your face like that little brat you gave birth to or I can tell you truth of this meal you call 'lasagna'." Emily said, finally losing her temper with her legal guardians.
Brenda stood up. "Emily! Apologize for that comment right now." She demanded angrily.
Emily stood up, knocking her chair away. After four years she had had enough of Brenda and her thinking everything is just dandy. She's had it with being ignored. She's had it with Jason thinking he could just tell her to trust him after she was vulnerable after seeing him kill her father. She's had it with Melissa think and act like she is the whole world and a bag of chips. "No! I will not apologize when I speak the truth. You spoil that kid rotten and give her all the attention. You know I'm right. And you just sit there and deny it. You sit and pretend that everything is just perfect. It's a lie! Nothing is perfect!" She shouted.
Jason stood up and tried calming Emily down. "Emily, calm down."
"No, I won't calm down. I've been here for four years and everything I've said is a lie. You haven't even realized it. You just haven't cared. These last four years have been hell. Brenda just sits here and acts like everything is great in the world. The world isn't like that. Melissa just sits there, acting all innocent, having no respect for me. You don't care she is your child, your creation. What am I? Just some vulnerable preteen you took in when I was twelve." Emily looked back over at Jason. "You have been the worst. After you just murdered my father, you talk to me and tell me to trust you. Why do you think I have trust issues? Because everyone I trust breaks that trust. You only took me in because you felt guilty taking my father away. I could careless if he was living today. That guy hit and abused me, told me I was nothing. He was right. I am nothing! And you know what else I realized. You're no different from my father except for the physical abuse!" Emily stopped her speech and stood there and observed the three of them.
"Emily! How dare you say that! We took you in and gave you shelter and food. If you're thinking all that I want you out of here immediately!" Brenda pointed to the door.
"Gladly." Emily seethed and ran upstairs, and grabbed her backpack. She went back down the stairs and slammed the door leaving all she had gained from the last four years behind.
Author's note: Harsh words, I know. I am sorry if this insults anyone, just don't flame me for it. I really got into this chapter. Okay, I was so overjoyed to see reviews! Thank you so much and please continue reviewing.