Chapter 2: A drunk Norrington is very very bad!
"I'm back!" Nicola cried out loudly, as she entered her house. Ria came and studied her daughter.
"What's wrond darling?" You don't look so happy." She mentioned.
Nicola blinked. "Well, not many people come home from school smiling and grinning and leaping for joy, right? Or am I just one of those weird people?" She questioned, more to herself with out caring for the answer. She walked back up to her bedroom.
Ria smiled as she saw her daughter go up. Nicola seemed so similar to Ria, and she reminded her of her childhood. She went in back to the kitchen to do whatever she was doing.
When Nicola got up to her room, Amy was on the bed, making stuff. "Hey, Nicola!" She shouted as she saw her big sister. "How was school?" She asked curiously, as she didn't go to school yet.
Nicola made a face. "Boring as usual... Some teachers don't really think I'm smart but I reckon I use my head..." She paused. "I don't know why I'm telling you this but, I got another detention from school. Don't tell father please" She pleaded, feeling foolish.
Amy nodded even though she thought it was a bad idea. "Alright... But can you help me make a dolphine out of this clay?" She asked pointing to a chuck of brown clay that was on the bed.
Since Nicola didn't have any strength to growl Amy off for leaving clay on the bed, and since she didn't have any homework to do, she thought, 'Why not...' "Alright." She answered, sitting beside her sister.
At around six o'clock, Ria called the girls down for dinner. They all sat around the table which was filled with their meal. They were in different moods from the one in breakfast. "You two must be pretty hungry. Let's eat!" Ria started, eating pieces of corn.
"Yum! Roast chicken!" Amy practically yelled over the table, as she dug her fork into her dish of chicken. In a few minutes, her face was going to be covered in gravy and everything that was on the dish.
Nicola ate a slice of chicken too. "Where's father?" She quizzed, looking over at the empty seat, normally where James sits.
Ria's face went darker a little, wioth worry or hatred, or maybe both. She let out a deep loud sigh. "I don't know... He should be here by now..." She said concerned, in a low voice.
The atmosphere of the house suddenly went quiet. Even Amy seemed to gobble up her dinner quietly. Then she did something that Jack usually does, breaking the awkward silence. "Mommy? Are you going to eat that?" She asked, pointing at Ria's left over chicken bits.
Ria laughed, "No. But you could have them, if you're still hungry." She added, looking at Amy's emmpty plate.
"Amy, you're a piglet...." Nicola smirked, as she watched again at Amy eating Ria's chicken bits. Then she turned to Ria. "Mommy, what's for desert?" She questioned.
Ria smiled whole-heartedly. "Apple crumble! Freshly baked..." She answered as she stacked the empty dishes on a tray and took them away.
"So thats' what you've been making in the kitchen..." Nicola realized out loud. "Apple crumble's my favourite!" She announced.
After desert Nicola was drawing on her desk in her room with Amy moulding stuff with the clay still, trying to shape it into a dolphine. Ria was downstairs in the kitchen doing the dishes. They were all waiting for Norrington.
Amy went to sleep early as usual, although she insisted on staying up till father came, but she fell asleep. And when Norrington didn't come till ten o'clock, Ria told Nicola to go to bed, and she did. But she didn't get to sleep though, even though she was tired. But she decided to close her eyes, just for a little while. But when she couldn't lift them open again, she decided to remain like that.
Nicola blinked, which kind of surprised her. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she was sleeping, but something was loud enough to wake her up. She tried hard to listen through Amy's gentle breathing, which seemed so loud at that point.
"James what is wrong with you?" Nicola realized she woke up because of her mother and father arguing. She thought it was pretty normal but her father's unusual slurring in his voice made Nicola think twice.
"Sorry Ria... Just had a drink or two..." James slurred, making it a bit difficult for Nicola and Ria to understand him.
Ria nearly laughted mockingly, but she wasn't in the laughing mood. "A drink or two? I think you meanabout ten bottles of drinks, by the sound and smell of it!" She said, annoyed. "Younever drink this much... Geez, what is wrong?" She questioned, concerned a bit.
By now, Amy had woken up and she sobbed quietly while Nicola tried to comfort her and listne at the same time.
James chuckled quietly. "What's wrong?" He repeated. "What's wrong is that my wife is a bloody pirate that might get me and the children hung, What's wrong is that my wife is the sister of an infamus dirty, filthy pirate... And that my wife has been keeping that from me for about 6 years or so!" Jame's voice went louder each sentence.
Ria slapped him across the cheek. "Don't talk about my brother like that, you... you snob!" She yelled getting offensed. "You don;'t know what kind of person he is...."
James just ignored her. "What other secrets are you keeping from me, you pirate bitch!" He shouted in frustration, threatingly.
Nicola and Amy were watching from the stairs, afraid and hearts thumping like mad. They were scared and shocked about their abusive father. Amy was wailing and Nicola sniffed.
Norrington repeatedly shouted at Ria with offensive abusive words, and then Amy couldn't take it anymore. "Stop it daddy! Mommy...." She cried, going downstairs to them, before Nicola got a chance to stop her.
Norrington turned around and stared at Amy suspiciously. "Shut up!" He shouted, as his hand was raised up.
"NO!" Ria and Nicola both screamed out. Nicola ran in front of Amy swiftly and quickly, and of course she got hit instead of her little sister, by her own father.
Nicola fell flat onto the floor. Tears flowed down and blurred her vision. She didn't know if it was because of the shock or the pain. She could hear her mother scream and slap at Norrington, and Amy crying.
(Nicola's P.OV) Did I just get hit? Maybe that's why I'm on the floor. God, I can't think with all the screaming and crying.... I want to go to sleep. That's funny.... It looks like father's about to his mommy........(End of Nicola's P.O.V)
Nicola fainted just before Norrington slapped Ria as well. But Nicola could hear Amy crying on the top of her lungs. She could hear more arguing and shouting. She knew she has to get up and yell at them to stop but she just couldn't.
(Ria's P.O.V) Ria breathed in and out steadily. She couldn't believe she saw her jhusband hit their daughter. She couldn't believe she just got slapped by her own husband. Ria didn't bat an eyelid, she just gave James a deathly glare. Afterall, she was used to getting hit when she was little, but she hadn't expected this... Anger was fuming out of her, out of control. (end of Ria's P.O.V)
"Mommy..." Amy whispered behind Ria, her face still soaking with tears.
"It's alright...." Ria whispered, calming ly. But her glare was still fixed on Norrington. "You..." She hissed at James. "I should've listened to Jack. If I did, I wouldn't have let anyone go through this pain." She said clearly, just a single tear burning down her cheek. "You better take one good look at your children... Because I'm taking them with me! And this time I mean it... I could kill you for what you've done, but you're lucky that the kids are here." She screamed, then punched her husband so hard straight on the face that he blacked out.
"I'm back!" Nicola cried out loudly, as she entered her house. Ria came and studied her daughter.
"What's wrond darling?" You don't look so happy." She mentioned.
Nicola blinked. "Well, not many people come home from school smiling and grinning and leaping for joy, right? Or am I just one of those weird people?" She questioned, more to herself with out caring for the answer. She walked back up to her bedroom.
Ria smiled as she saw her daughter go up. Nicola seemed so similar to Ria, and she reminded her of her childhood. She went in back to the kitchen to do whatever she was doing.
When Nicola got up to her room, Amy was on the bed, making stuff. "Hey, Nicola!" She shouted as she saw her big sister. "How was school?" She asked curiously, as she didn't go to school yet.
Nicola made a face. "Boring as usual... Some teachers don't really think I'm smart but I reckon I use my head..." She paused. "I don't know why I'm telling you this but, I got another detention from school. Don't tell father please" She pleaded, feeling foolish.
Amy nodded even though she thought it was a bad idea. "Alright... But can you help me make a dolphine out of this clay?" She asked pointing to a chuck of brown clay that was on the bed.
Since Nicola didn't have any strength to growl Amy off for leaving clay on the bed, and since she didn't have any homework to do, she thought, 'Why not...' "Alright." She answered, sitting beside her sister.
At around six o'clock, Ria called the girls down for dinner. They all sat around the table which was filled with their meal. They were in different moods from the one in breakfast. "You two must be pretty hungry. Let's eat!" Ria started, eating pieces of corn.
"Yum! Roast chicken!" Amy practically yelled over the table, as she dug her fork into her dish of chicken. In a few minutes, her face was going to be covered in gravy and everything that was on the dish.
Nicola ate a slice of chicken too. "Where's father?" She quizzed, looking over at the empty seat, normally where James sits.
Ria's face went darker a little, wioth worry or hatred, or maybe both. She let out a deep loud sigh. "I don't know... He should be here by now..." She said concerned, in a low voice.
The atmosphere of the house suddenly went quiet. Even Amy seemed to gobble up her dinner quietly. Then she did something that Jack usually does, breaking the awkward silence. "Mommy? Are you going to eat that?" She asked, pointing at Ria's left over chicken bits.
Ria laughed, "No. But you could have them, if you're still hungry." She added, looking at Amy's emmpty plate.
"Amy, you're a piglet...." Nicola smirked, as she watched again at Amy eating Ria's chicken bits. Then she turned to Ria. "Mommy, what's for desert?" She questioned.
Ria smiled whole-heartedly. "Apple crumble! Freshly baked..." She answered as she stacked the empty dishes on a tray and took them away.
"So thats' what you've been making in the kitchen..." Nicola realized out loud. "Apple crumble's my favourite!" She announced.
After desert Nicola was drawing on her desk in her room with Amy moulding stuff with the clay still, trying to shape it into a dolphine. Ria was downstairs in the kitchen doing the dishes. They were all waiting for Norrington.
Amy went to sleep early as usual, although she insisted on staying up till father came, but she fell asleep. And when Norrington didn't come till ten o'clock, Ria told Nicola to go to bed, and she did. But she didn't get to sleep though, even though she was tired. But she decided to close her eyes, just for a little while. But when she couldn't lift them open again, she decided to remain like that.
Nicola blinked, which kind of surprised her. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she was sleeping, but something was loud enough to wake her up. She tried hard to listen through Amy's gentle breathing, which seemed so loud at that point.
"James what is wrong with you?" Nicola realized she woke up because of her mother and father arguing. She thought it was pretty normal but her father's unusual slurring in his voice made Nicola think twice.
"Sorry Ria... Just had a drink or two..." James slurred, making it a bit difficult for Nicola and Ria to understand him.
Ria nearly laughted mockingly, but she wasn't in the laughing mood. "A drink or two? I think you meanabout ten bottles of drinks, by the sound and smell of it!" She said, annoyed. "Younever drink this much... Geez, what is wrong?" She questioned, concerned a bit.
By now, Amy had woken up and she sobbed quietly while Nicola tried to comfort her and listne at the same time.
James chuckled quietly. "What's wrong?" He repeated. "What's wrong is that my wife is a bloody pirate that might get me and the children hung, What's wrong is that my wife is the sister of an infamus dirty, filthy pirate... And that my wife has been keeping that from me for about 6 years or so!" Jame's voice went louder each sentence.
Ria slapped him across the cheek. "Don't talk about my brother like that, you... you snob!" She yelled getting offensed. "You don;'t know what kind of person he is...."
James just ignored her. "What other secrets are you keeping from me, you pirate bitch!" He shouted in frustration, threatingly.
Nicola and Amy were watching from the stairs, afraid and hearts thumping like mad. They were scared and shocked about their abusive father. Amy was wailing and Nicola sniffed.
Norrington repeatedly shouted at Ria with offensive abusive words, and then Amy couldn't take it anymore. "Stop it daddy! Mommy...." She cried, going downstairs to them, before Nicola got a chance to stop her.
Norrington turned around and stared at Amy suspiciously. "Shut up!" He shouted, as his hand was raised up.
"NO!" Ria and Nicola both screamed out. Nicola ran in front of Amy swiftly and quickly, and of course she got hit instead of her little sister, by her own father.
Nicola fell flat onto the floor. Tears flowed down and blurred her vision. She didn't know if it was because of the shock or the pain. She could hear her mother scream and slap at Norrington, and Amy crying.
(Nicola's P.OV) Did I just get hit? Maybe that's why I'm on the floor. God, I can't think with all the screaming and crying.... I want to go to sleep. That's funny.... It looks like father's about to his mommy........(End of Nicola's P.O.V)
Nicola fainted just before Norrington slapped Ria as well. But Nicola could hear Amy crying on the top of her lungs. She could hear more arguing and shouting. She knew she has to get up and yell at them to stop but she just couldn't.
(Ria's P.O.V) Ria breathed in and out steadily. She couldn't believe she saw her jhusband hit their daughter. She couldn't believe she just got slapped by her own husband. Ria didn't bat an eyelid, she just gave James a deathly glare. Afterall, she was used to getting hit when she was little, but she hadn't expected this... Anger was fuming out of her, out of control. (end of Ria's P.O.V)
"Mommy..." Amy whispered behind Ria, her face still soaking with tears.
"It's alright...." Ria whispered, calming ly. But her glare was still fixed on Norrington. "You..." She hissed at James. "I should've listened to Jack. If I did, I wouldn't have let anyone go through this pain." She said clearly, just a single tear burning down her cheek. "You better take one good look at your children... Because I'm taking them with me! And this time I mean it... I could kill you for what you've done, but you're lucky that the kids are here." She screamed, then punched her husband so hard straight on the face that he blacked out.