Rebecca

Hello. I have a sad announcement to make...this story shall come to an end soon. Not right away, but too far away either. Please enjoy this chapter, and i'll get another up sometime within the next few days. Things happen kinda fastish in this chapter, so bear with me on it please. Review please oh devoted reviews of mine. And, any suggestions or anything are good to know just so ya know and junk.

Chapter 16: What happened next…

The next morning, Rebecca awoke to someone gently shaking her. When she opened her eyes she looked into the face of her own dear Ally. "Ally!" she exclaimed in surprise and sat up, bringing the comforter to her chin. "What are you doing here?"

"Mother told me what happened after you left, and first thing this morning I came to talk to you," he replied, handing her a dressing gown.

"Thank you," she said.

"First of all, there's something you should know about Michelle," he said.

"What's that?"

"She's not all there. Apparently, after your mother ran away she became depressed and completely useless on her own. That's when my mother hired her. Any of the things she told you could turn out to be blatant lies, and…"

Rebecca cut him off, "Excuse me but, how come you're not swelling up and dying? There are still peanuts down here."

"Oh," he said with a laugh, "That stuff you father gave me, really did the trick and completely cured me! Now, to continue, I found Michelle's diary last night and took the liberty of brining it here to you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small leather bound book. The cover said 'diary' in elegant calligraphy, and it was full of letters, photographs, and entries.

"You shouldn't have taken this!" she said, taking it from him and flipping through the worn pages.

"I know, but I did anyways." They smiled and then Rebecca began to look at the old photos. There were pictures of Alistair's family, and old pictures of Michelle and Penelope, but none of Rebecca. However, she did find one of her father before his accident. She gasped at how handsome he was, and he was actually smiling! A tear came to her eye that he would never look like that again, and she quickly slipped that picture under her pillow.

She and Alistair poured over the entries, trying to discover the truth. Finally, they found what they were looking for…

Diary,

Finally, I convinced my silly sister to leave that dreadful creature of a man. He destroyed our family's reputation and deserves to be alone the rest of his life. I knew that starting the fire would make him come running, and when his face got distorted things just became better. I talked Penny into screaming at the sight of his wretched face, so that he would be hurt and leave us be. And, my brilliant plan worked. The disgusting man's feelings were hurt and he left her and the baby. The baby, something will need to be done about the little inborn creature. No doubt it will look like its father, and we can't have that. After its born I shall take it to the orphanage down the road and tell Penny it was kidnapped. Oh, I am a genius.

Michelle

…

Diary,

I got rid of the baby today, and Penny won't bloody shut up. She's been crying non-stop for the past three hours and I can't get her to hush. For goodness sakes, it was only a baby! I think that something shall have to be done about my dear sister before she goes crying to the authorities. In fact, I think that I shall take care of her right now.

Michelle

…

Diary,

My family is so pathetic. Ever since the 'disappearance' of Penny, they haven't paid a drop of attention to me. Me, the daughter they still do have! If they don't come to their senses soon, I think I shall have to do something about them too. However, for now I shall just enjoy all the gifts people have been sending.

Michelle

Rebecca began crying tears of anger and hatred. Alistair tried to calm her down, but nothing worked. She got out of bed and stormed out of the room, diary in hand. She rushed right past her father, who was at his organ, climbed into the boat and poled across the lake as fast as she could.When she reached the other side, she gave it a hard push so that the men folk could catch it easier, and then ran up to the outside world. She exited through a path that led to the main foyer, and ran past all the people, ignoring the stares.

Quickly, she went outside and hailed a cab. She had managed to grab some money on her way out of the lair, so was well equipped to pay the fellow. "Take me to the Picard estate please," she commanded, and then they were off.

Meanwhile, Erik and Alistair were having some difficulty getting the boat from the middle of the lake, for neither really knew how to swim. When finally they got it, they were nearly ten minutes behind the angered girl. They frantically ran through the paths, outside, and into a cab so that they could catch up and thwart the disaster that lay ahead.

Rebecca arrived at the mansion and barged through the front door, much to the dismay of one of the maids. She raced through the halls, in a mad search to find her 'dear aunt'. Finally, she came to the parlour and opened the door. There sat Michelle in a rocking chair, staring at the fire with a broom lying at her feet. She turned when she heard the door slam, and a crazed look came upon her face.

"You!" shouted Rebecca.

"What is it little Faith?" asked Michelle much too sweetly.

"You of all people should know, you lying she-devil!"

Michelle glared at the younger woman and stood up. "You are a rude child."

"At least I'm not a MURDERER!" Rebecca tackled Michelle to the ground and began to punch her face as hard as she could.

Michelle screamed terribly, and was bleeding quite profusely by the time the men showed up. "Rebecca!" shouted Erik, "Get off of her!" He ran and pulled his daughter off of the murderer and restrained her.

"Let me go!"

"No, you've inherited too much from me as it is without the title of murderer," said Erik calmly.

Michelle got up off the ground and wiped her bloodied face. "Why hello Erik," she said with a sick toothless smile.