Chapter 2:
Grace Adler Designs: Karen's at her desk shouting at Rosario down the phone, while Grace is trying to get inspiration for a client.
"Yes Rosie, I know that but it doesn't give you the right to go raiding through my stuff. I know that's what I pay you for, and you should be damn grateful to me for picking you out of poverty and putting you into my house. Fine then Stan's house, but we're married – what's his is mine. Suck on that! – She hung up, the nerve."
"Karen I have a huge client coming in at 2oClock and I need these done so I'm sorry to do this but get out. I have got a lot of work to do so leave me alone." Grace demanded while pulling pencils out of her hair.
"Whatever you say boss!" Karen replied
Karen got in her limo and headed home. She needed to check on Rosario and she needed to get changed – she had been wearing the same outfit for almost 4 hours now!
She went into the Manns quietly so she could change her outfit before spying on Rosario. Secretly she crept up the stairs, loving her evilness more and more with every step she climbed. She passed Olivia's room – it was slightly open and she could hear voices. She stood outside listening and wondering why she was at home at this time of day!
"What am I going to do?" Olivia asked
"Have you told the guy responsible?" questioned another voice
"No, I'm too scared, and I can't talk to anyone else. I mean my dad would go mental, and my mom wouldn't understand me."
"What about your step-mom?" Karen was intrigued
"She doesn't even understand English let alone me."
'That cow!' thought Karen as she stormed in the room.
"Yeah well I understood that very well didn't I! Wanna tell me what's going on and why you're not at school?" Karen ordered. Olivia was sat on her bed with her mate Armonaika next to her. Armonaika was Olivia's friend who came from Finland. Olivia's hair was flat and covered her face while Armonaika's was curly and bouncy. They were in their school uniform and Karen could tell Olivia had been crying.
"Get out of my room, your not allowed in here!" Olivia demanded
"I'll go wherever I want Missy." Karen replied "So why are we skiving school? Girls' day out? Pervy teacher? Or just bored?"
"None of your business."
"Ok, but it is Stan's business so shall I phone him from here or…?"
"No! don't tell him, he'll kill me."
"Well tell me why you're here and I may just keep my mouth shut."
"Promise you won't tell?"
"Promise."
"We didn't do our homework ok!"
'YEAH RIGHT!' Karen thought to herself but she was too drunk to care or voice her opinion
"Ok honey, just get bargain basement here," referring to Armonaika "out of the house before I tell Stan you weren't at school." Karen demanded
"Ok, ok Cruella. Calm down or you might throw up an emotion!" Olivia said sarcastically as she and Armonaika left her room.
Karen headed towards the door following them slowly; she then turned around swiftly and snooped around her room.
"Why is there nothing interesting in this child's room? I mean what's the point in having children if you can't bribe them to do a simple task? What is the world coming to?"
Just when she had given up all hope of finding something interesting, she noticed a piece of plastic lying near the wall. It was obvious that it had been thrown with effort at the wall from the mark in the paintwork. Quietly and slowly Karen went over to the wall and picked up the plastic.
"A pregnancy test?" Karen said aloud
"I should have known not to leave my room with you still in it!" Olivia said standing in the doorway
"What are you doing with a pregnancy test?" Karen asked
"And I wonder why my Dad married you. To find out if I'm pregnant you stupid bitch." Olivia shook her head with disappointment
"Hey hey hey! Don't talk to me like that! You should be on the floor begging me not to tell your father not insulting me!"
"Fine go ahead, tell Dad. He'd only find some way of blaming you; I mean you are the 'mother' in my life and should teach me about these things."
"Damn, why did I get that restraining order against your mother!"
"So I would keep quiet if I were you."
"Honey what's this? What's going on? What are you doing? You're not in some Hollywood movie making up the terms I go by. And just for your information, I'm only keeping my mouth shut to keep my shoe allowance!"
Karen threw the test back at Olivia and turned on her heel and left the room. Leaving Olivia looking at the test and wondering how she was going to deal with its result.