Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
Author's note: O.k. in the last chapter I mentioned that it was the end of April, actually it should be the end of January which would make Cathy about five months pregnant. Sorry about the mix up. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and special thanks to Greyrainbows for giving me the correct detail information.
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That next morning, I was surprised to discover that I was not the first up. Chris was already dressed and sitting in the rocking chair, moving back and forth, as if in a trance.
"Chris, you o.k.?" I asked tentatively.
"yea, sure, Cathy" he responded, shaking his head and standing up as he continued.
"Come on, grandmother will be here any moment, and you should be in the bathroom."
"Chris, wait. Don't push her, if she doesn't respond to you, I'll come out."
"No, Cathy. She might notice now!"
"I-" the grandmother started to open the door.
"Later, Cathy" muttered Chris as he shut the bathroom door quickly and turned to greet the grandmother.
"Good morning, Grandmother" Chris said, trying to be cheerful.
She ignored him and walked over to the table, setting down the basket.
"Excuse me, Grandmother?" The grandmother stopped but did not turn around.
"The twins are still not getting any better...uh I was wondering, if perhaps...if you could take them to a hospital, maybe?"
The grandmother again ignored him and started walking towards the door. I heard Chris sigh as he heard the bathroom door open.
"Grandmother, please...just go get momma at least." I pleaded. She slowly turned and looked at me. I caught my breath as I realized that she was looking at me, really looking at me, not through me like she usually did. Then she flicked her eyes up again at my face, and for the first time I saw her look...apprehensive.
"I'll get your mother." she said simply and walked out. Chris turned to me quickly.
"Why the hell did you do that, you're showing now, Cathy! You have to stop being so head-strong and stubborn. Now go upstairs." Chris lectured as he ran his hands through his hair, looking worried.
"O.k. ok, Chris. Stop worrying though, she didn't notice anything or she surely would have killed us by now, and she definitely wouldn't have just left without saying anything."
"Yes, I suppose you're right, but get upstairs now...please?"
"Oh fine." I muttered, turning towards the door leading to the attic.
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She looks so like Corrine did that night. That night when Corrine came prancing in here with that stupid boy, claiming to be in love. How wrong they were! Is it really so surprising that Cathy made the same mistake and is now bearing demon spawn?
"Corrine!" I hissed
"Oh Olivia, welcome would you like to join us for lunch?" Bart asked.
"No...thank you, Bart. But I need to speak with Corrine...Immediately." I replied. I so hated it when Bart tried to be sincere. He always failed miserably.
"Yes, mother?" Corrine asked innocently from the other side of the table, gently wiping her pouting mouth.
I walked towards the table as Bart quickly bid Corrine goodbye. I sat down across from Corrine.
"Corrine, Cathy's pregnant."
"What? How could that have happened?" She dropped her napkin.
"You've had four children, Corrine. You know perfectly well...how it happened." I grimaced, such subjects were so disdainful.
"Shh...you know I don't have any children." Corrine whispered.
"No one can hea-"
"She's pregnant?" Corrine asked again, a small smile appearing on her face.
"Yes, that's what I said. You need to start poisoning the rest of the food, they're giving the doughnuts only to the twins. The older two are getting healthier and might realize something." I said, trying to get her attention.
"She's pregnant." Corrine repeated again, although this time it wasn't a question.
"Yes! I thought I have made myself clear. We have to act quickly and poison all the food as well so the fetus won't live long enough to be granted a soul and then sent to hell."
"No!"
"No What, Corrine? It was Your idea to poison them in the first place. At first I disagreed but now, seeing as how I doubt any of them will be able to lead a life free of damnation, I agree that they should be taken care of as soon as possible!"
"No, that child will not be harmed! That child will be...mine."
"No, you can't have children Corrine. The will said-"
"I know what the will said Mother!" Corrine got up and started pacing. "The will said that I will loose my inheritance if I bear another child, or if I am discovered of having any previous children. Up until now I had resigned myself to being childless, the thought of adopting some unknown child did not appeal to me. But now, I can have a child of my own, and still keep my inheritance."
I smirked, the selfishness of this woman knows no bounds.
"Corrine, did you ever stop to think if Cathy would ever just give you the child? Once you stop poisoning them, they'll get stronger and they'll want their freedom more than they'll want your promises of fortune and love. Your little pumpkins will leave you, Corrine. Just like Christopher did." I hissed, my words bringing tears to her eyes.
"No! No one will ever leave me again. We'll find a way to keep them here."
Corrine sat back down at the table, thinking.
"The twins..."
"What?" I asked. "Those two are almost dead anyways. Why just today, your boy asked me to take them to the hospital."
"Perfect! We'll take them to the hospital, and while they're there Cathy would never dream of leaving. She'll have her child in the attic and then it'll be mine."
"Corrine, maybe you should just let it go. The arsenic will kill them all in a couple of months anyways, and it'll be over with." I didn't want to bring the Lord's wrath onto a whole new generation of interbred Foxworths.
"No, Mother. All my life, you have been in charge. Always hating me for being beautiful! You taught me to hate my own children, and dare I say, you taught your lesson well. I cringe inside when I walk up there, their whining and crying making me relish putting that powder on their doughnuts every morning. And now that I have a chance to have a real child, one that I can cherish and lavish with everything that I wanted while still having my fortune. That, that you will not take away from me! If you tell anyone about this, I will make sure that you won't have a pot to piss in!" She was breathing heavily and bent over in a domineering way. I stood up, a full head taller than she.
"Corrine, I never hated you because you were beautiful. Your flaws lie much deeper than that, I apologize for not making that clearer before now. And don't you worry about me telling anyone about another one of your insane ideas, who would believe me anyway? If you want to have that child, then you'll have it. But don't come to me when everything doesn't go your way." I walked away from her and up the stairs as I called back.
"Don't you have something to take the hospital, Corrine?"
She glared at me as she walked beside me towards the attic.
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So what do you guys think?? It was hard to speak from Olivia's point of view so let me know if there's anything I can improve upon with that, or just with the story in general. Thanks for reading, please review. They are greatly appreciated.