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CHAPTER 14 – Repercussions & Regrets
Tootie laid in her bed with her purple nightgown on, and her hair in a pony tail. She began to write her thoughts in her diary of this evenings past events. She felt happy and content that she did a good deed for her sister over these past two weeks. Now, she was focusing on what to wear to tomorrow's ball game, and how she should give Timmy his present.
As the cab now pulled up to the front of the Flannigan residence, Vicky got out of the cab and said to the driver, "Wait here, I'll get your payment." Vicky then walked up to the house with authority in her steps. She was getting ready to tear into Tootie once she was in her presence. As she barged through the front door, her mother and father were sitting on the couch watching TV. Nicky was the first to speak up. "Vicky, you're home? I thought you were coming back tomorrow after the prom? Is everything alright?" Nicky asked showing concern for not only her wellbeing, but her daughters as well. She could see instantly that something was bothering Vicky, by the way her eyes were glaring and both nostrils flaring too.
Vicky then shouted out to them both. "There is a cab outside. First, pay the driver and second, leave me and Tootie alone. I need to have a serious talk with her…sister to sister." Her father got up from the couch and quickly ran outside to settle the bill. He also did not want to be around Vicky when she unleashed her anger around them. Nicky then spoke up again, "Is everything alright Vicky? Did something happen with you & Logan?" She said in a low, yet frightened voice. Vicky yelled down to her as she began to slowly ascend the stairs, "That's none of your business, and don't bother me while I'm talking with Tootie. This is between me and her." Nicky just nodded to let her know she understood what was about to take place. She just wanted to know how Tootie fit into all of this, and that she'll be ok afterwards.
As Vicky reached the top of the hallway, she stopped just short of Tootie's door. She collected her thoughts for a moment, before getting ready to blast away at her sister for setting her up with an evening she will most likely never forget, or recover from in therapy. Vicky didn't even bother to knock. She just threw open the door, and then slammed it shut right away. The sound of the door banging against the jamb was more than enough to cause the tween to jump up at attention while resting on her bed.
Tootie looked at Vicky. She could tell that she was crying. Her face was beet red, as well as the eyeliner and mascara that were running down her cheeks. Tootie began to wonder if the way Logan broke it off with her didn't go well. She also remembered distinctly, that it wasn't going to take place until tomorrow. "Vicky, what happened? Didn't you have a good time at the prom?" Tootie said trying to act as if she knew nothing about what should have transpired the following day.
Vicky just looked at her with anger and disgust. Her right hand was balled up tightly around her purse. She needed to know if Tootie was somehow involved in this. She then spoke up. "Tootie, if you want to avoid a serious verbal and almost certain physical beat down, you'll tell me right NOW…if you know anything about Logan?" Tootie just looked at her wide eyed with fear. She had no idea what to say next. "Vicky, what are you talking about?" Said the frightened 12 year old as she did her best to stall her older sister, or fish some more info out of her before she answered this line of questioning.
Vicky just gave her a look that would make anybody cower in fear. "You once asked me, if I would ever consider having an escort take me to the prom, remember?" Tootie just nodded yes to the question. Vicky then followed it up, "Do you remember what I told you?" She asked Tootie eagerly waiting for her reply. Tootie knew the response she was about to give her sister. The only thing she could think of before responding was, "How did she find out that he was an escort?" Tootie then answered the question, regardless of what the outcome would bring, "That you would only pay for your dates expenses, but not for his time to take you to the prom. That he would have to be willing to take you because, he wanted to be with you." Tootie said as she began to try and look for an outlet to run away from Vicky as soon as she got a chance.
Now, after hearing her sister say that, Vicky unloaded on Tootie, "THEN CAN YOU EXPLAIN TO ME HOW AN ESCORT ENDED UP TAKING ME OUT ALL THIS TIME?" Tootie just froze. She was scared. She had seen Vicky angry many times before, but never like this. Vicky continued. "I was embarrassed in front of the whole school. Now, I'm going to be the laughing stock around here until I graduate." Tootie was beginning to tremble as Vicky pressed on closer to the foot of her bed. Vicky was now standing a mere 3 feet from Tootie while leaning on the edge of her bed. Vicky was now cornering her from making a break anywhere from within arm's length of the room, while finishing her rant of the evening. "What I want to know is, how did you do it? How could you afford it? But most of all, how did you even come up with such an idea on your own?" Vicky, now resting both her arms on the edge of the bed, as she stares directly into Tootie's eyes.
Tootie was frozen with fear. She did not know how, but somehow Vicky found out. As Vicky continued to look into her sisters eyes, Tootie's broke contact for a moment to look at her diary at the foot of her bed. Vicky then saw Tootie's eye movement pattern, and then noticed an open diary. "Maybe THIS will tell me what I need to know?" Screamed Vicky as she snatched up the diary and began to flip through it. Tootie's mouth opened and let out a loud gasp before pleading to her sister. "Vicky, NO! Those are my private thoughts. Please don't read them!" As Tootie rushed her to get the dairy back, Vicky then grabbed her sister, while using her momentum, and threw her in the closet. Vicky then leaned all 135 lbs of her 5'-9" frame on the door as she began to read her diary out loud.
As Vicky began to read all of Tootie's private thoughts out loud verbally, Tootie began to grow angry and upset at the same time. She was banging on the closet door trying to get out and prevent Vicky from reading it further. "Vicky, PLEASE! I'm begging you let me out!" She screamed behind the door. Vicky just continued to read out loud:
"Thank goodness for Timmy. If not for his quick thinking to hire and escort, Vicky would never get a date for the prom. Because of him, Vicky will now be able to go."
Vicky then spoke out to Tootie from the other side of the door, "So the twerp was in on this too! Oh, he'll pay dearly the next time I watch him." Said Vicky as she further delved into the book of private thoughts. As she continued to read on further, she found more answers to her questions.
"Timmy delivered the bill for the escort to me today. This is more than I thought it would be. I had no idea they cost nearly 400.00 an hour. I don't know how I can ever afford this? I can't ask Mom and Dad for the money, because they vowed to stay out of Vicky's way. Looks like it's up to me to find a way to pay for this, but how?"
Tootie, who was now throwing all her weight against the closet door, was hoping to budge Vicky away from the jamb, so as to prevent her from further reading on. Vicky continued to read out loud while her sister pushed and cried from behind the closet door.
"I have no idea where or even how Timmy came up with the money to make those brownies, let alone what ingredients he used in them. People were buying them up like they were going out of style. $50.00 A dozen is unheard of. I'm sure he made back his investment, but $7100.00 in a single day! That covers Logan's bill, and best of all, Timmy let me have $1000.00 to give to Vicky. She can make herself look extra special for that evening. I'll have to slip it into her drawer some time later when she is away. Also, I should do something nice for Timmy too. Because of him, none of this would even be possible."
Vicky then perked up as she read that sentence out loud' "So that's how you were able to afford him. That also explains where that money came from in my drawer."
Tootie, now visibly crying, bruised, and upset began to wail out loud. "Vicky, PLEASE! Stop! Let me out!" Vicky finally made it to tonight's entry. She then read it out loud again for Tootie to hear.
"Tonight, I saw my sister the happiest that she has been in a while. It felt good to know that Timmy and I made her night. Vicky never looked more beautiful than she did this evening. Even though she doesn't look nice all the time, she really has a beauty that isn't always seen. I can understand why she is the way she is. It's hard to trust people when you have been hurt so many times over like she has. But secretly, I wish I could someday be as strong willed and determined like her. I love you Vicky! You deserve the best! I hope that all the trouble we went through made your night tonight."
After reading that last entry, Vicky began to feel sick. She felt her heart sank. Here, all this time, she thought it was a joke. That is was to make her look like a fool in front of everyone. That it was her sister's way of getting revenge on her for all those times she made her life miserable. She flipped through the book one last time to make sure she didn't miss anything. There was nothing there about getting back at her at all. Vicky finally realized, that all her sister did was try and give her the best night of her life. To let her live out her dream of puberty. All Vicky did now was just humiliate Tootie, by reading her private thoughts in the presence of her older sister.
Vicky got up off the floor, and decided to let her sister out of the closet. When Tootie came out, her face was all red and wet. Her nightgown was torn, from throwing herself against the door to get out. She looked as much a mess as her sister did. Vicky just stood there not knowing what to do. "So…this was not a cruel joke or prank? You did this…because you care about me?" Vicky said to her sister in a much calmer yet confused tone of voice.
Tootie looked at her. She was deeply hurt by her sister for invading her private space. It was now Tootie's turn to unload both barrels on Vicky all while balling her eyes out. "All I ever wanted Vicky was for you to be happy! That night when I saw you crying; when you poured your heart out to me. I hurt as much as you did. Whether or not you want to believe it Vicky…WE ALL LOVE YOU! No matter how mean spirited you are, or how much you bully us all around. Timmy went out of his way to help me for your benefit. I went out of my way to help you too! I don't know how he did half the things he did, but he cares enough for you to want to make you happy like I did. He also did it for me because I asked him too. All I ever wanted, was to see you have a good time at your prom."
Vicky's eyes began to well up with tears again. Not because of the pain she felt earlier in the evening, but because she now hurt the one person, that ever did anything to help her, without having to use force or blackmail. Vicky now felt 3 inches tall. She felt horrible. It was now hard for her to even look Tootie in the eyes to speak in front of her.
Tootie then yelled some more, "How did you find out?" Vicky just looked at the ground, before she told Tootie what happened. "One of his clients stormed into the hotel lobby and started a fight with him for standing her up. When I jumped in to help him out, she told me what he was. After I took care of her, I asked Logan if it was all true. He said yes, and explained to me what in fact he was. That's when I left in a hurry. I was embarrassed and ashamed at the same time." Vicky said with sense of remorse in her voice.
Tootie just stood there in shock. She thought she played out every possible scenario that could have happened. She never could have predicted this, no one could have. "Vicky…you were never supposed to find out what Logan was. He was going to tell you the next day, that he was going to go study abroad, and that he would keep in touch with you or something. You were not supposed get hurt. It was planned that he would leave you with dreams of better tomorrows…at least, that was the plan."
Vicky then closed the diary and threw it on the bed. She then put her hands to her face and began to cry into them. She was an emotional roller-coaster right now. On one hand, she was having the time of her life with a guy she thought really cared about her. Then on the other, she just hurt the one person who did everything possible to make her teenage dream a reality. As Vicky cried she blurted out, "I thought he cared about me. I thought it was real. Now, I just wished the whole thing never happened in the first place."
Tootie never meant for this to happen, as she picked up her diary and held it close to her body; she then said to Vicky, "Vicky, he just might care about you. I could see it in his eyes and the way he looked at you. I was concerned with the way he acted around you at times, but maybe he did develop feelings for you. He would not have chased after you in the hotel lobby if he didn't." As Tootie went to approach her sister, Vicky just said in a soft voice, "Just, leave me be Tootie. I need some time to think…alone." No sooner after she finished that sentence, she ran out of Tootie's room into her own, and locked the door.
Tootie herself just sat on her bed while still holding her diary close to her tiny, yet still developing chest. She too began to cry. She felt like she let her sister down. That she didn't plan out all the angles to which such an event occurred tonight. As Tootie lay on her bed, she cried herself to sleep. She was so upset that Vicky violated her private thoughts, but she would get over it, she usually does. What really hurt her the most was, would Vicky ever forgive her for what she did? If it was one thing Tootie didn't like more than anything in the world, was having someone mad at her.
Even worse, was having that special someone hate her.
What will become of Logan Now? Will Jessica suffer any repercussions? Will Vicky bounce back? Will Tootie be forgiven? More importantly, will Timmy survive his next encounter with Vicky watching him? Stay tuned for the exciting & Final Chapter!
Coming soon: In Me...You Rely.