Amber pov
After Alfie and I had our talks he left. He left just in time because my limo came. My driver, Issac opened the door for me.
"Ms. Rutter." he said. I gave a half smile and got in.
Joy, Jerome and Patricia were already in there. Patricia looked kind of nervous. Joy was complaining about how her hair would frizz out. I tuned out a lot. We finally got home. Issac opened the door for us. I was about to get out when Joy pushed me.
"Move bimbo barbie." she said getting out. I growled under my breath. Jerome also pushed me away. I waited for him to leave then I got out. Patricia got out behind me.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked Patrica. We waited outside while everyone else walked inside.
"Eddie. He's p-planning to rob-b us!" She stuttered. I shivered. It's amazing how our lives innertwine. I explained how Alfie was going to too. She looked more relaxed. Then I explained about us being brats and how I was going to help them rob Joy and Jerome.
"That's betrayal." Patricia explained.
"Well they are. They need it. That's how people percieve our family even if they don't know us. This is what we need." I explained. She agreed.
"What about mom and dad? They'll be terrified. They actually worked for this stuff."
"Alfie said they're not going to harm the stuff just take it away from them."
"Oka-"
"Girls come inside!" Daddy called. Me and Patricia exchanged looks and then went inside.
All through dinner we were quiet. Joy and Jerome kept ranting on and on about how they wanted new Ipads and how they wanted seperate limos. That bitch messing with fire.
"Maybe it's good if you stop asking for all these extravagent things and start counting your blessings." Patrcia said. I nodded in between sips of water.
"I agree. Joy you should be grateful for what we do provide." Daddy chimed in.
"But daddy-y-y-y-y. It's not fair. We all share the same limosine. We all deserve our own limosine. At least I know I deserve one." Joy tried. So desperate I thought.
"Joy. That's enough. Don't argue with your father. He's laid down his answer. Don't counteract it." Mum scolded Joy. I still stay quiet.
"Ugh. Whatever. I'm going to wait untill you die and use all your money and buy all my own shit." Joy said. I would NEVER talk to daddy like that EVER, and neither would Patricia.
"Don't ever talk your father like thay ever again young lady." Mum scolded yet again.
"Go upstairs. I don't want to see you again tonight." Daddy said mad. What would he say when he figures out me and Patricia scheduled the break in? Oh boy. My hands started to sweat again. Joy slammed the door and barged upstairs. I did a little inside laugh.
"Amber you're awfully quiet this evening, what on your mind?" Mum asked me. I almost choked on my own tongue. I finished chewing my spinach and sipped my water.
"Oh nothing. Trying to relax. In health today they said teens stress can lead to um, depression." I tried. Patricia looked at me like I had a horn growing between my eyes. I looked at her silently saying, I'm trying.
"That's quite inspiring. Unlike Ms. Joy tensing the room. We should all take a breather tonight." Daddy always seemed to make the mood easier.
"Excellent idea Amber." Mum said sipping her water. Yea great ideas.