Joy POV
Pure hell. That's how I'm describing myself right now. I'm on welfare. That's what poor people do. Those kidnappers want us to suffer. For all I fucking care Amber and Patricia can burn in hell. I never wanted younger siblings. Jerome was enough being my twin brother. I have to do everything myself now. Daddy put us in the guest house. Can't he just leave them alone? God I just want to be back at home. It's been a week and I'm going to kill myself. I smell gross because the water shut off and I hate this! I eat a bunch of shit that isn't even organic. I have to take the bus and I really hate my life. I stomped to my first class. I sit in the back so no one notices me because I smell like shit! God! I'm so pissed at daddy! Why did he do this to me? I don't wanna be poor! Of course I'm spoiled. I'm fucking rich!
I'm already plotting to get back at daddy. I've stopped talking to them. They aren't supposed to be talking to me anyway. I might be trying to get money from them. They froze all my bank accounts so I have nothing. As soon as I get my money back I'm out of here. The door to the classroom opened. The detective working on the cases against my family.
"Joy, can I see you for a second?" she asked. I got up and went with her. She took me to this confrence room. I sat down.
"How was your relationship with your sisters?" she asked.
"I love them so much and I'll do anything to get them back." I lied. I hate my sisters. I would pay the kidnappers to keep them if I had my money.
"I talked to your parents and they said you aren't very fond of them." Oh shit. Their trying to send me to jail.
"I was a little mad when they borrowed my stuff without asking but I miss them." That's a pretty good lie. She seemed to buy it.
"Well. Did you ever make them mad?" How in the hell was I going to cover this lie?
"Sometimes. Just sisterly love." I lied. I began to perspire. I can tell I stink.
"I see. And did you have any grudges against them?" She asked. I looked at my palms and thought about my answer.
"Yeah." I said. Damn I should have lied.
"What kind?"
"Okay. We didn't like eachother. But I didn't kidnap them. If I did why would the ransom be my worst fear?!" I snapped. I know I didn't kidnap the two little bitches. I'm just glad someone did.
"Well. Good reasoning. I'll get back with you." I slammed the door behind me and barged into the class. Everyone got silent when I walked in. I could've killed them all. But I couldn't.
"What the hell are you looking at? Yes my sisters are kidnapped and yes I'm forced to live like you dirty little poor kids. Leave me the fuck alone!" I hollered. Everyone stared. I could tell they had never seen someone snap like that in front of a teacher. Well I just did.
"Joy Rutter. Office. NOW." Mr. Robinson scolded. Like I even cared anymore. Did it look like I need to go to college? I'm fucking rich! I don't need education.
"Like I give a fuck." I said and slammed the door. The walk down the hallway felt like the walls were closing in on me. Maybe I had finally made it to my breaking point. I'm crazy. Maybe I miss the girls. Because without them my life is falling apart. I haven't seen Jerome since he started working extra shifts at the book store. Jerome is my other half. The one piece that keeps me in tact. I probably just got suspended for the rest of the day and Mum is going to be pissed off. Again, like I give a fuck anymore.
I stepped in to the Head Masters office. It smells of old coffee and old people. I almost gagged. My stomach dropped when I heard Mr. Collins come in wearing a smile.
"What have we here?"
"Mr. Robinson's class."
"Hold on let me call him." He dialed the extension and explained my little hissy fit. Damn that bastard can kiss my fucking ass for all I care.
"I see." He said into the reciever. I rolled my eyes.
"What?" I said as he hung up the phone. He folded his hands and smirked.
"Smart mouthing your teachers and insulting the class? Riverside Creek has a zero tolerance for bullying and conceitedness. And this isn't the first case of you smart mouthing your authorities. Not tolerated at any level."
"What you going to do with me then?" I said not even caring.
"Well since the is a tenth offense, I have no other choice but to-"
"To do fucking what? MY daddy's you're biggest donator!" I yelled he was pissing me off.
"EXPULTION." He glared at me. I froze. The words didn't even seem right on his tongue. I had been in trouble sevral times before and always weasled out of it. I almost fainted. He couldn't be serious.
"What the hell did you just say to me?" I said giving him a chance to recover what he had said.
"You are not to be here again. You have disrespected and you have embarrassed us as an educational institution. You have put your teachers in compromising positions. We have no further tolerance for you. Good bye." He said and began to file some papers. I began to cry. Daddy can't help me in this one.