Hi! This story has been dramatic lately hasn't it? Well more drama!
Mara POV
Jerome is taking me shopping me. He's buying me all this stuff. I can't believe I'm dating my enemy. I'm hiding the whole robbery thing. I can't bare to tell him. He bought me a fucking car and a tennis bracelet. Who does that? I love it though. He's taking me out for lunch at this fancy resturaunt. He had rented a seperate room. Maybe I should just tell him. He was smiling and holding my hand.
"Jerome, I have to tell you something." I said.
"What is it love?" he asked stroking my cheek.
"I helped the kidnappers. I stole from you and please don't hate me." I confessed. He smile turned into something kind of forced.
"It's ok." he said pulling me close. He bent down into my hair.
"Never do that again. Or else." he warned.
"Or else what?" I asked.
"We'll be finished." he said. I nodded into his chest. He kissed my head. We ate our lunch with not to many more worries. We went to a jewelry store after lunch. He was going to buy me new earrings. Jerome's phone rang so he stepped outside. The seller started talking to me.
"He likes you." he said.
"Yea. I like him too." I said. I got roughly grabbed by the wrist and turned. Jerome. He slammed his credit card on the table and gave me my earrings. When we got outside he roughly pushed me into a wall.
"You trying to steal from him too?" he demanded.
"No. I was just talking." I said.
"Mara, I love you. I just don't want you in trouble." he said.
Joy POV
Everyone stared at me.
"Did you try and steal from me and then run?" Daddy asked. I just stared up.
"Did you not learn anything from the kidnappers?" he asked. I shrugged. I wanted to cry to my daddy. But I couldn't. That show's I'm weak.
"I had to suffer for being spoiled which wasn't my fault. They get knocked the fuck up and they get everyone's damned sympathy. They were riding dick! Doesn't that deserve a punishment! They should suffer! Like me and Jerome did. We lived without money for a month. Now these little brats are going to be born into this world and have everything! Amber and Patricia always have been your favorites. If it had of been me pregnant you'd throw me out and I'd live on the streets with no money. But no-o-o-o your little angel's are having babies but they get to live in the house! When you heard me and Mick had sex you were pissed the fuck off. It's not fair! You hate me. You absolutly hate me. In all the interviews all you talked about was 'the angels' Patricia and Amber. Not about us slaves; me and Jerome! Why did you and Mum even want to have kids if you were going to spoil the bitches and leave me and Jerome in the dust!"
I have reached my breaking point. All 17 years of my pitiful life. My twin brother Jerome. He was the glue to me. He held me together and kept me sane. With him out there shopping with Mara he would have stopped me from packing my Audi with my stuff, stealing from the safe deposit box, and going off on Daddy and Mum. I rushed out the door but Daddy grabbed my arm.
"Where do you think you're going young lady?" Daddy said as he twisted my arm. I bit his arm. He picked me up and looked me in the eye.
"Don't EVER talk to me like that little girl." I felt his warm breath on my face. Salty tears fled from my eyes. I can't apolagize.