The weekend came along after the first week of school. It had been super quick for Cruella. That kind of was bad for Cruella because , all she knows is that, when she arrives home, she knows who she will face...

As Cruella walked through the door of their broken home. She spotted her mother at the table drinking a bottle of alcohol,

"Hey Mother, is Father around?", she asked.

"I don't think so...",said Cruella's Mother.

Her mother sounded quite tired, maybe from all the drinking. Cruella brought her to the couch and tried to softly put her down.

"Why don't you rest a little, Mother.",said Cruella trying to sound sweet.

"That's nice of you, dear.",said Cruella's Mom, as she softly fell asleep.

.Cruella went upstairs to go doodle in her notebook. She drew some dresses that were in her mind for the past few days.

"Maybe I will be a fashion designer one day...", she thought in her head.

It was the only job that would give a chance to save enough money for them to get a better house. Maybe her Mother's depression will be cured and her Father might realize that she could do important things.

"Yeah maybe one day.", said Cruella with a smile as she doodled.

Meanwhile Downstairs~

Cruella's Father marched around the house. He was looking for his daughter. He could've sworn Cruella had just walked in. He continued stomping around the house. He spotted his wife all snuggled on the couch,

"Frances, where's Cruella!?", he yelled in anger.

"She went upstairs dear, why?", she asked.

She had just woke up from a nap and was confused.

"Upstairs!?! Are you kidding me? She didn't even shout out that she was home!", bleated Cruella's Father.

He never really loved Cruella from the start.

"Pete, calm down already.",said Frances.

""I'm not calm, Frances. She gets it from you! You have always been a lazy bum like she is!",yelled Pete pointing his finger at Frances.

Meanwhile In Cruella's Room~

Cruella was focused on drawing a beautiful well-thought out dress that she could see herself in one day. It made her smile happy until she heard knocking on her door. It was very loud knocking.

"Cruella, are you in there!?",yelled a angry and upsetting male voice.

She recognized it was her father..."Oh uh."

She got up to open the door to realized how upset her father was.

"Hey Father.",said Cruella nervously.

"How come you didn't tell me you were home? Yoy could've have shouted to let me know you were home but you didn't, did you!?", stormed Pete.

"Mother didn't know you were around.", said Cruella.

"See it always has got to be your mother! You always blame her but she's drunk,she's stupid she should not have had you in the first place! She should've have given you to another person

"Do you realize you two are a lot alike? We are living in this dump we call home!", yelled Pete

Pete went on and on yelling in Cruella's face.

Cruella pretended to listen.

"Are you listening to me ? Cruella,answer me when I'm talking to you, young lady! yelled Pete.

Cruella was terrified by her father's yelling.

"Very well then, I leave you be for now, but, this will not be the last time I'm warning you! if you don't tell me you are home from school, I'm going to kill you!",threatened Pete.

He shut the door. This left Cruella all alone.Cruella didn't say anything to what had happened. All she could think about was going back to drawing up new dresses.