For Work In Progress Wednesday #WIP (Ren & Angelina) Taking a deep breath, I tried to prepare myself for what was on the other side. Relieved but confused, I greeted, “Angelina,” when I opened the door. With an unfriendly smile she stepped in questioning, “Is your little play mate here?” Instantly defensive, I blurted, “Pardon?” Looking me up and down she said, “You’ve looked better.” Forcing a smile I questioned, “Can I help you?” “No but you can help yourself,” she snapped before offering, “It would be in your best interest to take my advice.” “And that would be?” I asked. Narrowing her eyes at me she assured, “You have no idea who you’re dealing with. I am not going to let you stand in the way.” Mirroring her expression, I stated, “Neither do you and what exactly am I standing in the way of?” Visibly angry, Angelina swore, “I have tried subtle with you. Now let me be clear, whatever it is you’re asked to do you’re going to do it.” A million things ran through my mind as I asked, “By whom?” Stepping closer to me she gritted her teeth informing, “Don’t try to be firm with me. You think I don’t know you? I know you, you’re weak and pathetic. Your parents are dead. Emerson, like his mother, is running away and hiding. Oh and poor Abigail, she’s unstable at best. You’ll have no one.” Curious as to why she didn’t mention Hert in her threat, I shared, “Don’t threaten me.” With a secretive smile, she assured, “Watch yourself, missy. You have no idea what I am capable of.” Holding my head up high, I stated, “I don’t have to do a damn thing and as far as you and your husband are concerned, this is the last time I will be disrespected in my own home.” With a quick nod, Angelina took a step even closer saying, “It would be such a shame to realize everything bad that has happened is all your fault. That type of thing could drive someone insane, being responsible for so much, with so little knowledge. You do know what happened to your parents don’t you? And all because you simply would not obey the rules. Such a sad reality.” I wanted to respond, but I couldn’t. Taking short breaths my vision became blurry as I watched her walk out the front door. Trying to grasp what Angelina had revealed, I couldn’t process the possibility that I was responsible for so much. I heard Jackson coming down the stairs. I watched him lock the front door, but as he got closer I couldn’t make out what he was saying. Holding up my hands I felt off balance. Trying to steady myself, I took a step back before everything went dark.
Posted on: Wed, 05 Jun 2013 19:44:51 +0000