Norman:
Flashback:
"Why are you doing this? Don’t you see I’m with child?" my mother’s voice broke as she asked the evil lady that question.
I wish I hadn’t been hiding under the bed. It was Kaye’s turn to seek his brothers, and unfortunately, I had come here.
Or maybe I had done so on purpose, so I could witness the evil woman taking a step forward in her brutality.
"I’m not doing anything. I just believe you shouldn’t be sitting around like this. Pregnant women should keep working too," I could see the red heels of Ursula as she hissed at my mother.
"The doctor told me I would lose my child if I didn’t rest," hearing my mother plead with her was so painful.
"So? Is that my fault? Listen, I’m not the babysitter anymore. I’m not your caretaker either. I’m soon to be his queen. The rogue queen--that will be so amazing. So, you’d better get used to this life now. I mean, why bring more life into the world when your existing kids are going to live a life of hell?" Her voice was always filled with hatred for me and my brothers.
It was still tolerable until Ursula started terrorizing my brothers.
"If I were you, I’d kill these babies. They’re not going to save your relationship," she scared me when she advised my mother to ’take care’ of the babies.
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"Good morning." I had the worst night but had to greet my mother since it looked like she had been through hell as well.
She looked so disturbed, as if she hadn’t been able to blink even once.
The morning, though, was amazing. The sun was peeking through the clouds, and the fresh morning breeze filling our lungs as we sat in the garden for breakfast was refreshing.
"It will be a great morning for us indeed," she said, rubbing her eyes. No makeup on her face--that was new. She was definitely bothered.
"Tell me you’ve decided to change your behavior with Kaye," I said, grabbing a glass of fresh orange juice to clear my throat. My voice was raspy today.
The full moon always came with such a worry. And when it left, I felt like so much had happened, but I wouldn’t know exactly what until someone told me.
"I’ve decided to finally give love to my son," there was a smirk on her lips as she mentioned Kaye. It was always a smirk, never a smile of appreciation.
It hurt.
But I wouldn’t let her hurt him.
"I hope you’re not planning to hurt my brother with any of your games," I said, my tone harsh and far from gentle.
"I’m not. I’m just going to give him what he’s always wanted--my undivided attention, extreme love, and affection," she murmured confidently. Her tone had changed again, but this time it seemed like she was genuine about bringing happiness to Kaye.
Of course, her giving him attention would mean a lot to Kaye. I just hoped she wasn’t doing it to gain control over him.
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