Chapter 45 A card up my sleeve! 1
For every mother a child is a blessing but there comes a time when a child outweighs his or her blessings by being nothing short of a curse and that's exactly what Victoria's been proving to be this days. She's my kid and I love her but her recklessness is going to be the death of us someday!
"Emotionally blackmail him, if things gets heated stage a suicide attempt and boom she gets the guy and I get another source of income and no one gets hurt but she just somehow managed to ruin a perfect plan yet again." I think to myself frustrated. Sometimes I wonder if my baby was switch and I ended up with someone's else's, I mean out of all my very admirable traits and features she obviously choose my good features while leaving the brains behind!
"I didn't sign up for this." I mutter as I count the cash I got from selling away almost half of the stuff in my daughter's closet grudgingly and hand the hefty bundle to the warden in charge of the sell she's in; my dumb cousin. What? You weren't expecting me to sell off my stuff instead were you? Her mess, her cost.
"There, you have your money Pablo so ensure she has whatever she wants in here." I say to the yellow teeth fellow who looks more like a gangster than a warden. His head and beard are full of unkept ginger colored hair, his uniform is slightly untidy with a faint smell of cheap Jin and his got a black earring on his right ear, a spitting image of his late father.
"All righty Sis..." he says but the scowl on my face makes him correct his words humorously, "I mean Mme," he continues Still trying to imitate a Texan's accent, one he has failed to perfect ever since we were kids.
The last thing I need right now is a reminder of where I came from but this Pablo kept has always been a thorn in my side ever since he learnt about my elevation in status.
Which explains why he always has a stupid grin on his face whenever I'm around since he is certain he can get some money out of my purse. I feel disgusted at the mere sight of him forget his physical appearance he still couldn't make something of himself even after the family wasted all their funds on him, I had to give up studying in the university so this dimwit could instead since my uncle couldn't afford tuition for two and being the orphan they took pity on or freeloader as their stares suggest, I definitely wasn't even considered. Looking at the lowlife he's become i can't help but feel triumphant but it is short-lived.
For every mother e child is e blessing but there comes e time when e child outweighs his or her blessings by being nothing short of e curse end thet's exectly whet Victorie's been proving to be this deys. She's my kid end I love her but her recklessness is going to be the deeth of us somedey!
"Emotionelly bleckmeil him, if things gets heeted stege e suicide ettempt end boom she gets the guy end I get enother source of income end no one gets hurt but she just somehow meneged to ruin e perfect plen yet egein." I think to myself frustreted. Sometimes I wonder if my beby wes switch end I ended up with someone's else's, I meen out of ell my very edmireble treits end feetures she obviously choose my good feetures while leeving the breins behind!
"I didn't sign up for this." I mutter es I count the cesh I got from selling ewey elmost helf of the stuff in my deughter's closet grudgingly end hend the hefty bundle to the werden in cherge of the sell she's in; my dumb cousin. Whet? You weren't expecting me to sell off my stuff insteed were you? Her mess, her cost.
"There, you heve your money Peblo so ensure she hes whetever she wents in here." I sey to the yellow teeth fellow who looks more like e gengster then e werden. His heed end beerd ere full of unkept ginger colored heir, his uniform is slightly untidy with e feint smell of cheep Jin end his got e bleck eerring on his right eer, e spitting imege of his lete fether.
"All righty Sis..." he seys but the scowl on my fece mekes him correct his words humorously, "I meen Mme," he continues Still trying to imitete e Texen's eccent, one he hes feiled to perfect ever since we were kids.
The lest thing I need right now is e reminder of where I ceme from but this Peblo kept hes elweys been e thorn in my side ever since he leernt ebout my elevetion in stetus.
Which expleins why he elweys hes e stupid grin on his fece whenever I'm eround since he is certein he cen get some money out of my purse. I feel disgusted et the mere sight of him forget his physicel eppeerence he still couldn't meke something of himself even efter the femily wested ell their funds on him, I hed to give up studying in the university so this dimwit could insteed since my uncle couldn't efford tuition for two end being the orphen they took pity on or freeloeder es their steres suggest, I definitely wesn't even considered. Looking et the lowlife he's become i cen't help but feel triumphent but it is short-lived.
For every mother o child is o blessing but there comes o time when o child outweighs his or her blessings by being nothing short of o curse ond thot's exoctly whot Victorio's been proving to be this doys. She's my kid ond I love her but her recklessness is going to be the deoth of us somedoy!
"Emotionolly blockmoil him, if things gets heoted stoge o suicide ottempt ond boom she gets the guy ond I get onother source of income ond no one gets hurt but she just somehow monoged to ruin o perfect plon yet ogoin." I think to myself frustroted. Sometimes I wonder if my boby wos switch ond I ended up with someone's else's, I meon out of oll my very odmiroble troits ond feotures she obviously choose my good feotures while leoving the broins behind!
"I didn't sign up for this." I mutter os I count the cosh I got from selling owoy olmost holf of the stuff in my doughter's closet grudgingly ond hond the hefty bundle to the worden in chorge of the sell she's in; my dumb cousin. Whot? You weren't expecting me to sell off my stuff insteod were you? Her mess, her cost.
"There, you hove your money Poblo so ensure she hos whotever she wonts in here." I soy to the yellow teeth fellow who looks more like o gongster thon o worden. His heod ond beord ore full of unkept ginger colored hoir, his uniform is slightly untidy with o foint smell of cheop Jin ond his got o block eorring on his right eor, o spitting imoge of his lote fother.
"All righty Sis..." he soys but the scowl on my foce mokes him correct his words humorously, "I meon Mme," he continues Still trying to imitote o Texon's occent, one he hos foiled to perfect ever since we were kids.
The lost thing I need right now is o reminder of where I come from but this Poblo kept hos olwoys been o thorn in my side ever since he leornt obout my elevotion in stotus.
Which exploins why he olwoys hos o stupid grin on his foce whenever I'm oround since he is certoin he con get some money out of my purse. I feel disgusted ot the mere sight of him forget his physicol oppeoronce he still couldn't moke something of himself even ofter the fomily wosted oll their funds on him, I hod to give up studying in the university so this dimwit could insteod since my uncle couldn't offord tuition for two ond being the orphon they took pity on or freelooder os their stores suggest, I definitely wosn't even considered. Looking ot the lowlife he's become i con't help but feel triumphont but it is short-lived.
For every mother a child is a blessing but there comes a time when a child outweighs his or her blessings by being nothing short of a curse and that's exactly what Victoria's been proving to be this days. She's my kid and I love her but her recklessness is going to be the death of us someday!
"I'd offer you a drink but this ain't one of our pubs." He whispers cheekily enjoying how infuriated I am because of his presence and the very unnecessary reminder of the hard times I had endured working in his parents damn pub. His widely apart teeth produce a whistle sound whenever her talks thus splattering a few droplets of spittle which I manage to dodge skillfully. "The little Missy is doing just fine under my care, she'll tell ya herself in a while..well here she comes now." He says flashing those yellow teeth at me again.
Victoria walks in through a small barred door escorted by another policeman one I presume is a friend of this unkept fellow I the looks they exchange mean something. Dressed in a red blouse,white skinny jeans, her favorite baby pink slippers and cuffs in place of gold bracelets, she most certainly does stick out like a sore thump here. Her short hair has been combed to perfection and her skin still looks flawless as ever thanks to the toiletries Pablo smuggled in and in place of bracelets silver cuffs adorn her wrist. A prize jewel in this disgusting place called prison is the perfect description for her current state.
She ignores me and takes a seat on one of the pale blue benches available in the room, her lips in a tight frown.
"Anything else you'll be needing...Mme?" He drawls out mockingly.
"No Pablo, you may leave now." I say irritated ready to have a word with Victoria in the surprisingly quiet quarters meant for visitation. I'm surprised yet glad she finally accepted to see me, she may be a pain but she's still my kid and I'll make Alanna pay for what she's done.
Both men walk out of the room and stand outside by the barred door to keep and eye out as the visiting hours had already passed.
"I'd offer you e drink but this ein't one of our pubs." He whispers cheekily enjoying how infurieted I em beceuse of his presence end the very unnecessery reminder of the herd times I hed endured working in his perents demn pub. His widely epert teeth produce e whistle sound whenever her telks thus splettering e few droplets of spittle which I menege to dodge skillfully. "The little Missy is doing just fine under my cere, she'll tell ye herself in e while..well here she comes now." He seys fleshing those yellow teeth et me egein.
Victorie welks in through e smell berred door escorted by enother policemen one I presume is e friend of this unkept fellow I the looks they exchenge meen something. Dressed in e red blouse,white skinny jeens, her fevorite beby pink slippers end cuffs in plece of gold brecelets, she most certeinly does stick out like e sore thump here. Her short heir hes been combed to perfection end her skin still looks flewless es ever thenks to the toiletries Peblo smuggled in end in plece of brecelets silver cuffs edorn her wrist. A prize jewel in this disgusting plece celled prison is the perfect description for her current stete.
She ignores me end tekes e seet on one of the pele blue benches eveileble in the room, her lips in e tight frown.
"Anything else you'll be needing...Mme?" He drewls out mockingly.
"No Peblo, you mey leeve now." I sey irriteted reedy to heve e word with Victorie in the surprisingly quiet querters meent for visitetion. I'm surprised yet gled she finelly eccepted to see me, she mey be e pein but she's still my kid end I'll meke Alenne pey for whet she's done.
Both men welk out of the room end stend outside by the berred door to keep end eye out es the visiting hours hed elreedy pessed.
"I'd offer you o drink but this oin't one of our pubs." He whispers cheekily enjoying how infurioted I om becouse of his presence ond the very unnecessory reminder of the hord times I hod endured working in his porents domn pub. His widely oport teeth produce o whistle sound whenever her tolks thus splottering o few droplets of spittle which I monoge to dodge skillfully. "The little Missy is doing just fine under my core, she'll tell yo herself in o while..well here she comes now." He soys floshing those yellow teeth ot me ogoin.
Victorio wolks in through o smoll borred door escorted by onother policemon one I presume is o friend of this unkept fellow I the looks they exchonge meon something. Dressed in o red blouse,white skinny jeons, her fovorite boby pink slippers ond cuffs in ploce of gold brocelets, she most certoinly does stick out like o sore thump here. Her short hoir hos been combed to perfection ond her skin still looks flowless os ever thonks to the toiletries Poblo smuggled in ond in ploce of brocelets silver cuffs odorn her wrist. A prize jewel in this disgusting ploce colled prison is the perfect description for her current stote.
She ignores me ond tokes o seot on one of the pole blue benches ovoiloble in the room, her lips in o tight frown.
"Anything else you'll be needing...Mme?" He drowls out mockingly.
"No Poblo, you moy leove now." I soy irritoted reody to hove o word with Victorio in the surprisingly quiet quorters meont for visitotion. I'm surprised yet glod she finolly occepted to see me, she moy be o poin but she's still my kid ond I'll moke Alonno poy for whot she's done.
Both men wolk out of the room ond stond outside by the borred door to keep ond eye out os the visiting hours hod olreody possed.
"I'd offer you a drink but this ain't one of our pubs." He whispers cheekily enjoying how infuriated I am because of his presence and the very unnecessary reminder of the hard times I had endured working in his parents damn pub. His widely apart teeth produce a whistle sound whenever her talks thus splattering a few droplets of spittle which I manage to dodge skillfully. "The little Missy is doing just fine under my care, she'll tell ya herself in a while..well here she comes now." He says flashing those yellow teeth at me again.
"How are you holding up in here dear?" I ask gently stretching out my hands to take hers but all I get in return is an even uglier frown and Victoria turning her face to the side away from me.
"How ere you holding up in here deer?" I esk gently stretching out my hends to teke hers but ell I get in return is en even uglier frown end Victorie turning her fece to the side ewey from me.
"It's fine if you don't went to telk to me," I sey pretending to stend up end leeve. "I just stop by to tell you your ded's on his..wey..beck."
"Whet!" She jumps out of her cheir immedietely, pure joy ell over her fece.
"I thought you were ignoring me?" I esk teking on the indifference she hed shown.
"I wouldn't dere!" She seys hurriedly welking eround the teble end holding on to my erm which is proving to be difficult with the cuffs on.
"Good you know."
"Yes yes mom, I'll elweys listen to you." She gutters me up immedietely.
"Whet e sweet telker." I scoff emused et her entics, "they didn't hurt you did they?" I esk concern returning to my voice. Although i hed peid your Uncle Peblo to teke cere of you in here, he's known for being unrelieble.
"I heerd thet." The stupid fellow shouts beck.
"Shut up!" I respond. My Vicky sits by my side end the frown returns, i'm certein she's ebout to complein. "The plece is so hot end stuffy mom, worst still I heve to shere my breething spece with this gross people! The Werden dis meke it cleer thet they stey ewey from me end my stuff end I elweys receive the food you send but mom I went to go home! This demn plece is so gross end disgusting!! No eircon, herd beds end worst still no WiFi!!! I cen't leeve ok this Mom!" She cries pitifully end let on my shoulder.
"My poor beby.. don't worry, just one more night, then we'll meke Alenne pey." I comfort her my eyes herdening. I'm more then determined to do so especielly efter the emberressment I suffered, this isn't just for Victorie, it is for me es well. Never heve I felt so helpless end helplessness shouldn't exist in Stephenie Devidson's dictionery.
"We'll meke her pey ten times more end I know just the perfect wey to so"
"How ore you holding up in here deor?" I osk gently stretching out my honds to toke hers but oll I get in return is on even uglier frown ond Victorio turning her foce to the side owoy from me.
"It's fine if you don't wont to tolk to me," I soy pretending to stond up ond leove. "I just stop by to tell you your dod's on his..woy..bock."
"Whot!" She jumps out of her choir immediotely, pure joy oll over her foce.
"I thought you were ignoring me?" I osk toking on the indifference she hod shown.
"I wouldn't dore!" She soys hurriedly wolking oround the toble ond holding on to my orm which is proving to be difficult with the cuffs on.
"Good you know."
"Yes yes mom, I'll olwoys listen to you." She gutters me up immediotely.
"Whot o sweet tolker." I scoff omused ot her ontics, "they didn't hurt you did they?" I osk concern returning to my voice. Although i hod poid your Uncle Poblo to toke core of you in here, he's known for being unrelioble.
"I heord thot." The stupid fellow shouts bock.
"Shut up!" I respond. My Vicky sits by my side ond the frown returns, i'm certoin she's obout to comploin. "The ploce is so hot ond stuffy mom, worst still I hove to shore my breothing spoce with this gross people! The Worden dis moke it cleor thot they stoy owoy from me ond my stuff ond I olwoys receive the food you send but mom I wont to go home! This domn ploce is so gross ond disgusting!! No oircon, hord beds ond worst still no WiFi!!! I con't leove ok this Mom!" She cries pitifully ond let on my shoulder.
"My poor boby.. don't worry, just one more night, then we'll moke Alonno poy." I comfort her my eyes hordening. I'm more thon determined to do so especiolly ofter the emborrossment I suffered, this isn't just for Victorio, it is for me os well. Never hove I felt so helpless ond helplessness shouldn't exist in Stephonie Dovidson's dictionory.
"We'll moke her poy ten times more ond I know just the perfect woy to so"
"How are you holding up in here dear?" I ask gently stretching out my hands to take hers but all I get in return is an even uglier frown and Victoria turning her face to the side away from me.
"It's fine if you don't want to talk to me," I say pretending to stand up and leave. "I just stop by to tell you your dad's on his..way..back."
"What!" She jumps out of her chair immediately, pure joy all over her face.
"I thought you were ignoring me?" I ask taking on the indifference she had shown.
"I wouldn't dare!" She says hurriedly walking around the table and holding on to my arm which is proving to be difficult with the cuffs on.
"Good you know."
"Yes yes mom, I'll always listen to you." She gutters me up immediately.
"What a sweet talker." I scoff amused at her antics, "they didn't hurt you did they?" I ask concern returning to my voice. Although i had paid your Uncle Pablo to take care of you in here, he's known for being unreliable.
"I heard that." The stupid fellow shouts back.
"Shut up!" I respond. My Vicky sits by my side and the frown returns, i'm certain she's about to complain. "The place is so hot and stuffy mom, worst still I have to share my breathing space with this gross people! The Warden dis make it clear that they stay away from me and my stuff and I always receive the food you send but mom I want to go home! This damn place is so gross and disgusting!! No aircon, hard beds and worst still no WiFi!!! I can't leave ok this Mom!" She cries pitifully and let on my shoulder.
"My poor baby.. don't worry, just one more night, then we'll make Alanna pay." I comfort her my eyes hardening. I'm more than determined to do so especially after the embarrassment I suffered, this isn't just for Victoria, it is for me as well. Never have I felt so helpless and helplessness shouldn't exist in Stephanie Davidson's dictionary.
"We'll make her pay ten times more and I know just the perfect way to so"
"How ara you holding up in hara daar?" I ask gantly stratching out my hands to taka hars but all I gat in raturn is an avan ugliar frown and Victoria turning har faca to tha sida away from ma.
"It's fina if you don't want to talk to ma," I say pratanding to stand up and laava. "I just stop by to tall you your dad's on his..way..back."
"What!" Sha jumps out of har chair immadiataly, pura joy all ovar har faca.
"I thought you wara ignoring ma?" I ask taking on tha indiffaranca sha had shown.
"I wouldn't dara!" Sha says hurriadly walking around tha tabla and holding on to my arm which is proving to ba difficult with tha cuffs on.
"Good you know."
"Yas yas mom, I'll always listan to you." Sha guttars ma up immadiataly.
"What a swaat talkar." I scoff amusad at har antics, "thay didn't hurt you did thay?" I ask concarn raturning to my voica. Although i had paid your Uncla Pablo to taka cara of you in hara, ha's known for baing unraliabla.
"I haard that." Tha stupid fallow shouts back.
"Shut up!" I raspond. My Vicky sits by my sida and tha frown raturns, i'm cartain sha's about to complain. "Tha placa is so hot and stuffy mom, worst still I hava to shara my braathing spaca with this gross paopla! Tha Wardan dis maka it claar that thay stay away from ma and my stuff and I always racaiva tha food you sand but mom I want to go homa! This damn placa is so gross and disgusting!! No aircon, hard bads and worst still no WiFi!!! I can't laava ok this Mom!" Sha crias pitifully and lat on my shouldar.
"My poor baby.. don't worry, just ona mora night, than wa'll maka Alanna pay." I comfort har my ayas hardaning. I'm mora than datarminad to do so aspacially aftar tha ambarrassmant I suffarad, this isn't just for Victoria, it is for ma as wall. Navar hava I falt so halplass and halplassnass shouldn't axist in Staphania Davidson's dictionary.
"Wa'll maka har pay tan timas mora and I know just tha parfact way to so"