Little B*stard Chapter 4

The brown haired girl stepped forward a little more and asked Abigail "Can I hold her for a bit, I'm sure your arms are tired..."

"Okay Emily, but be careful." Abigail said, whole reluctantly handing over her baby sister to her close friend.

Miriam was indeed abit nervous, but decided to go for an Oscar and put on her angelic "happy baby' smile.

Emily carefully held Miriam so Miriam decided to entertain the litte girl abit more.

Looking into the girls dark brown eyes she lifted up her little hand and petted the left side of her face while making a few 'happy baby' cooing noises.

Emily answered her actions by carefully begining to rock her back in forth in her arms.

The two other girls standing beside Emily practically had hearts in their eyes as they watched Emily play the part of loving my and Miriam the respective part of lovely baby.

Miriam could of sworn she heard a boyish snort from the sidelines.

Covertly moving her eyes towards the location from which that snort was heard, she saw a boy about the age of 8 with a frown upon his face.

Abigail "hmmmphed" before speaking up to the boy watching them from afar near atop an apple tree about 15 feet away and 11 feet high.

He sat atop a low lying branch on the apple tree, with a scowl on his face that Miriam much doubted if even his mother could love him with such a puss upon his face.

"Joseph, didn't the Butler tell you to not climb up that tree just 3 days ago?" Abigail questioned as she moved abit closer to the apple tree while motioning with her left had as she walked to the others to follow her over there.

'Joseph?'

Isn't that the name of an illegitimate brother of hers?

Miriam decided that things were going to get interesting, and so she much looked forward to the only thing she could akin to tv in this day and age.

Drama~

The boy in tree scowled at Abigail before picking up a withering apple on the tree branch above him, and pelting it at Abigail with much apparent force.

The apple hit her straight in the stomach as she doubled over in pain.

A teary eyed pain stricken face reermerged once she looked back up.

'What little bastard, in both ways. Literally and morally.' Miriam thought to herself.

Joseph slid down the side of the tree and landed sturdily on the ground with a thump.

A few leaves fell off the leave in the process but that boy surely did not care for the mere well-being of a tree, let alone his own sister.

Joseph waltzed up to the group and squinted his eyes when he saw baby Miriam.

He scoffed before saying, " Aren't you worried that little baby will take your inheritance? If I was you I'd get rid of it. Or sell it off to some sultan of the far east."

Abigail was starting to tear up even more and the black haired girl went over to her side and helped support her for fear that she would collapse from a mere pelting of an apple.

Miriam squinted her eyes at this illegitimate brother of hers.

Literally the rotten apple that fell from the tree. Heh.

The wet nurse rushed to Emily's side and snatched baby Miriam from her hands.

Joseph smiled at this.

Miriam got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

The gentleman behind the black woman stepped out and grabbed Joseph by the cuff of his sleeve.

"What a ill mannered little boy you are." The man remarked while beginning to drag Joseph away.

Joseph proceeded to kick the man on his shin and pulled a small whip out from behind his back.

Miriam genuinely didn't know where he had been hiding such a weapon on his body.

Turning on his heel Joseph proceeded to crack his whip and it landed squarely on the Wet Nurses back.

"What a irresponsible slave! You can't even keep an eye on a baby! I should beat you to death in fathers stead!" A malice filled grin was plastered on Joseph's face as he purposely used his whip again and this time lashed it towards Abigail, managing to catch her right hand.

A blood curdling scream was the backyard and from inside the mansion and a footman and head maid came out the main backdoor and both their expressions went pale when they saw the scene of the bastard son of their estate whipping their eldest miss.

"Rodgers! Restrain Joseph!" The head maid furiously commanded to the footman who had accompanied her outside.

Joseph looked frustrated as he was subsequently tackled by the footman and helped to be restrained by the gentleman who'd had his shin kicked in.

Miriam looked up and saw her wet nurse had small tears of pain in her eyes.

She trying to reach her hand out to comfort her but the head maid had already snatcjed Miriam from her hands and slapped the wet nurse across the face hard.

The slapping sound even caused Miriams ears to ring for a few second.

A small frown appeared on her baby face.

That slap must of really hurt.

The head maid proceeded to look Miriam over and then looked at the visiting children before saying. "I think it's time you all go home now. Our family has matters to sort out."

The teenage maid servant went forward and helped Abigail up by having her lean onto her instead of the other girl.

Joseph started to struggle fiercely in the grips of the two adult men but couldn't not get out of their grasp no matter how much he tried.

The head maid directed the younger maid servant to take Abigail into the house, and told her to call on another maid servant to come out to take over watch of Miriam.

Miriam had a bad feeling. A feeling which was proved right when a second maid servant and a strict looking elderly woman came outside.

The woman in what looked to be her early 50's with a somewhat large and bulbous nose, dark brown eyes, thick black brows, slightly tanned skin, and a large brown mole at the outer corner of her left eye.

Black hair that was begining to gray was tied neatly into a bun and pinned securely on the back of her head.

Walking to infront of the head maid, she asked.

"This is the child?"

The woman began to look at Josepj from top to bottom, before uttering "What a filthy bastard. He looks like he needs to be lashed 10 times by the whip."

Looking at the footman, Rodgers, she noticed the small whip in his grasp and itmeditely snatched it without even asking for permission.

Miriam couldn't help but roll her eyes. Looking around, she noticed that all of the children has dispersed rather quickly other than the auburn haired girl.

Miriam made direct eye contact with the girl and stuck out her tongue and pulled part of her skin around her eyes downwards in an attempt of comedic relief.

Unfortunately, the girl just gave a rather surprised but weird look.

The head maid noticed the interaction, and looked down at baby Miriam at which point, of course Miriam quickly resumed her harmless baby poker face.

Looking back over at the scary old witch looking lady, she saw as the woman unfurled the whip and began to whip that wicked little Joseph a new one.

The second maid servant came when called and took Miriam out of her hands, at which point the head maid said, "Your incharge of the youngest miss for the rest of the day. Someone will come to relieve you at night and you'll get an extra dollar at the end of this month."

The young maid servants face lit up at hearing she'd get a whole extra dollar in this months wages.

It may have been Miriam's imagination but she could of sworn the young woman start carrying her like one would delicate pottery from hundreds of years ago. As if she eas afraid of even scrapping a piece of dead skin off of Miriam.

And so, Miriam returned to her quiet kingdom of the boring antique American bedroom.

Forced to reflect upon her life once more. for she couldnt very well converse with any yet...