Chapter Four: The Family Discussion‍️‍️‍️‍️

Chapter Four: (Rocha)

The Family Discussion ️️️️

As we rushed back inside the house

through the maids kitchen, I could

see father who had look very much

so distressed as if in a mental battle

with himself and trying to come to

grips with what was on his mind.

In the living room he stood there pacing

his steel pointed shoes tapped the floor.

Meanwhile, a frazzled looking Victoria

yelling in a heated frenzy.

Look to the floor and what do you see?

The mini bar strewn across the dining room

floor and the penetrative smell of liquor.

The glass crystallized into tiny shards against

shiny dark cherry wood in the dining room.

All the anger twisted across Victoria's face

showed intense frustration at the whole

situation.

Eyebrows burrowed, angry stance, arms are

flailing erratically about as she yells at him.

Her frizzy disheveled curls made a wild appearance.

All I heard was her shouting and he was just standing there head down in shame....

"How dare you object to that, do you not

know I will go ahead and do it anyways-

I will have my engagement and more

plus the big world on a silver platter!"

she yelled at him...

"You owe me, you stepped outside of the

family and brought another love child that

I had to live with, mother and I had to just

overlook that little thing- so you have no

say so you've lost that a long time ago

I do what I want so either you say yes

or I'll do it anyway and bring attention!"

she continued to yell.

"Make up your mind I don't have all day

father your pick you say yes or I'll will

say yes myself" she said.

I rushed out of the kitchen and over to Victoria

just stared at her in the expanse of the dining room, Randal had followed.

"Well you call me a love child and just talk

about me like I'm not even there" I said,

abruptly I struck her in the face.

SMACK!

Her head whirled around so quick she almost

fell.

She gasps grabbing her face Randal pulls her

away, before she can even process what had

even happened as she patted her face.

"That's enough of you yelling at my father

as well as you calling me outside my name,

you're not special who made you- we have

the same blood you and I, but best believe

I'll never let you call me outside my name

again!" I said to her as she looked on in

such shock at me.

"Randal she just slapped me! " she exclaimed,

as she licked the crimson blood that came

from her lips.

"Stop Victoria and Rocha, enough is enough

if you want to be engaged to him you now

have my blessing- however, this will back-

fire on you it will not last but whatever it

is Victoria wants she will surely get, you

will have the engagement and hard luck

to follow too, with your behavior it will

be intolerable and he'll leave like the

rest of them... I will need to get some

more Brandy" he said, stumbling off.

Victoria huffs angrily her whole face turning

red tarnishing her caramel skin she exhales.

"You're wrong as the day as long go find

your liquor that is all you're good for with

luck like yours you might find it... the

rantings of an drunken old man" she

had retorted.

"Randal why are you all wet?" she asked.

"Nevermind that, does that even matter

stop nagging" he said.

She looked over at me and noticed I too was

wet, she lances me with her ebony eyes -but

I ignored her.

She was seething from the inside, I could tell

and found it hard to suppress as she couldn't

let her anger go off in front of Randal.

"Victoria, there you are my garden suffered

a slight ruin, but I convinced Merlot to stay

he is the only decent gardener in this town

even if he has some loose lips" said Viola.

"Nevermind that, he gave his blessings

so now we can be engaged!" she had

screamed running over to Viola, then

enveloping her in a huge hug.

I looked over stunned- more in shock,

than disappointed but nonetheless

these two suit just fine for this...

If you need to know, it felt like someone

hit me over the head with something

and I have to readjust just to figure

what was going on...

Dad really gave in didn't we just so we would

stop fighting, so he just let's go and let it all

flow like water on a duck's back.

"Victoria you're going to be a beautiful bride

I can feel it, I'm glad you've got your way

just like your mother stubborn" said Viola.

Well even LSD users live in their own fantasy

with no exception to Viola, crazy as she is

might as well be under some type of drug

anyway.

Randal takes the engagement ring out of the

velvet box and slides it on her finger.

I couldn't help but turn my face away from the

scene.

"Now I can get over the Azaleas you and Rocha

had slightly ruined from playing with the hose outside" said Viola.

Victoria snuck a hard look as Randal kisses her

on the cheek.

I folded my arms looking at her defiantly as if

to say come and do something.

Randal came over and hugged me too, but

I was too much in shock to say anything.

"I'm looking forward to you becoming my

soon to be sister-in-law Rocha cheer up

there's more to come" he smiles at me

tweaks my nose pulling me into a tight

hug despite myself I laughed.

He pulls away lifting my head so I could face

him- "Don't worry I'll be sure you're not left

out you're a part of this too" he said.

He stepped away, I could only force myself to

smile from there in my view Viola and Victoria

giving cold stares my way.

Father comes over there with a bottle of rum

under him arm not saying anything as he had

stumbled over, walking over as he shakes

Randal's hand.

"Good luck Randal, you're gonna need it

more than ever now with this girl, I'm

just off to retire to bed with my bottle

much more desirable than my wife"

he said dully.

"If you feel that way get one of those young

maids from back there you like them like that

anyway, that way you get two for the price

of one then you can produce another little

bastard baby to tote in front of me if

that even works anymore" said Viola.

Great, here it all goes again hell has more

peace than this house, hope this doesn't

turn sour.

Honestly, I rather just leave out the dining

room while they say mean things to each other.

I slipped outside not saying a word, besides

I've got the tiny bottle of Fire ball that dad

never could find...

Well drink up....