The Words of my Mother Chapter 2
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Chapter 2
Vivian couldn’t hold back the tears. “Wasn’t clear that you were to ONLY play songs from your knew album?” Isabella stood over her terrified daughter. “I raised you to do ONLY as you’re told. Look at yourself.” Isabella forced Vivian’s face into a mirror. “All mine. I paid for that nose that jawbone, eyes, cheek bones. Be grateful! I made you and I will destroy you if need be!”
Isabella threw her daughter’s face out of her hands. “I chose you. I can create a new you. And no one would notice. I’m sure Vienna would love some surgery to get rid of that ugly Monty face your father had. Go to sleep.” Isabella threw her empty wine glass at Vivian. Vivian held her head in her hands. Was she was just an artfical creature who made no difference on the world. It wouldn’t matter if I was dead? Vienna would just be the new me!
At one am Vivian arose. She slowly crept to the large, cold room where Vienna slept. I just need to know that she won’t replace me! Vivian looked into the dark room. In the corner bed long black hair feel off the bed. Vivian quickly rush it. “Vienna?” She said quietly and shook the sleeping body. “What?” “Vienna, would you ever replace me?” “What?” Vienna sat up. The sisters hadn’t talked in months. “Who’s that?” Vienna said. “Vivi.” “Vivi? What are you doing here?” “Ena, she’d replace me with you. Would you do it?” “Of course not Vivi! No one could replace you. I can’t sing, I can’t cook, and you remember me at Bianca’s wedding, I can’t dance. I could do it if I tried. Mother told you this didn’t she? That woman. She’s a puttana!” “No! Mother isn’t a whore. She’s….just... a woman who happens to like to act stupid and make her daughter’s life a living hell…” Vivian began to cry. “Shh! They’ll hear you.” But it was too late. The lights ticked on and Isabella entered the room. At first she didn’t see Vivian but when she saw her, she grabbed her by her pajamas and dragged her out of that room. Vienna thought is this the last time I’ll see my twin?
Isabella pushed Vivian to the piano. “Play ‘Bridge over troubled waters’.” Vivian started. “Wrong key.” Isabella said as she slapped the back of Vivian’s head. “Again.” She would do this for hours. This was how Vivian learned the piano. “Because there’s “PAIN” in piano.” “Now with words.” Vivian quietly sang the song. “Louder!” Isabella screamed. But Vivian instead turned and said “Mother, are you drunk?” This pushed a button Vivian wished she hadn’t. “Drunk? Me? No! But you’re the one who’s going to pay for that.” Isabella pushed Vivian’s head into the piano. She was drunk, so drunk that she laughed when blood dripped from the piano. “See now? There is pain in piano!” She cackled and left. Vivian was heavily bleeding and feeling woozy. In that state she did something she normal wouldn’t. She called 911.
“9-1-1 what is your emergency?”
“Mama just… Mama just…”
“Mam’ what’s wrong?”
“Mama just… I think I’m dying. Could you send someone? Does it hurt to die? Because what mama just did sure hurts….”
“Hello?”
“………………”
“I’m sending paramedics and police to your home!”
The paramedics arrived to find Vivian near the telephone unconscious. The blood was everywhere. They had had to break down the door when they heard her moaning. The maids were trying to clean up the blood, but not help Vivian. That’s when the police arrived and stopped them from ruining a crime scene. The media got wind of this soon enough and photographer and reporters all rushed to the scene in time to catch pictures of Vivian with bandages around her head and barely breath, her mother in hand cuffs, and her siblings coming out of the “Hell House” as it was dubbed by the media. It was the headline of every newspaper in the country. There were rumors. “Vivian died.” “Vivian did this to herself.” “This is all a publicity stunt.” “She’s on life support.” But only the family knew the truth. And it was…………………………..
End of Chapter 2
pics to come
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