Lyn looked up as her child stormed into the house, one ear turning back in mild annoyance. “If he fuckin’ called ya a name, then its yer problem ta make sure he gets his ass kicked, not mine. Yer old enough ta take care a yer own battles, kiddo.”
Scrunching her face up in stubborn anger, Victor glared at the wall as if she could melt it with the heat of her gaze, “Fuck you mom! I hate you!”
Emma looked down at her daughter, a feeling a vein begin to pulse in her temple.. calm down, Emma, calm down.. just-
Her hand snapped out, smacking her at the back of her head, “Ya fuckin talk ta me like tha’ again, I’m gonna make sure ya have a fuckin’ reason ta hate me,” She hissed, her ears pinned back, squaring her shoulders.
“NOW. Either fuckin figure a way ta fix what ya did, or I’m gonna fuckin give ya a new hole ta shit out of!!”
“If we didn’t have a wall there wouldn’t be a hole,” Victor grumbled as she rubbed her head.
She brought back her foot as if to kick the wall again. Still refusing to look at her mom.
Lyn looked up as her child stormed into the house, one ear turning back in mild annoyance. “If he fuckin’ called ya a name, then its yer problem ta make sure he gets his ass kicked, not mine. Yer old enough ta take care a yer own battles, kiddo.”
Victor paused foot in the air and looked straight at her mom, t h e n kicked the wall again hard. Denting it soundly.
Huffing in a loud over exaggerated manner Victor flopped bonelessly down in a chair, listless. This lasted for all of a few minutes before she started rolling around moaning piteously.
Marching over to her daughter, Emma grabbed her by the belt, her other hand scrunching her shirt up in her other fist before picking Victor up without hesitation.
Marching her child over, Lyn promptly dropped her where the child had dented the wall.
“Now I’m not fuckin’ jokin’. Ya fix what ya ruin in this house, ya hear?”
Scrunching her face up in stubborn anger, Victor glared at the wall as if she could melt it with the heat of her gaze, “Fuck you mom! I hate you!”
Lyn looked up as her child stormed into the house, one ear turning back in mild annoyance. “If he fuckin’ called ya a name, then its yer problem ta make sure he gets his ass kicked, not mine. Yer old enough ta take care a yer own battles, kiddo.”
Victor started kicking a wall repeatedly, “Why does he have to be so stuuuuuupid!?”
“ ‘EY! Knock that shit off, or yer gonna have ta patch tha damn hole!” She snapped, both ears turning off to the side now.
“Listen, kid,” she stood, “Yer lettin’ the cock get in yer head. Knock it off, have a drink an take a fuckin chill pill long enough ta figure out yer next move, yah?”
Victor paused foot in the air and looked straight at her mom, t h e n kicked the wall again hard. Denting it soundly.
Huffing in a loud over exaggerated manner Victor flopped bonelessly down in a chair, listless. This lasted for all of a few minutes before she started rolling around moaning piteously.
Lyn looked up as her child stormed into the house, one ear turning back in mild annoyance. “If he fuckin’ called ya a name, then its yer problem ta make sure he gets his ass kicked, not mine. Yer old enough ta take care a yer own battles, kiddo.”
Victor started kicking a wall repeatedly, “Why does he have to be so stuuuuuupid!?”
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