Sinclair pov
“Vanessa what are you doing here?” I see my only child with a handbag and a box in her hands, she is furious for obvious reasons, “ why won’t I be back mom” she said rolling her eyes.
This is one of the reason why Vanessa was kept out of the reach of the media, her hot temper and sassy behaviors, aside that she’s smart and beautiful.
“ hey, as I said before everything would be fine” I said relaxing, I had no guarantee it would be fine, but I had contacted Shaw to help me out with media related issues, and she’s definitely on it right now.
I see Vanessa looking at martins, grimacing at him, “ stop that” I said as I watched her display insane eye contact, “ yea right, you yell at me?, for the famous fuck boy, are you that cheap, i thought you had class mom, but you don’t, I came here thinking it was a lie, but here I am, dissapointed in you one’s more, way to go, slander my name!!” She yells
I could see her bulgy eyes try to pop ,mine wasn’t any different, I had done everything possible for this ungrateful child, she’s so stupid with her words.
“ don’t you dare say those words to me again, or you would be sentence to a year of total finaincial drought and I will make sure you fucking beg on the street “
“ take it all away, a beggar has more choice than I was ever given!” she retorted, my hand found its way on her right cheek, followed by her left cheek, it resounded in my room,
“ mom!”
She yells, missing her footing, once again my anger had the best of me.
Vanessa looks at me with teary eyes, all I want o see is more tears, because I cried more giving birth to her, I had talked to her in a calm manner, given her out for therapy and right now, I won’t tolerate her saying I’ll things about me”,Alice holds my shoulder “ don’t touch me!” I pushed her away.
Vanessa crawled backward with the support Of her hands, she’s terrified but I don’t care, I am in a worse situation.
“ Sinclair!” I hear martins, then a sharp grip holding me from behind, “ don’t beat her up” he said, I feel tears prick my eyes,seeing her tremble with so much hate in her eyes for me, I am a monster, I had built a high wall of anger ready to let it fall on her it felt like I was rooted to the floor, my anger brewing vigorously within me.
More tears storm down my eyes unable to drop, “ come” he said pulling towards his chest, I feel safe in his warm inviting embrace,at least it shields me from seeing the scene I had created.
“ it’s ok” he said again patting my hair gently, it become cloudy all of a sudden as tears pool down my eyes, he wipes them away, holds me at arm length, “ calm down, it’s all my fault”
Staring at his eyes, I felt warm sensation overwhelm me again, he places a kiss on my forehead, then noses before brushing his lips slightly on mine, “ it’s going to be alright I promise”
Martins pov
Alice and vanessa stares at me, I know it’s odd, what they saw it’s odd for me as well, I literally had to recite a mantra before I confronted her in her little avatar state, and it worked,
I see Vanessa lifting her body off the marble floor, she stares at us with hate, I understand why, I would do the same if I found my mother with someone like me.
Up to no good.
“I guess my presence wouldn’t be needed, call me when you actually need me Sinclair” Alice said, walking out of the house, I see Vanessa grabbing her bags, walking past us in the living room, while Sinclair and I watch them deadpan.
“ I am sorry Sinclair”
“ it’s not your fault” she lies, but I don’t say anything, what can I say in a situation like this anyway, I don’t have money,
“ your loan money will be wired to your account later today just need to have a brief conversation with my account manager” she said standing up from the sofa, then walks into her room, leaving me there all alone.
No particular idea, on what to do or where to go, now I have two lioness in this house, heaven helps me.
Walking towards my room, I hear argument, it sound like vanessa on the phone
“ Babe, listen to me, I am sorry I yelled at you, I got jealous… maybe it was a bad dream… no… please can I come over? I can't live in the same house as this whore …babe don’t call me that I am nothing like her… sorry for raising my voice… I wouldn’t… ok thanks coming
I listen to her conversation, my heart aches for Sinclair, is this what the brandon family is made off, a daughter with little to no regards for her mother, is that why she wasn’t as popular as her mother, like I would literally count how many times her names come across the public mouth.
This is why?I place my ear on the door, hoping to hear more from her toxic relationship but I don’t, the hinges unlock and I lose my balance, “ what the hell?”
“ oh” I get kicked on the crotch , as i envelope my balls with my hands, it burns , “ what the fuck are you doing in my room!!” She yells,
“ Nothing just passes, ” I said, rolling from left to right as the pain persisted. She has an iron foot, way too hard, I fear my balls are broken.
“ you have come to spy on moms behalf” she kicks me again, this time on the belly” shit, I won’t take this,
“ why spy on an embarrassing child” I hold her legs pulling her the floor as well,
“ I sign a contract with your mother it was a deal, so you better act up, like a fucking sensible being, or let me take you to her myself” I said with gritted teeth, as a turmoil grew deep in my gut,
She trembled before me, “ fuck you” she mutters, as she stood briskly standing from the floor, leaving me to suffer in the pain she had afflicted, holding my crotch, it still hurts, this ladies have so much in common, they have no value for private parts