Obsession

Chapter 4

"Alright. Call up the victim again." Judge Rudy put her hand up to her hair and ran through it. I could tell she was tired. He was acting like some retard who knew nothing of what was being said.

We had had break twice already and during those minutes of supposed freedom, I had to listen to my dad rant continuously and even whine. I was the one who had been called up to the witnesses chamber more than twice. And then he suddenly turned on me, like he always does when there was no one else to blame. It was like I was his last resort.

"And you, stupid girl, why do you act like you left your brains and tongue back at that abandoned, old building." He ranted. "If you'd just act like a human and not an imbec...."

Ugh, more abuses. Can't the cat catch his tongue for once? He just won't shut up. Honestly, this family isnothing but a minefield. A blooming minefield. The possessive, annoying, fucked up, carefree, selfish, arrogant, greedy, proud bag of shit that just so happens to be my father. The equally annoying, fucked up, carefree, selfish, arrogant, greedy and proud bag of shit, my sister who thinks daddy dearest here is the best role model. Thankfully, that's out of my life. And then there's mommy. The only sane person ever to be called a Mendel. My only drug through everything. All the shit that I've had to deal with. Oh, life....

"Sarah. Sarah!"

I literally jumped back into reality to find my mom standing above me with a tray in her hands. "Yes mom? What's the matter?"

"I just wanted you to have something to eat before you go back in there." My mom said, her voice laced with concern.

The only sane person.

"Sure mom." I replied though I had no appetite. I realized my dad had calmed down and was now sitting in a corner muttering to himself. My mom noticed me staring and said.

"He got quiet after sometime when he finally realized that we had all zoned out. I saw you doing just that and I decided to join you."

A shock of realization came over her face. To her, she wasn't supposed to say things like that about him. She believed that she could make me love him and always denied the fact that he was a terrible man. She had already strolled over to her seat before she turned to look at me and said

"You know he loves you right? We all do. Even Madison. He may seem selfish but he's doing this for your own good."

"Yeah, I wish he would say that and I wish to hell that he would mean it. He doesn't love me. He doesn't love us. And he most definitely doesn't love you." I said that with a note of finality, not giving a fuck about my father's eavesdropping face or my mother's mortified look. Someone needed to wake that woman up and seeing as loved her so much I would be more than happy to do the honours.

I'm back in the witness box. My dad snd the judge are loosing thier patience with me. She made it very clear to my dad that lack of evidence, which was my testimony, will result in that jerk being acquitted