Chapter 22: Monday Bloody-Monday [Part 3]
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202 STUDENTS IN A-SINGLE-FILE marched to Gym, After-the Recess-bell – they were divided into grouping of 50…by a Set-Of-4 groups, in their age-Of-12 to-17, with 2 adults accompanied ‘each’ of-the-walking Groups… the 8-women were a mixed member-of the school-staff, relief-teachers and members of the-PTA…
The Boys returning to classes, teased them… Churros repeated his ‘Good-Girls/Bad-Girls’ Santa-joke to his Classmates… and got laughter of every-passing boy from other-classes...
Ms King who was in-the-rear, monitoring the Senior-students – looked-Up, and saw the-Boy ahead, harassing the junior-girls… she shouted-out at-him…
“OOI! Jorge-McFly! Shut-Up and get-back to your-Class – Recess Break-Is-Over!”
Ms King ‘knew’ the class-clown of B-Class – who used to have Terry, the 2nd-banana… and, the delinquent-Duo used-to disrupt the-Class – but Principal Harris separated the-boys… by sending Terry to the A-Class…
“Jorge! I’ll call your-father and inform-him that your misbehaving!” That was the ‘only’ fear-induce tactic that she had successfully-Used over Churros, who feared his father…
The Older girls ‘too’ were teased by the classmate-Boys with their-Marching-drill instructions – the-girls were embarrassed by-the-taunting and, a 17-year-old, Tanya Fox of the Taekwondo-group, protested…
“What is this regimental-Military of marching in formation, Ms King…!? I’m ‘not’ doing-It!” And-soon, 40-Of-Senior girls clustered among themselves ~ laughing-and-joking while they walked-on…
Jane was with Maggi who held her-Shoulder. The ‘intuitive’ Chinese-girl’s heighten-instinct Had sensed something was ‘wrong’ with her-Bestie and-she queried. Jane informed her that Paul ‘told’ her that her-Doctor-mother WAS IN the-Gym, and the ‘ruse’ trickery to perform pregnancy-test when the 202-girls got-there…
… Jane wasn’t feeling-well either with the ‘tossing-about’ womb-in a state-Of-restlessness, that had the-host in the-urge-of morning-sickness…
Maggi’s head was on-Jane’s shoulder, and she whispered comforting-words and take-deep breathes…
“… don’t worry-Janey ~ Relax… everything will be ‘alright’… think-Of-positive thoughts…”
But Jane couldn’t ‘control’ herself, when they were nearing the Westwing, she was tearing-Up, and besieged…
“… Mags… I can’t relax, with-dreadful thoughts of ‘What’s-to’ Come when I Get-there…”
Maggi’s right-hand slid-Onto Jane’s belly, to calm-The-womb – it ‘liked’ the Chinese-girl’s therapeutical-Vibes… and, Apolonia Was-Pacified by the-Touch ~ and ‘trusted’ Maggi…
… the Womb ‘Rewarded’ Blind-Jane with a-New gift – her forehead’s diamond-shaped scar tingled before her 3rd-Eye ‘opened’… where she Could ‘See’ her-Bestie in a Green-glow….
… Maggi was the 3rd-person Jane could see-In-Green ~ the-Others-being Jaheem in her-OBE Dreamworld… and the hologram-Of-SeeIn when she was introduced in the-OTHER-PERTH…
Before getting herself-excited of telling Maggi that she Could-See her… Jane realised they Had reached the-Gym @Westwing. Both of the visually-impaired girls heard the loud voice of Coach Andrea Duncan, who was-Also, SHS’ Discipline-master…
“Come-On! Hurry-Up – get into the-Gym… you still have classes to go-to ‘After’ the-Test… come-On…!”
Soon the girls sat in the breachers in front of the indoor basketball-Court, with more women present from-the ecorted-8. Jane sat with Maggi…
… she told her that she could See-Her in-glowing Green. Jane-then Touched the Chinese-girl’s face… Maggi-too was-rapt with Jane’s descriptions where she Saw Maggie’s gleaming eyes, nose and moving lips, when she-Spoke…
… this was ‘similar’ TO-HOW blind-Jane ‘Saw’ her 2-beacon, Paul-&-Peter… who glowed in Blue-&-Red respectively. Jane was excited to be gifted with more-Beacons to navigate through her-blindness journey quest.
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2-MINUTES LATER, THE VP Ann Burnell made a grand entrance with Dr Shelley Wilson accompanying her. The auditorium was quiet in Burnell’s presence. Alicia tapped the shoulder of the visually impaired-Jane to-whisper…
“Janey! Your-mummy is-Here…!”
… an unnerved Jane cringed at the thought of ‘Getting-Caught’ later when her doctor-mother’s test showed Positive-Of-Conception. She held-hard onto Maggie’s wrist while the Chinese blind girl hugged to-calm her…
Everyone in the-breachers were observing Ms King showing her clip-file to the-VP and they got into a brief-discussion. While that-was going on, Shelley looked-Up at the Gathered 202-girls – as her-Eyes were searching-For-Jane…
Shelley Wilson had undergone her-Glaucoma surgery 2 months-Ago ~ her-surgeon was Dr Mark Ferguson… who was serving the Blackmagick-cabal, the Moloch-Cult headed-by the Grand wizard, Jared-Wilford – where under his-Instructions, Ferguson had implanted a Cursed-lens in Shelley…
… now, the doctor-mother Could-Only-See the-Evil-side of her-Rebellious B-Girl…
A sinister-smile curved in Shelley’s lips… when she spotted the pixie-haired Jane ‘hiding’ from-Her… hugging onto the Chinese-girl…
‘There You-Are, My-piggy-B-Girl – you-Can’t hide from-Me forever…!”
The VP made an-announcement that the-Melanoma skin-screening test was ‘rescheduled’ to a later-date – and, also informed-Of an unnamed student was-pregnant during the midterms…
… in-lieu to the-terrible incident, the-School and the-PTA have decided that every-Girl was-to take a pregnancy-Test…
Ann-Burnell mentioned that it was immoral behaviour to have premarital-sex while they Should-be focused in-their Studies… but she was Non-judgemental if the-Girls made a choice to-be sexually active, OR-BE-celibate as-a virgin during the course of their school going-years…
But she kept-Emphasising the importance-Of-Education, and then spoke to the-Gathered girls, and then Told-them of Australian education system-Policy that allowed ‘Older’ Pregnant students to complete their-Studies, as-a-Disclaimer…
The VP then introduced Dr Shelley Wilson to the-girls…
… there were audible-whispers in the-breachers, where the older-girl knew from their Canteen-gossips, that the unnamed pregnant-student was the 14-year-old, Bella Beaulieu – most girls disliked the-Rich show-off girl who was dating an-Equal boastful, Peter-Walker with a robotic-arm…
… most of the-Girls weren’t-Into his-Cyborg popularity-campaign in-the YouTube either… with the exceptional of-the Rest-of the-Boys in SHS.
The-grim-looking Doctor walked closer to the girls – Shelley was displeased that Burnell was sitting-On-the-fence, being lenient-and ‘not’ strict with the-Girls that Resulted with-A-student was-pregnant… she addressed…
“Your-education it Most-important to each-Of-You girls So-to escape the shackle-mentality regards to the-Subject Of-pregnancy – You-All should be broadminded individuals and ‘not’ tarnished with 3rd world mentality which-is ‘not’ progressive – like high rate-disasters of Teen-pregnancy in African and South-East Asian girls…
“You are ‘not’ Ready for-Motherhood ~ it’s No-Joke Raising-Babies! These are ‘not’ playing dolls… They are ‘Not’ Toys, as it is a Living-organism that needed ‘Constant’ Care-&-nurturing for-It-to sustain-&-Live… are You Responsible-Enough to it!!?
“Your body-too goes to changes – imagine a 12-year-old in-the-state of lactation during her-class-attendance ~ do you how discomforting and aching it is while her nipples-Are-secreting…? Do you think she has the right-Focus-Of-attention in her Studies? I’ll answer it for-You – NO!!
“You have an-excellent Alternative ~ which is an-Early-abortion… You-Go with a clean-slate back-To-school…. but-You Promise your-Parents, that You’ll ‘not’ repeat nor-Think Ever-Again of premarital sex…”
The doctor pulled-Out a large-plastic-bag that was filled with plastic-urine testers from-her White-coat… and Held-it Up-to the-Girls…
“The-PTA committee encourage You-All to have-A Pregnancy test… and, here are the kits…”
The older girls were growling-in-whispers, until Tanya Fox stood-Up and protested…
“You Can’t Force-Us to take the Test!”
The-VP answered her that the school was Non-judgemental about the-older girls’ dissection… but the-PTA would have a-Peace-Of-Mind if they ‘took’ the test, and let only-The unnamed-girl who was-Pregnant TO-BE left-in the-singular blemished case in the SHS school-records….
Dr Shelley Wilson convinced the-older girls to-Participate…
“Consider this testing Today as-Your life learning-skills ~ cos’ Tomorrow, you ‘May-Not’ have your-mother to Show-You-How a Test-kit works…”
… it backfired, when Tanya-Fox ridiculed-her…
“What-next…!? You’re going to Teach-us on how-to-Put Condoms on our-Boyfriends’ doozeys!!?”
The Adults were appalled by the lewd-comments… that drew hoots-&-laughter among the seated-girls … the discipline-Teacher, Coach-Duncan stepped-up and told Tanya-Fox to shut-Up and she was disrespectful… the doctor chuckled, saying…
“Let her question, Coach-Duncan… she’s discovering her body and her-Options…”
The doctor went closer to the older-girls, and-Spoke…
“… Yes, Ms Fox, Let-me Be-blunt – you Use-A Condom ‘each’ time-You’ve Sex – and, You don’t expect your-boyfriend to carry-One for you – he’s part-Of-the adolescent-Boys who-Are like-lustful hormone-raged dogs that only Knows to-Hump without thinking of Your-wellbeing and-the consequence… of you Getting pregnant once He Effs-you – and, you’ll Suffer aftermath with his unwanted-baby in your stomach, with-All of your-burden carried Alone… while your ‘effing’ boyfriend is off-the-hook, cos’ he’s a bloody-Minor, who cannot Support financially to-provide for both You-&-the Baby…
“… and you’ll GO-ON living in-Shame in your parent’s house – while your irresponsible, non-consequence dick-Of-a-boyfriend would go-around behind your back to have sex with other-girls… to rinse-&-repeat his-hormonal dog-Beastly lust – Come-on, just Look-at-the Boys in-Your-classroom, if you Know ‘what’ I-Mean ~ the Dogs are Everywhere… just waiting to-Hump you – and You as progressive thinking girls Wouldn’t falter either… and, would ‘not’ Allow-That to Happen – and deny them every-Rightful opportunity to-Ruin your-precious Lives-and-your Parents reputation too…
“… I’ve Been-appointed by-the-PTA to-be the part-Of-the Medical-board of SHS’ committee –and I’m going to see your-wellbeing is Safe for you to come to school ~ without being sexually-harassed mentally-&-physically from certain sexual-fiends in your-Own classroom…
“… If you Have any problems, You-Go-To your Student-Counsellor, Ms King – or Come-see-me @Mercy-and-Wilson Clinic… if you Want Free-professional medical-advice, and I’m leaving my-cards for the-address… Thank-you, all…”
The misandry-toned talk was Over – and the 202 girls underwent their Mandatory-pregnancy-test.
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Inside, the Girls’ gym locker-room had 6-toilet-Stalls and 4-shower-cubicles for 20-Of-the girls to be-Tested 10-girls at a time. The-Older girls, by their-Ages, were called-in First…
Outside, the-Waiting junior girls were in the-breachers to be called in the Locker-room momentarily. The anxiety-filled Jane was ‘sick’ as-a-dog as she was hugged-by blind-Maggi… the Morning sickness came…
… Jane resisted throwing-Up – as it would be ‘Signs-Of-evidence’ to these-Adult women to get-Her Caught…
A half an-hour later… there were 60 girls in-the-breachers still-Waiting TO-BE called… where each-Of-the Curious-minded student was given a box of Tester-kit to get-them familiarised to-It…
A relief-teacher then-Called the next batch-Of-20 students – she Called Maggi-&-Alicia ~ but ‘not’ Jane – that ‘left’ Her in-the State-Of-separation when Maggi followed her-Twin sister…
She sat-Alone with Negative-thought brewing ~ of her-Doctor-mother was behind the-Separation of her-Bestie, Maggi from-Her… and, decided To-confront Shelley-Wilson…
“Boyyo, Take-Me to my-Mother!”
“Yes-Jane…”
The shabbily uniformed-visually-impaired Tween walked across the centre-Of-the basketball court – she wasn’t feeling-well as she-Half-heard the VP’s distinctive-voice saying… someone’s uncle had flown to America for Medical treatment…
Shelley eyeballed-at the-B-Girl approaching them…
Jane shouted-at Shelley…
“I don’t want to-Take your Stupid-Fishing test! You Distrust-Me, is that what this-is-about? How-Dare You want to know about my-sex life – When you Walked-Away 3-Monhs ago from Me-and-My Daddy’s lives…!? And, taking-Away my-Baby-brother with-You… how Could-You take-away Samuel from-Me. Mother!!?”
The irate Jane snapped-and-broke Her-plastic Test-kit like a pencil – and threw-it-on the floor. Shelley was horrified-and-distressed when the-B-Girl had exposed the-Wilsons’ dirty-laundry’ in front of the VP-and-the PTA mother-members…
The-VP stepped-in…
“Jane-Wilson, this-test is Compulsory For-every Girl-in-school…!”
“NO!” Protested blind-Jane…
Shelley lashed-out at-Her…
“You-young-girl, if you’re ‘Not’ going to Disrespect-Me ~ that-Is-Fine! But I beg-Of-You…Please Don’t-Disrespect your-VP and teachers in school… these are the-good Morals-&-Values I implore in you, my-Delinquent-&-Rebellious daughter, Do-You Understand-Me!!?”
Jane was silence in-the-presence of the-authorative Adults – while at-The-same time, her name was called along-With Zoey Williams. A PTA-mother wanted to-assist Jane to the-Locker-room … but Jane declined the-Offer…
“NO! Leave-me-Alone…I don’t need-Assistance – I’ve Got my-AI TO-DO-That!”
Jane followed the-batch Of-20 girls to the Girls’ gym Locker-room.
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When Jane’s batch entered the locker-room, they heard a girl crying to the-Student Counsellor... it was the 15-year-old Aboriginal student, Lowanna Nala – who was pregnant After-raped-by her-Uncle, on several-occasions. Ms King Told-Her to make a-Police-report because rape-Of-a Minor was A-serious crime…
Ms King then ‘encouraged’ the-girl go-to have an-Early-abortion – and return a fortnight to SHS, to-continue her studies in the-final term… and she was Also-to receive counselling of the-Trauma-of the rape…
Jane eavesdropped every-word of Ms King-&-Lowanna’s conversation – until a Familiar-voice called her…
“Jane!”
… but the blind-girl does-Not Trust-that Familiar voice ~ that was of Ira Collins, her doctor-mom’s FB-Bestie – even though more-than 2-months-Ago, Jane had warned the-Woman in Principal’s office that Shelley WAS A Toxic-friend… but the 2-Crows of-A-feather flocked together, to Ambush-her ~ as warned by her-boyfriend in-the-Canteen, just-Now…
The-middle-aged spinster woman was Over-saccharine friendly-and-Accommodating too when she handed Jane a ‘new’ test-Kit…
“…Do-you want me to-Assist you, dear…?”
“NO! I Know-how to fishing-Pee on-my-own…!” Jane snapped at her before slamming the stall-door at Ira’s face…
The woman chuckled to herself – reminding that the blind-Girl had-A-Temper as Fierce like her-doctor-Mother…
Ira was Also-curious of Jane’s Test-results – whether it Came-positive if she Was-preggo – with the-Ongoing speculation of the-Tarzan Sex-video… that was still talked-About in the-Social-Media…
… it would ‘Prove’ her-Right, that Paul-&-Jane Did-had sex in-South Beach during the SHS’ Family-Day outing…
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In the stall, Jane was crying as she Can’t pee – beseeched, she implored to-the-Womb…
“… Apo, help-Me… I Don’t-know What-I’m doing…”
… it Telepathically replied – that it Had a nightmare… that Jane had attempted to Kill-the-Womb with Abortion-Pills…
“I’m Sorry, I Love-you, Apo ~ I’ll Never want to Hurt-you again, My-baby…”
The womb then-Griped that Jane Calling-off staying-away from school by calling a-Sick-Day …
“… I’m Sorry, I didn’t Listen to you This-morning…”
The-Womb ‘Forgave’ the-Host – where it Projected in Jane’s mind OF-ITS’ Purpose of-its existence…
…where, 20-years of Future-events images of the Holocaust-Of-Perth during the End-Times-Of-Humanity – Jane Saw with her-3rd-Eye… the emergence of Apolonia as a superhero – as she fought with the-Underworld Subterranean-Demons that remerged to the-surface of the Apocalyptic city-Of-Perth…
The weeping-Womb gave a-decree whether Jane Would Decide-Its Fate… IF SHE Would terminate it with Abortion…
“I’m ‘just’ a Blind-girl – I don’t know what to-do, Apo…” She-cried…
Her groins were-Then on-Fire… just like it-was at home Before-Coming to-school….
“Arrrggg! What are you doing-To-me, Apo ~ why are you Hurting-me...!!?”
Ira Knocked-on the door…
“Jane-dear, are you OK-in There…!? Open-the-Door, please…”
No! GO-Away! Don’t bother me!”
The sickly-Jane got-up – to squat beside the-toilet bowl… as she endured the pain in her-Lower body of her-private-part that was inflaming…
The womb showed her imagery-Of-What’s to come – where the-Godhead-womb would shoot lasers out of the-Host’s lower orifice that raptured the heads of Ira-Collins and Diane-King… then more-Killings when the rest-Of-the women who rushed Into the Locker-room…
… where it then slaughtered the VP, Jane’s doctor-mother, and the rest of the PTA-mothers…
“NO-Apo!!! You are ‘Not’ shooting Lasers out-Of-my fishing Vag! There should-Be No-Killing-today!”
The spent-tween Stood-up with her hands clinched-at her-Hips, gasping as she said…
“Trust-me, my-Baby… I-Love-you ~ I’m Coming-Clean from now-On…”
The-door opened and Ira came to-her – the Rebel-girl snapped-to-Break the plastic-tester-Kit …
“I’m ‘not’ Taking any-Bloody-fishing test!” She threw the-Kit at the horrified friend-Of-her doctor-mother…
… with the-Aid of her-AI, Boyyo… she ran-away to the main-door of the Locker-room – with both Ira-&-King calling Jane to-stop – and come-back to Take the-pregnancy-Test…
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Jane stormed-Out to the Basketball-court To-confront Shelley again…
… in-Spirit, she was Not-Alone where her-Boyfriend, Paul got her-back in-the-Canteen… where he Was-down in-Support With-the Outcome of-the-Pregnancy-test. Even, her-BFF, Maggie was Behind Her-Too…
It-Was the-Best of Bad-luck situation-Scenario – And, to-Own-It, and take-responsibilities ~ as the Womb-was Special-gift ‘entity-Of-its’ Own to-be Aborted … and its Existence Was also Of-importance to the-integral Missions-of the Apocalyptic End-Times…
The blond-tween approached the VP-&-Doctor-Mother, confessing…
“Mother, I’m 2-Months-pregnant ~ and I Want-to Keep the Baby!”
The women were appalled in-Dismay… of the-Tween’s barefaced decision…
Shelley-lashed-Out…
“You Stupid-Girl, You Lied to-both Me and your-School – that You Didn’t-Have sex-with that-Crippled Walker-boy During the-school’s beach Outings…!!!”
… Jane calmly-replied…
“The-baby is ‘not’ Paul’s…”
“So, it must-be His bloody-one-armed twin – that retched-Son of the bloody-Inspector of-Perth…!!!”
… Jane ‘corrected-Her’ again…
“NO! It’s ‘not’ His-either…”
“WHAT!!? Whose Baby-is-It…? Who-Did you F*** and, Got-yourself Pregnant-With…!!?”
“You don’t have To-Know! And, I’m ‘not’ Telling either… G’ day y-all…”
Jane walked-Away… with her-Mother yelling-behind…
JANE! Come-Back here…!!”
… she ignored the-adults as she walked-Away from the-Westwing-Gym… and Jane spotted a Green-glow ~ it-Was Maggi Waiting for-Her at the Gym-Main door. Soon, both-of-the visually-impaired girls held-hands…
… to-Walk away to their classroom in the-2nd-floor.
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THE GIRLS RETURNED TO THEIR-respective classroom to resume-Studies, ‘after’ their pregnancy-testing…
… the SHS’ peon, Muthoo Ganeson visited the B-Class, in middle of Ms Costa’s Science-class. He came with a message that Paul-Walker Was-Requested TO GO-TO the Vice-Principal, Mrs Ann Burnell’s office…
Paul followed him-Out of the classroom – with the Class-clown, Churro’s ridiculing-him by congratulating on-His Tarzan’s fatherhood endeavours. Paul ignored him and their laughter…
Outside-in the Hallway, Paul saw the middle-aged-of Indian-decedent employee walking-Away to the A-Class… while he wheelchaired to the old-elevator to-go-to the Ground-Floor.
Paul waited for the slow-moving lift to-descend to the-2nd-Floor – he was Calmed-&-Composed with his-TM meditation reciting in-His-mind. The 13-year-Old was prepared to-face the-Consequences of the endgame of his-girlfriend’s Immaculate-Conception pregnancy-results ~ where…
… he was partly to-Blamed for ‘forcing’ Jane TO-EAT-the enchanted-Apple…
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In the A-Class, Peter was sitting unfocused through-out his-History class taught by a relief-Teacher. The 13-year-Old was plotting his Cyborg-Rockstar Strategies-Steps to lure notable-players for ‘scalping-wins,’ in his amateur-Record-runs…
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… he looked-Up and saw the-Indian peon disrupting-the-Class – requesting for Peter-Walker and the man-left. The relief-Teacher too had mistakenly informed Peter TO GO-TO Principal-Harris’ office instead of-the VP’s…
The rapt-Peter thought Tom-Harris Had-some Good-news for-him –where, the-principal Was his-Mom’s Boyfriend, who was ‘supportive’ Of-his Tennis-ambitions, who-also Had bought him expensive Birthday prezzies-Of his Babolat and Nike-shoes…
… the curious-teen with the Robotic-arm wanted to Catch-Up with the Indian-peon… who Might-know what ‘goodies’ were in-store for-him in the-Principal’s office-later. Peter saw Muthoo walking down-the-stairs to get-to the Ground-Floor. Peter called-Out to him…
… instead, the terrified-Asian-man ran-Away…
… Muthoo-Ganeson was terrified of Peter… who – 4-months-Ago, had chased him all-the-way to the-Admin-offices – armed menacingly with his-Babolat and wearing only-a bath-towel ~ when the-peon Had accidentally stumbled-On Peter-&-Bella Making-out in a Shower-cubical, in the Gym’s Boys’ Room…
The superior-complexed Peter was chuckling when he-Saw the man-Fleeing…
‘… Hehehe – Run-Away, you-Wog…’
He walked-down the foyer-staircase – and a voice called-him… it was his-annoying-girlfriend…
Peter snapped-at Bella…
“What the f*** you’re doing-Here!!?”
“That Moto-Muthoo insect came crawling in-class, and Said to Me to-go-to Mrs Burn-In-Hell’s office… where Are-you Going, Peter…?”
“Principal-Harris office – he’s got-some Good-News for-Me…” The disillusioned boy said… that made Bella Laugh-Aloud…
“You Silly-bloke, Hahaha! Principal Harris Has-been Suspend from being SHS-principal by the-PTA and the-School-board… apparently there was an-Abo student Preggo-too from the Pregnancy-Test – it’s a big ‘rape’ police-case-Now…” The well-gossip informed 14-year-old girl replied…
“What Pregnancy-test…!?” The-engrossed-&-self-centred with his Tennis-ambitioned Teen wasn’t Aware of the-Major development happenings around-him on-That Monday @SHS…
“You don’t Know…!? Burnell made the PA-announcement, you didn’t Hear-that…!?” Bella jogged-His mind…
“Huh…It’s for some-Girls’ Cancer-skin testing, no…!?” The confused Peter ‘recalled’… and, Bella chuckled…
“… Hehehe, The-girls Got-tricked by-the-school to go the-Preggo-test instead – and the-raped Abo-Girl Was-Found preggo ~ and Principal Harris Is-Fired a-Couple-Of hours-ago!”
“NO! You are bull****ting-Me, I Don’t Believe-You – Principal-Harris isn’t fired! I’m going to See-him Now!” Peter snapped-back while walking faster down the-Stairs…
“Good-Luck in-That, my-Loverboy, Hehehe…” Bella chuckled…
They both were headed in the ‘same’ direction – to the admin-offices @the-Eastwing… where the-both principal-offices were… Peter asked-Bella…
“Hey-Frenchie…! Why are you Going to the-VP’s office? ~ are you gonna Rat on-Me Being-the-Father? But you-Said That-You’re going-to-Get an-Abortion, yes…!??”
“… no-worries, Loverboy ~ I’m beyond-that Of-telling on you in-this-stage… but there are public-Perceptions growing, Of-that-Of People-Are talking Behind our-Backs…”
“What public-perceptions…? What ‘more’ Bull**** is this….?” He asked…
“… They are Talking Of-who my-Baby-Daddy-is ~ by Them judging-by seeing our Facebook profile … where we-Both are In-Relationship-Status for 4-months to-This-day – and, 3-months-Ago, I missed my-Period, Hehehe…” The-chuckling girl Taunted-him…
It irate the boyfriend – and Peter PUT HIS cold-metallic fist to-Bella’s face, to-intimidate-Her…
“You’re Bloody-blaming ME!!? You Don’t Play-with Me-Bella – I’ll Knock-out every tooth in-your pretty-Blabbering mouth. I’m warning-You-for the Last-time, Frenchie – If you Ever try to-use your-pregnancy to ruin my prestigious Cyborg Superstar reputation… then… I’ll KILL-YOU!!!” He shouted…
The French-Canadian descendent… who Was the-niece of the millionaire, Tophet Jared-Wilford – was laughing at his-Threats…
“You Selfish-pr***! I’m going to Have the-Abortion-anyways, Hahaha ~ I Don’t want your Moronic bioforted-Acardiac monster-baby in my-Belly either! You egocentric-and-greedy Hog ~ Your Obsessive Tennis-Ambitions Would-Be Your-downfall some-Day, Hehehe…!!!”
“Don’t Jinx-Me, B****!” Peter countered…
“… Jinx…!? Hahaha – since-When you’re Soo-Superstitious, my Lover-boy? Aren’t-You a-Catholic…!?”
He was flabbergasted for a moment with his Comeback-line ~ he then Uttered…
“… err… I Had stopped Putting-all-Of-my Eggs in-the Jesus’ basket ~ And-since God-Had Given-Me my-Freewill – I’ll exercise it to My-Ambition to Make-it-All Happen, and you-Bella, Will Not-be in my-Path to either Curse-&-JINX IT!”
“… Hehehe… Thanky-Thanky, Loverboy – that was the-Best Turn-me-On compliment, I’ve got from you in Our first-Day in-school, hahaha!” She taunted-him ‘some’ more…
“… yea, laugh…Whatever – you-Crazy B****!”
Before-long… the arguing-Couple were @the-Eastwing, in-Front of the-closed-door of the VP’s office…
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Paul Walker was the-Last to reach the VP’s office – where he Was slowed-down by his injuries sustained in the-Canteen 2-hours-ago… where he crashed-On-his belly-Down from his 2-metres dive when the lights-came Onn in the brownout-cafeteria…
… since then, his-left-Arm was swollen in class. His head-Too when he hit-On the ceiling-fan… plus his Left hip was bruised by the impact-Of-the Fall…
The elevator-dinged, and the old-door opened in-slow-motion – Paul wheelchaired-Out of the-lift-Cabin in pain. He wished he had Pain-killers but he have-Not-any. He rested his injured-leftie and used his-right arm to-peddle himself forward… Only-to feel-More pain when his injured-hip in-Motion, had shot-Up agony-Of-hurt in his twisted-severed Spine…
… he was-sweating, and gasping to each-effort of his right-Arm… when he was physically wheelchairing-Forward ~ Paul wished he had his Motorized-wheelchair of the-OTHER-PERTH realm… but that-Too was ‘destroyed’ in-the Thunderstorm @Treeton, dairy-farm Field-trip incident…
… Paul Didn’t-get a Replacement-motorized-wheelchair either ~ as he opted to have a regular-wheelchair for the-Exercise as he was getting overweight. He dreaded the thought-Of obese shoppers in-the-Malls and-supermarkets whizzing-about in the-aisles… in their medium-sized ‘rental’ scootered-wheelchairs, with their butts hanging-Out from the-seat…
He was ‘not’ even halfway to the Eastwing admin-offices when he decided to-Quit from the-pain … he stopped to Catch his-breath ~ and to the thought Of-the-Physical discomfort he Had-to endure to Keep his Supe-ID hidden… when the lights-Came-On in the Cafeteria, just-Now – some portion-Of-students Could-have ‘seen’ him-in-Flight, if he had-Not Crash-Landed…
… they Would-be terrified that-fat Paul was indeed the wraith-Of-Gene Norman… ageless-in-the Flesh, since the-obese student Choking on a-Meatball, back-in 1979…
The thought of-the meatball set his tummy-growling in-hunger – Paul realised that he had ‘not’ taken his-meal just now in the-Canteen, 2 hours-ago – As he had been-Busy Plotting to electrocute the canteen-fuse to blackout – so that, he Could-go and Warn-Jane in-the-Dark…
He began to use his Right-arm to-peddle – the Canteen was along-the-Way for him to stop-By to buy any Carb-snack to satisfy-His-hunger. He was motivated by-food as he strained his-spent worn-out energy – to move-Forward in-pain.
But When He got There…
… he Was-deeply disappointed that Canteen Was-Closed for cleaning – when it would resume for-business after-school hour, when students’ ‘Hangout’ before their-transportation home. But it was an-Hour before it Reopened… and Paul was late – and he proceeded to the VP’s office @the-Eastwing…
He looked at his watch – and it Had-been 22-minutes, since the-peon Muthoo informed of his-presence in the VP’s… he was 7-minutes late – it should-Be a-15 minutes ‘timing’ for him to wheelchair Over-To the admin-building @Eastwing… with the elevator’s-slow ride-included…
… but it was his-Pain-&-hunger That was slowing him-down…
Paul looked-Up and-saw The-Infirmary Signboard ~ that contemplated him to stop-Over for some Pain-killers. But he had TO LIE-To Nurse-Nancy to ‘get’ the-pills, that he fell-off his wheelchair During the Canteen-Blackout…
… and, the nurse would examine his swelling-bump in his forehead – and would Call an-Ambulance to go-hospital to get an-Xray for concussion…
… but that wouldn’t-BE FAIR TO-BE Away-from Jane at this-moment… who Needed him After-all she Had ‘gone’ through…
‘… I should Take-Responsibility to Tell White-Lies like St Joseph Did – to-Protect his-Preggo 14-year-Old ‘wife,’ Mary – from-Middle-Eastern Persecution, like Stoning-to-Death…’
Paul ‘Sucked-Up’ his pain, and – proceeded to the Eastwing…
‘… wait for-Me, my-love ~ I’m coming…’
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HIS GRANDEUR-COURAGE POOFED the moment he heard Shelley-Wilson’s loud-&-taunting voice behind the closed door-Of-the VP, Burnell’s office. Paul did a final TM Meditation chant to Calm-himself, to have the guts to finally knock-&-open the-door…
… when the door-Opened, he was blinded for-a-moment by a-Red Bright-glow – the devil was There with his-GF, both were ‘Enjoying’ the doctor-mother lambasting Jane… backed-to the closed-Door, his wheelchair was in the-rear of the-cramped Small-Office space of Ann Burnell…
… that could hardly-Accommodate 10-people because in the-4 walls were rows of 3-tiered built-in cabinets of every-Students records of Stamford-Highs’ past-&-present ~ it was a SHS’ tradition that the-Vice Principal was The-Record-Keeper of the School… where Burnell was VP for 14-years.
Paul notified there were 3 women-standing and also present with the-VP, seated behind the desk…
They were the Head-of-PTA, the student-counsellor, Ms Diane-King… and the troublemaker who-Was the doctor’s FB-Bestie, Ira-Collins…with her-cynical smile-curved On-her-lips, while enjoying the doctor-mother slating-&-lashing her-B-Girl…
“You Stupid-B-Girl! You’re Going for the-Abortion – and, that’s Final!”
“NO! Why Do-You Care!!? I Want-to-Keep the-baby, Mother! And, that’s final too!” The rebel-Daughter counterattacked her domineering-Mother…
… where Jane wanted to Protect the ‘future’ Saviour-daughter, the Redeemer-Of-mankind during the-Apocalyptic End-Times…
Paul heard Shelley ranting aloud… with her-Huawei cellphone…
“Damn-Him! I’ve Been-calling your Bl****-Father for the past-Hour, and he’s ‘not’ Bl**** Picking-Up! I Want-him to Bl****-See What His disgraceful-daughter that Brings-Shame to His-Wilson Name! You-Jane, you’re-The Bl****-daughter that I Don’t-want Too…!!!”
… it was When Paul decided To-Step-up – TO TELL the-White-Lie, to ‘take-the-Blame’… and SPARE THE-Innocent-Jane…
“Mrs Wilson, Hear-me – I’m the-one Who made Jane-Pregnant on Family-Day trip – I Had sex-with her-On-the beach…”
Shelley was shell-shocked when she heard the cripple-boy’s confession… and she Also heard her-B-Girl protesting…
“PAUL! WE did Not Have-sex!!!”
Everybody in the cramped-Office were alarmed-&-shaken When Shelley slapped Jane Hard-On the-cheek ~ the-shocked Paul ‘felt’ the-Hurt-most, as he heard the doctor-mother yelling…
“You-LIE, LIE and Bl****-LIE like a Serial-Liar! The-Truth is Out-of-the donkey’s Mouth – that he confessed-and-admitted that He F***ed You – and you Still Deny, and-LIE to-Me …!!?”
Shelley came forward to grab Jane’s neck – but all-Of-the Women restrained the doctor-mother from Strangling the 12-year-old…
Bella chuckled-softly to herself as she saw the-Wilson Household-Drama unfolding– but Peter was Disturbed to Paul’s confession…
… that the-Quad Had Sex-with His-Janey in South-beach… while he Was on an-Excursion-trip to Rotto-isle – while later, Churros Shared-the Paul-&-Janes’ kissing-video… that Peter Posted online to damage-the-quad’s Reputation as Tarzan-Of-Perth…
… But-it Backfired ~ When Paul ‘popped-Her-cherry’ in POST-TREETON realm, Before-him – he wanted badly To-Be-THE FIRST TO have-Sex with the-Soulmate-Of-the Cursed-Trio-triad. He even ‘attempted’ to-Rape her in-the-Dreamworld, as Iskurr-the-Incubus ~ but Jane’s Virginity was Protected-by Venus’ green-glowing Chastity-belt…
Peter looked-Down at Paul in-disgust… he was angry-&-jealous as he Wanted TO-BE the Father-of Superhero-Babies with His-Janey – But the-Quad had ‘beaten’ Him to-It… and Jane was Preggo with his-Twin’s Seed…
Jane was holding her-cheek and was crying – Paul approached her as he Wheelchaired-forward… in a scared-Voice he-pleaded his-apology…
“I’m soo-Sorry, Mrs Wilson – I-I… Had-sex with your-Daughter… I-I’m TO-BE Blamed ~ and, I take-Full Responsibly but Please don’t Hurt-her… pleaseee…” He went-Over – and held his-GF’s hand…
Blind-Jane shrugged-His Hand-Off – and the rebel-tween shrilled-Back at him…
“PAUL! That is Not-TRUE!”
… even the-Devil was Confused…
‘… Why is Janey-Denying? – did the-Quad Had-Sex with-her-OR-Not…!? Then-Whose ‘baby-Is-it…!?’
Everyone heard Shelley’s booming-voice yelling at Jane…
“I HAD-Enough! I Disown-You! You Pack-Your bags-and you ‘leave’ your-Father’s house – and you-Go and live in Your-2 Boyfriends’ House. From-now-On, you are the Responsibility of That Inspector-Of-Perth ~ whose vile perverted-Sons had Made 2-students-Of this School ‘pregnant’…” The doctor-mother grabbed Jane’s arm and shouted at-Her-face… Shelley’s Cursed-Cornea Surgery-Eye… twitched at her-Darkglasses…
“Since you’re Not Getting an-abortion – You Go-&-Live with-them… and Go Play-Musical chair in ‘F***ing Both of-them! You’re Now Caroline-Walker’s burden as-your Bl**** Mother-In-law… ‘not’ Mine ~ as me-&-your-Father Disown-You – Don’t Bl**** Come-Back to-Us, You’re Not getting a-Cent from-Us, you Disgusting B-Girl…!!!”
Bella was feeling annoyed with Shelley dragging her-Boyfriend’s name-to-Jane in-Her-insults – she noticed Peter was smirking at the insults Shelley hurling at-her daughter… as he was Enjoying the-moment…
… she Knew that Peter was Still in-love with Jane ~ and, often Referred her-As his-Soulmate, when he’s drunk…
Bella was-Insecure that Peter Would-leave her-For-Jane once she moved-In in-The Walkers’ house. Bella Was Suspicious-Too that Peter would Sneak-at-night, and Sleep-with her… in the House that was Rightfully Paid-for by her Uncle-Jared…
Then the 14-year-Old girl Voiced-Out…
“Mrs Burnell, I’m Keeping my-BABY TOO!”
She came Close-to the doctor-mother – who Had-insulted her-BF… Bella, the-niece-Of-a Millionaire Was-Cynical…
“Looks like-I’ve to Cancel ‘our’ Abortion-Appointment, Dr Wilson – If your-daughter Can-Keep Paul’s Baby, SO-CAN-I… and I’ll Keeping Peter’s Baby. And, I’m moving in the Walker’s House-Too… So-Don’t Worry-about your-Daughter ~ I’ll Pay-her Living-expenses as I Can Afford-it…now, Shoo-&-Go-Away, you Toxic-woman-Of-a Mother…”
The women were appalled at the 2nd-Rebel girl in the cramped-office. Jane, Who-was crying was Astonished that-Bella spoke-For her ‘against’ her domineering-mother. She then heard the Red-glow speaking in a scared-&-shaky Voice…
“Bella, W-We Agreed-that you Go-Get A-an-Abortion, right…!?’
“NO-PETER – This is Your-Baby… and, We’re Keeping-It ~ you Take-your-Responsibilities-&-be Supportive, and We’ll both Be-Fine… my grandmother was 15 when she Had-my mother in-Montreal… and I’ll be-15-soon, and I’ll manage with-Our baby, no-worries-there, Loverboy…”
Peter was flabbergasted with his mouth opened… and he then looked at-his Twin-on-his wheelchair, who was gawking and looking-up at him… Paul needed to-Respond with his-Shoulder-shrug, that-Jane had Shut-him-Off too. Instantly, Peter’s face stared antagonistically-Back of What Paul Had ‘Done’ to Janey…
‘… or, ‘Did’ he…!??’
Paul turned his head-Away from the-Devil’s glare… and his-Stomach growled, that sparked the Thought-Of-his Inspector-mother…
… she wasn’t informed about the-Pregnancy Test conducted by the school’s PTA-board – nor that, both of her-Twin Sons were Responsible of 2-Students pregnant during the Midterms…
‘… why is Mom ‘not’ Here? ~ Everyone IS HERE… even Jane’s Scary-mummy is – Where, are you-Mom…?’
… the hunger of the churning gastric-juices – gave him ‘clarity’ Of-thought…
… That the Fired from his-office, Tom Harris Was the-Boyfriend of Caroline Walker, his-Mom…
‘… it’s been More-than 2-hours, where Tom-Harris was Fired from-Office by the School board… and the pregnancy-test Conducted-in SHS too Was Known by-Tom but did he inform-Mom About-It? Do I need to Call-you Mom to say To-you that YOUR Tarzan Sex-Video ‘assumptions’ Was Right… and get Another Slap-Too…?’
But Paul was Calm-&-Composed, with his-TM mantras… he was Ready-to face the-Worst punishment his Mom Would-give when he Got home. He saw the PTA-head, Ms King and Ira-Collins were advising Bella… to Get-an Abort but the millionaire’s Teen-niece was adamant to Keep the baby, as a Pawn-threat Against Peter, when she later Stayed-in the Walker House with Jane Wilson.
Paul saw the commotion that Bella-Was causing… and, for the First-time his-Twin, the-Cyborg-Rockstar was standing Helpless to his Rich-girlfriend’s Demands…
‘… Oh… the-Mighty Has-Fallen in his Good-Luck-realm…’
The disabled-wheelchaired teen then sighed when He-Thought about his-Own Fate – in-Dealing with His-mom when she Came-back that evening… and Sighed-again…
‘… Monday Bl****-Monday ~ Enjoy-Your-Problems, Fatso…’
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Then came the-Verdict ~ decision-making by the new-Principal-Of-Stamford High School, Mrs Ann Burnell…
… who ‘had’ Served 14-Years as the-SHS’ Record-Keeper, Vice-Principal – where for-7-Years, she Served the former-principal, Nicholas-Simpers… until Nick-died of an heart-attack in-Office, where Burnell Was-TO BE-the-principal’s successor…
… but the mayor’s golf-circle partner, Thomas-Harris Was given the-Position ~ bumping Burnell-Back to Her-VP-job… and, she Served Harris for 7-More Years…
… but until today… where Harris was-finally Terminated for his administrative-negligence, where 3 Girls were Pregnant in his-tenure in-Office. Now, Burnell had To-Make Decisions for the welfare of the 3-Students-Of-SHS:
* LOWANNA NALA, 15-YEARS-OLD – was earlier accompanied by a couple-of-PTA’s mothers to Make-a Police-Report of rape-charges committed to-Her by her-uncle. She decided to have-An-abortion
* BELLA BEAULIEU, 14-YEARS-OLD – decided Not-Have an-Abortion, and Was determined to move-Into the Insp Caroline-Walker’s house, with her-boyfriend, Peter
* JANE WILSON, 12-YEARS-OLD – she too-Decided Not-to Have an-Abortion… where her doctor-mother had-Disowned-her, to Also to go-&-Live in Insp Caroline-Walker’s house… to Raise Tarzan’s baby
Principal Burnell then-Voiced her decision…
“All of the 5-Students, including Peter-&-Paul Would-Be Suspended for a-Week – to-Get Your-houses in-Order before You-5 return back NEXT-MONDAY to-school. The school will make the-Arrangements to-accommodate the-Pregnant Bella-&-Jane into their-Respective-Classes to continue Their-education…”
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At that-same Moment – the final-School Bell rang for Students to-go Home. The pissed-Off Peter was the first-To-leave the-Office. Paul was There for a-moment, TO SEE Jane-quiet as she Stood facing the wall. Bella was talking to the Other 3 women at the other-end of the-wall …
… while in the Centre of the office – The-doctor-Mother was talking to Burnell…
The crippled-Boy loathed-&-despised the-Doctor, who treated Jane lowly-Without compassion … where Paul-also noticed the-letters H-E-L-L was in Shelley’s name…
‘… this-woman Is a Hellraiser…’
Paul too decided to scram-From the negative-vibe office, and he opened the door…
Outside, he saw the devil-On his iPhone – complaining to KC that his-Cyborg Reputation was ruined by-the B***h-Bella…
…the mentally-tired Paul ‘ignored’ him… and, decided to go-to the Canteen to have-Snacks-and-a Chocolate drink… and then Resolved on his-Own Fate of playing the Role-Of-St Joseph in the Next-months to come, when the preggo-Jane lived Under the ‘same’ Roof-as-him…
… but he could Not contemplate Caroline’s reactions Would-Be… that Both the-underaged Girls were Moving-In to Her-Twin sons’ Bedrooms…
… his stomach-growled… Paul Could Care-Less of what was going To-Happen at Home later … he Just-wanted to eat-snacks at the-Canteen – before he called Uber-Gary to take him-Home…
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AT THE-CARPARK, WAS JANE seated in the cabin-passenger seat of the Blue-SUV Mazda. Her Mother was driving her-Back to confront-with Her-Father, Who-was ‘not’ picking-Up to answer Shelley’s calls…
Jane was totally-Uncomfortable TO BE in the-SUV – and she ‘missed’ her-BFFs ~ as she was called-Away to Burnell’s office… and missed the Wong-sisters when the bell-rang to-Go-home. In the car, the tween ‘Scanned’ to look in-her 3rd-Eye, to detect Maggi’s Green-glow…
… Maggi ‘had’ gone-Home… no-Green glow – nor-Blue… or-Red…
… just the Blind-of-Black darkness…
The visually-impaired tween ‘heard’ the Agitated-woman getting-into the-SUV… the-abhorrent Shelley sent a horrid voice-message from-her Huawei to Anthony…
“You Coward! You Didn’t Pick-Up My-Calls, you-weak-man – Now, I’m Coming-for-You, Anthony – I’m Coming to show You of How you’ve irresponsibly-Raised your-Daughter, who is Pregnant at the Bl****-age-Of-12, Because-Of-you!
“I disown-her ~ and, you-&-me, Tony… we are Getting-a-divorce!
“I don’t want Both-of-you bl**** Shameful-people in my-life ~ and, I deeply Regret Marrying You-you-maggot! You’re a Good-for-Nothing husband-And-father all-Of-these years… you ‘have’ No-B***s-To be-a-real Man!!!”
… Jane clenched her-fists Hard till-they-were white… she was perspiring-In-internal rage, to-What her dreadful-&-loathsome mother was Berating-&-degrading her-Innocent father. She contemplated To-kill despicable Woman by shooting her-Head-off with a blast-of-Her 3rd-Eye … but Jane resisted her-Kali-urge to-Kill as…
… Jane thought of-Samuel – who-Was-attached to-Shelley in that 4-months when-the doctor-mother Moved-out from the Wilson-Residence, taking her Baby-brother along…
‘… no-Killing ~ Jaheem ‘needs’ his-Mummy…’
Shelley started the car’s ignition and drove…
There were 2-Gates to SHS, that lead to-2 separate One-Way tarmac-paths to the carpark in-Front-of the school– the IN-&-OUT roads were separated by-A patch of 10x50 meters of grass-&-horticulture greeneries… with the Security-guard house at the opposite-end from main-school building. 50-meters away…
Shelley was taking the One-Way Out-road to leave the-school. And, she spotted Tom-Harris’ Black Lexus entering the IN-gate, heading to the school. At the One-Way Road, the Mazda-SUV served-Left into the grass as it sped 10-meters across, damaging-along the greenery-landscape. Shelley intercepted by blocking the IN-road… and was front-grill on-grill with the Lexus…
“… Mom. What’s going-On…!?” Blind-Jane asked but got-No-reply…
… the shocked ex-principal was confronted by Shelley-Wilson who got-Off the SUV, and she went to the driver’s side closed-window of the-Lexus and pounded-On the glass to get Tom-Harris attention. The power-window came-Down… and, the angered doctor-mother barked at him…
“It’s your-F***ing Fault that-My daughter is-Pregnant! Its that cripple-son-Of Your-Bl**** Inspector-girlfriend who’d Admitted, that He Had-sex with the-B-Girl and Made her-pregnant!
“I’m Disowning her… and, she’s the-Responsibilities of that-Bl**** inspector-now, who herself had-Raised 2 despicable Twin-sons!
“F***-YOU, TOM! If Only-you had Controlled those 2-vile sexually-perverts bogans-Boys, and Did-your f***ing Job as the-responsible Admin ~ Those 2-Girls wouldn’t be pregnant-Today – and. none-Of-this Mess Would-have happened!
“I BLAME YOU. Tom-Harris – F***-Off, you privileged-&-useless Man… You should be Bl**** banished from society!!!”
Shelley then picked-Up a rock and hurled-it… it smashed the Lexus windscreen. 2 security-guards on their standing-electric scooters came over to the-commotion. Shelley got-On her SUV and drove off, while the-Mazda deliberately grazed-&-abraded the paintwork-Of-the Lexus’ side…
One of the security-guard came to the open-window to talk-to Tom…
“Mr Harris, DO WE Call the police…!?”
“No-Sylvester… it was Just an-angry-mother venting herself… no-worries” Tom said and drove-off…
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Shelley drove fast-&-reckless on the-road…
In the-passenger seat, Jane sat helpless to the aggression-Of-the equally Vile-and-Evil mother-variant of-the POST-TREETON realm – Not-knowing that her mother’s eye-Surgery with a Blackmagick cursed-cornea-lens that made Shelley to-See the deficient-&-Worst of people that she encountered-and-engaged…
Moment-later, the blue-SUV was in the Front-of the closed gate of the Wilson-residence. Shelley saw the black-Mercedes in the-porch – she blared the-Horn, calling-Out from the open-cabin window…
“ANTHONY! Where-Are You!? Come-Out Now, you Coward-Of-a man…!”
In that one-minute of horning-and-abuses ~ Jane ‘sat’ embarrassed that the-Neighbours were seeing her-Mother’s noisy commotion…
… the neighbours had-Complained in-the-past of loud barks-Of-her dog, Piper ~ who was ‘Gone’ free since Wesak-Day… but-Now there were the inspector-mother’s Barks ‘replacing’ it …
Shelley used the Remote-control… and the front electronic-operated gate slide-Open – the Mazda drove-in to the house-compound, and parked…
“GET-OUT!” The doctor mother shouted at the-tween…
The blind-girl with her school-backpack alighted from the-vehicle. Shelley pounded-On the front-Door…
“OPEN the Bl**** door, Anthony!!!”
… Jane Who-Was standing behind-her… felt something was Wrong, when Her-father wasn’t Opening the door…
Shelley used her-spare-Key to open the front-Door… when inside the parlour, the woman Shouted-again…
“Where are You-hiding, you weak-maggot!!?”
“Daddy…!?” Jane too-called-Out…
… there was no-Response in the-quiet house… except the low-hums heard of the hallway’s air-conditioned-unit…
Shelley went to the-Study-room, where his-home office-was… and found her-Husband sprawled on the floor, unresponsive…
“… Anthony…!?” Her tone-Of-voice changed…
“Mummy, what’s happening…!?”
“GO-TO-YOUR ROOM!” Shelley yelled… but the anxious-daughter stood at the study-door…
The doctor took-Out her-Huawei – and called the Emergency-999#...
“Hello… send an-Ambulance – my-Husband had-A-massive stroke!”
“Is Daddy-Okay…!?” Jane was-crying…
“GO-TO-YOUR ROOM! You’re to-BE-Blamed for your father’s Stroke… ‘when’ he bl**** Heard-you’re pregnant with a-Bastard child… he dropped-Down – this is-On YOU, B-Girl!!!”
Jane sobbed-&-wept more… Shelley was refusing the girl to-Come close to her-father… neither was she going-Upstairs to her-room, but went to the living-room and sat feet-up, curled-like a tight-ball on the couch, crying-more…
10-Minutes later, the ambulance Came, to take the comatose Anthony to the hospital. Jane didn’t leave the-Couch as she cried loudly, and she also heard Shelley talking to the ambulance ER-woman… of-Perth Hospital.
… Shelley left, and drove her-Mazda behind the-ambulance – leaving Jane Home-Alone…
“… I’m soo-Sorry, Daddy… I’m sorry, I’m TO-BE Blamed…” She cried repeatedly…
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Little did Jane-Know, after she left-To-School that Monday-morning ~ Anthony got a phone-call from the bank Informing-that his business-partner from his-new furniture-business venture, had embezzled $240,000 of the-Wilson family’s life-savings and fled the-country…
… which made the-shocked 54-year-old, Anthony to have-A-Massive-stroke.