Faith Eliza Cord
Four Thousand Club
Jeremy is going to kill his sister, the second Mrs. Tupper is gone. He is seriously considering this being an actual act rather than a hyperbole, because what she is doing is that worthy of the action.
She knows what he said to her about behaving in front of the social worker. She knows what he said about staying in the background, not talking, not drawing attention to herself, and going straight to "her bedroom" with Maddy and Juliette after appropriate small talk...key word, "appropriate." She knew that. KNEW IT. Yet here she was in her completely NOT appropriate clothing, hanging all over him, touching him, when he didn't like or feel comfortable with her touching him in the best of times, let alone with someone who was completely in control of their future staring at them both. She was practically caressing him right where Mrs. Tupper could see, and she was enjoying every second of his anger and discomfort.
And now Riley was starting up too. Why did they thoroughly enjoy tormenting him?
"I know...not that Riley or I would encourage drinking, of course, it can be such a destructive thing...but Jeremy is of legal age, and he's so responsible, it wouldn't hurt him to cut loose a little..." Regina is saying, almost purring, her eyes still wide and falsely innocent, and it takes everything Jeremy has not to throw her into the wall.
He can see Mrs. Tupper looking at them with concern and sympathy, as though she's swallowing every word, and he speaks up hastily through barely controlled tone. "Regina, you're...exaggerating. I'm not...you are-"
"Oh, Jeremy, no need to be so modest...we're nineteen, you can share your burdens with us," Regina purred. "That's what families do!"
He was so going to kill her. Especially when Mrs. Tupper started talking about parent support groups and grief counseling.
She knows what he said to her about behaving in front of the social worker. She knows what he said about staying in the background, not talking, not drawing attention to herself, and going straight to "her bedroom" with Maddy and Juliette after appropriate small talk...key word, "appropriate." She knew that. KNEW IT. Yet here she was in her completely NOT appropriate clothing, hanging all over him, touching him, when he didn't like or feel comfortable with her touching him in the best of times, let alone with someone who was completely in control of their future staring at them both. She was practically caressing him right where Mrs. Tupper could see, and she was enjoying every second of his anger and discomfort.
And now Riley was starting up too. Why did they thoroughly enjoy tormenting him?
"I know...not that Riley or I would encourage drinking, of course, it can be such a destructive thing...but Jeremy is of legal age, and he's so responsible, it wouldn't hurt him to cut loose a little..." Regina is saying, almost purring, her eyes still wide and falsely innocent, and it takes everything Jeremy has not to throw her into the wall.
He can see Mrs. Tupper looking at them with concern and sympathy, as though she's swallowing every word, and he speaks up hastily through barely controlled tone. "Regina, you're...exaggerating. I'm not...you are-"
"Oh, Jeremy, no need to be so modest...we're nineteen, you can share your burdens with us," Regina purred. "That's what families do!"
He was so going to kill her. Especially when Mrs. Tupper started talking about parent support groups and grief counseling.