Dear Diary, part 16
June 20th
Dear Diary,
I have my babies back!
I have Xander and Wanda back. We picked them up from the Bluewater Village police station last night. I can't believe I have them again. I didn't know if I'd see them again, but here they are, in my house, in their beds.
We don't know where Yolanda and Alfred are, but the police are tracking them.
I am happy to have my twins back.
I received a phone call from Officer Demi two nights ago, saying that they'd caught Nina - by chance. The local police had pulled her over because she was driving erratically. They did a breath test and found out that she was drunk, so they pulled her in. When they ran her details through the computer, the alias she gave - Veronica Colemak - was flagged, and she was brought in for questioning, as well as for drink driving.
When they started questioning her, she apparently broke down and spat it all out. About how she was tired of covering for Alfred, and doing what he told her, and how he raped her.
She didn't have the twins with her, so they made her tell them where they were, and they were apparently safe at home with a nanny. A very nice home, from what I was told. Nina must have spent a lot of his money on it.
Damon and I left Vincent with Kaylynn, and drove straight up there as soon as we found out, I was just aching to hold them again, to see them, to kiss them.
Damon didn't like me crying in public, but I couldn't help it. I was just so overwhelmed and anxious. I really wish he had held me then, and told me it was going to be ok. To have at least offered some comfort, if not support. I don't know what's with him lately.
We had to wait for a while, but finally Officer Gilscarbo came out and told us he would take us to our children.
I don't know if I've ever been so nervous, I just wanted to race in there.
But I didn't want to scare them by rushing in. It had been months since I'd seen them, and I didn't know if they'd remember me.
But as soon as we went into the room and I saw them, oh, my heart broke. Xander raced over to me - so fast! - and Wanda started crying Mama Mama over and over, begging to be picked up. They remembered me and missed me!
we immediately picked them up, and I can't believe how much they've grown. I'll have to dye their hair back as soon as I can. I just loved holding them so much.
We sat them on the couch between us as the police told us what they'd found out about Nina, how she's claiming that Alfred had been controlling her, abusing her, how it was all him, and that she doesn't know where he is.
They told us that she'd received a call from the hotel Alfred and Yolanda were staying at, about his lost cards. She must've figured out that it was over, but she called him to let him know the police were after them. The mobile number for him no longer gets answered, so the police think he's done a runner again.
She tried to run, too. She'd packed her bags and was on her way out of town, but she'd had a few too many drinks to get her courage up before she left. She'd even left her own daughter behind - she was abandoning them all.
I had to see her. I had to ask her why. As she was still in custody there, they let me.
What they hadn't told me, was that she had been in disguise when she tried to run - as a nun. Nina, a nun? It was - and still is - laughable! She won't be given a prison uniform until after she's transferred, which should be tomorrow, so she has to stay in her habit until then.
I asked her why. She told me that Alfred forced her to do everything, that he'd been controlling her. I just looked at her, without blinking, with utter disbelief on my face.
I laughed. I know first hand that Alfred is controlling and domineering, but I also know that she willingly did those things. She was trying to get my sympathy, victim to victim, but I didn't buy it.
I believe that he may have raped her, but I believe she was an accessory, if not an instigator, to his crimes.
She tried to tell me how awful jail was, and how the skanky prostitute in the cell next to hers kept giving the officers "favours" whenever they wanted them. That she was afraid they'd expect the same from her.
I just laughed again. I said to her "But isn't that what you do? What about Alexander Goth? Your sister's stepson? You did the same to him, to shut him up. You can't tell me that Alfred made you do that, you slut."
She didn't know I knew about that. She also didn't know that Dina had been taken in by the police back in Pleasantview. Or that old Morty had changed his will so that the Caliente sisters would get nothing when he finally died.
I asked her about her daughter. And she just snorted and said that Don could take her, or they could put her up for adoption, she didn't care. She didn't want her. Or the baby that she's carrying now.
Apparently she's pregnant again, and this time it's Alfred's. But I won't believe that until I see it shooting out of her.
I'd had enough of looking at her, and more than enough of talking to her, so Damon and I finished the paperwork, and took our babies home.
It's so good to have them back again.
I just wish I knew where Yolanda was. I need her.
Z
June 21st
Dear Diary dunderhead,
Daddy has been soooo mad and cranky and horrible lately. First, he made us drive for days and days, and we sometimes had to sleep by the side of the road, in the car. And we didn't get to keep the car, either! I don't think he bought it, he said he was 'borrowing' it from someone, but he broke where the key goes to get it started. He told me not to ask any more questions.
He made me dye my hair again, and he dyed his. Now I have red hair. It's better than blonde. Well, it was, until he cut it. Daddy doesn't know how to cut hair! I look like a boy.
And he said we now have to live here in this trailer park. He didn't say what town we're in, and I'm afraid to ask. But it's really horrible. Everything is stained and dirty and gross.
It's got a cool playground, though, which is kinda neat. Even though daddy was really embarrassing and crying! I don't know why he's so sad. He mad me leave all my friends and my brother and sisters and my Mama again.
But he said I don't have to go back to school any more. That school is stupid and a waste of time, and that I'm too smart for it.
But he won't let me on the computer. He said I'm not allowed to use it, even when he's not home.
I don't like my daddy so much any more. When he's not cranky, he's mean. When he's not mean, he's crying. That's when he's home. He goes out a lot.
Landy - and I'm not changing my name again!
June 30th
Dear Diary,
I am SO BORED. There's no school because it's stupid summer, I'm not allowed to use the computer, there are no other kids here, just old people and weird men. The playground isn't that fun any more. And daddy keeps going out and he doesn't even get me a nanny. I have to stay home by myself. I'm just a kid!
And I can't even catch butterflies.
I miss my friends. I want to go home. I don't like it here. It's smelly and yucky and this man keeps hanging around when I'm outside.
He said his name is Houston, and that he lives nearby and he wanted to be my friend.
He wanted me to give him him a hug, and he tried to kiss me, YUCK. He said he really liked me, and that he could play with me, because he saw that I was all alone, and spent a lot of time by myself. But I said no, daddy wouldn't like it.
He said I didn't have to tell daddy. I told him to go away.
I don't like it here! I want my Mama.
Sad Landy Pandy.
July 4th
Dear Diary,
I want to go. I want to go anywhere that's not here. I don't want to be here any more.
Daddy has been spending some more time at home, and he does spend some of it with me.
But not all of it. He keeps bringing home girls.
Lots of different girls.
And they do that gross stuff that adults do.
I know daddy's having sex with them. I know about sex! I've seen the magazines in daddy's room. I hear them through the walls.
I've seen him making gooey eyes at the landlady. I wish he'd stop. He's so gross!
And he's been drinking a lot. He thinks I don't know, but he hides in the bathroom and gets drunk! I've seen the bottles, and the tablets. He said they're to make him feel happy. But he doesn't look happy.
When daddy went out yesterday, I got on the computer. I just wanted to see if I could find out where we are. I think we're in a place called Riverblossom Hills. I'll have to see if I can steal a newspaper from the neighbours. Daddy doesn't let me read them.
I want to send an email to Mama. I don't know where to.
Landy.
July 12th
Dear Diary,
Bad bad things are happening and I don't know if I should write about them but I have no one else to talk to and I can't talk to daddy about what happened.
I was playing in my room yesterday because daddy finally bought me some toys.
And when I got up, I saw that Houston was looking through my window at me!! I got up and yelled at him and daddy came running in to see why I was yelling.
He saw Houston looking in through the window, and he got MAD.
He raced outside and yelled at the creepy guy for a bit, but he just laughed at daddy and said how pretty I was.
So daddy beat him up, and it was really horrible. I remember him hitting Mama like that.
Daddy told him to go away or he'd kill him and Houston ran away. I asked him why we didn't call the police, and daddy said the police didn't always care and that I should just listen to him.
He gave me a big hug and told me that things would be ok. I've missed daddy hugging me and telling me good things.
After dinner, daddy took out the trash, and I heard him start yelling again.
When I ran outside, I saw that Houston was back, and that he and daddy were fighting again.
And Houston didn't get up again. Daddy told me to go back inside.
I could hear him moving around outside, and then I heard him digging out behind our trailer.
I had to see what was happening, but when I finally got brave enough to go out there, I couldn't see Houston anywhere, and I know he didn't leave. The was still blood on the ground where he had been when daddy was stomping on him. I found daddy standing behind the trailer, and there was a pile of dirt there.
I asked him what happened, and daddy said that sometimes bad people have to go away, and that the police can't always help us, so we have to do the dirty work ourselves.
He said that Houston won't be coming back and that I was safe from him.
Diary, I think my daddy killed him, and that there's a person buried under my room. I'm really really scared and I don't know what to do.
Landy.
Notes:
- I just had to put Nina in the nun outfit. I find it incredibly amusing.
- Some of you may recognise Vanessa Spicoli (from sukka_sims) as the hooker giving head. The police station is a community lot, and Vanessa was one of the townies to turn up, so how could I not use her like that?
- Alfred was terribly upset about not getting laid. Dude kept on crying about it!
- The school bus won't come to the trailer park lot, and I think it's one of those AL bugs, because other apartment lots work fine, but it works for the story, so that's ok. Though the social worker did keep turning up to try to steal Yolanda away! I don't know if it was for school or not, because she didn't tell me why.
- Alfred looks much hotter with this hair. But he's bad bad bad! And that fight scene was a pain to set up, but I think it went well.
- There should be another update soon!
- Also, I have a new layout!
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