Chapter 51 Their Grief Was Never for Me
Marilyn felt bad for her and brought it up to David and Alice.
And David? He just scoffed.
Finished
“She’s got a strong will. She’s not gonna die that easy. Honestly, I think she’s faking it again, trying to get sympathy. I know exactly what kind of person she is. Marilyn, if you’ve got time to worry about her, why don’t you go shovel the snow out
front?”
Alice just sighed. “Laurie really is too much. Even if she’s mad at us, she shouldn’t go three days without food or water. What if she messes up her health?
So yeah, Alice knew. She knew Lauren hadn’t eaten or drunk anything in days–and she didn’t do a damn thing about it
Lauren had only gone to the kitchen because she was desperate for water. Then she heard it–every word. A cold wave crawled
up from her toes and swept over her like she’d just stepped into a frozen grave.
Alice sobbed harder. “Laurie, when have we ever just let you suffer? Don’t lie like that. You know it’s not true.”
There it was
They couldn’t even remember the things they’d done to her. Which only proved one thing–they’d never really seen her as at person at all.
Her life meant less than Willow’s dog
Not long after she got over her illness, Willow’s dog came down with something
The whole Bennett family freaked out. They rushed the dog to the emergency vet and dropped over fifteen grand trying to save it. But the dog didn’t make it
When it died, they cried like the world had ended. Full–on hysterics. They even held a funeral for the damn thing.
People who knew the truth would say, “Oh, the Bennetts lost a dog.”
But if you’d walked in on that scene, you might’ve thought someone’s parents had just passed.
And that wasn’t the end of it..
Willow turned around and blamed her. Said Lauren had made the dog sick. Swore up and down it caught something from
her.
The dog was eighteen, It died of old age. But instead of believing the vet, the Bennetts clung to Willow’s wild story.
To avenge the dog. David made Lauren stand out in the freezing cold as punishment.
Alice? She wore that same sorrowful expression she always did. Full of pity. But never lifted a finger.
She’d been underfed her whole life. Her period didn’t even start until she was seventeen, and even then it was barely there.
The day they made her stand outside in the freezing cold? That just so happened to be the first day of her cycle. The cold shocked her body so badly, it stopped altogether.
She passed out from the cold. And like always, it was Marilyn who scrambled to take care of her.
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