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Summer Vacation. Chapter 33
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“Dad, I’m not leaving,”
“You are …”
“I’m not.”
“If I say you are, then you are …” he added, grabbing hold of Lottie’s arm roughly,
“Let go of her.” Bette’s voice meant no nonsense, she stepped to Lottie’s other side, removing her fathers hand from the sleeve of her sweater,
He spoke pleadingly to her, “Charlotte … what are you doing here, please? … this is nonsense, thinking these people are your family, this woman? … *I’m* your family and this isn’t what your mother wanted.”
“That’s a lie …” said Lottie quietly,
“Maybe not,” he replied, “not if she’d have ‘known’ …” he added, casting a pointed look at Bette,
“Dad!”
“Please leave,” Tina asked firmly, “you’re not welcome here anymore,”
“That’s your father,” said Alice, after listening to Lottie describe what had happened, “he’s not you …”
Lottie shrugged, “May as well have been, I didn’t exactly defend them,”
Alice sighed, her arm around Lottie’s shoulders tightening its grip, “That’s not your job honey, both Bette and Tina are big enough now to look after themselves, don’t you worry about that,”
“But don’t you see …” Lottie wailed, “I do …” she hid her face against Alice’s shoulder, hiding the tears that feel from her eyes silently onto Helena’s robe,
Alice held her quietly, so Lottie’s dad had shown up, they knew it would happen sometime. Bette would be cross, but she felt sure her anger would be towards him and not Lottie, if she could be sure of anything at all it was as far as Lottie was concerned there was very little she could do to make Bette upset with her,
“Alice …?”
“Uh huh?”
She pulled away slowly, the sleeve of her shirt wiping the excess tears away, “He hates me …”
Alice smiled, “He doesn’t hate you,”
“He does,” slow realisation had been building since she’d watched her fathers Mercedes pull out of Bette and Tina’s driveway, disappearing into the night to she didn’t even know where, “he hates me, he thinks being gay is wrong, he thinks what Bette and Tina have is wrong, he thinks ‘I’m’ wrong …”
Alice sighed, “What do ‘you’ think?”
Lottie paused, sniffing hard though her stuffed up nose, “I think I should have stood up to him …” she added quietly, “if they need any reason to hate me there’s one big giant one, I just stood there and let him bad mouth their life and their family and I didn’t say a single word to stick up for it, not one …”
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Lottie’s dad is a real piece of work, I hope he loses every penny of her fortune. Bette has to prove who she is right just pull out her birth certificate or do a DNA test or something so the stupid board can shut up. Bette needs to stick close to Lottie so she doesn’t get railroaded by all the stuff shirts.
A great chapter….thankyou, I love to watch this play out…you’re the best!!!
A real peice of shit you mean One.Loved it.Some times friends are better than family.What about your other story?
Daddy is not only an asshole (here in the US it’s an unhyphenated compound word, I suspect our swearing on the whole is cruder and harder edged. But I could be wrong, in which case you can call me a fucking shithead), but something of a moron. Just totally stupid, backassward tactics. Perhaps due to the blindness of a misogynist, but his ploy to control his daughter utterly backfired. Oh well, couldn’t happen to a less likable fellow. Tough shit on him. Somehow a damp crotch seems fitting.
And yeah, bring us more of the other story. It’s been so long I can’t even remember the name of it anymore.
I am so happy to see this story updated! Wow, Jeffery is some piece of work! I so loved the dram of everything! Post soon!
Well they say the best revenge is success. Go kick some a** Bette and Lottie! Then we’ll see who has the last laugh! thanks for updating sofa, love your writing, always glad to see a chapter!
excellent, sofa. Love the “all for one” mentality of the group. Instead of just the glass of water being emptied, Tina could have up-ended the entire table…pathetic little man! Thanks for the chapter. As long as you keep writing, I’ll keep commenting… responses or not.
Hels & Alice: awwwwww! Lottie’s dad: boooooo! Bette & Lottie: right on! Tina saying this: “Bette and I don’t play games, it causes fights,” made me laugh… and again, Lottie’s dad, and his stodgy cronies: two thumbs down for them. Sooooo glad Bette poured water on him. I hope they take that board down. So good, sofa. So good. Post when you can. Thanks
I am glad that you are still continuing with this story. Money has a way of corrupting people. It seems Jeff is all into the money and power and to hell with family. If he really knew Maxine then he would know that what Bette and Lottie have planned is what Maxine would have wanted.
Sofa, your writing is phenomenal. I love this story! Too bad Lottie’s dad and “the board” didn’t take the proper time to get to know B&T and all of Lottie’s friends. Bette pouring the water on him was an excellent touch – LMAO at that! I’m sure B&T and the gang will be thrilled to “keep” Lottie, as they already had their hearts set on it. I can see how Lottie’s father would have some fear about the changes, but he should have been a little more humble and open to Lottie’s feelings and thoughts, especially when you consider that Lottie basically has the final say about what goes. I love how they were all there to support Lottie, and the way you write makes it all seem even better. Thanks Sofa! Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Lotties dad is an jack ass and hope someone will kick his ass soon and his stupid friends too!
luv the glass in the lap…pps
oooo, that was fun…didn’t english boarding schools ruin helena? maybe i shall reassess my assumptions about such things:) very lovely and angsty chapter. glad the young ‘uns worked out their differences, and *very* happy with the way you’ve handled alice and helena…i like the way you write ’em, way way sweet. lottie’s dad, yeah:( but i’m looking forward to reading the big dramas ahead :)
oh, i forgot to rate this. funnyone, you should hear some of there swear/insults over there…they’re wicked good fun. i thought i’d share–i’ve just spent half an hour looking up zombified my little pony and someone *has* done it. sofa, can lottie and jo play some zombie video games in an upcoming story? *snicker* xo luv
This was a great chapter. Bette and Lottie’s mom had really bad taste in men. What a jerk Lottie’s dad is. Can’t wait for Lottie and Bette to get down to business and kick all those jerks to the curb.
Hi sofa, this is the first time I’ve commented on your story but I’ve been reading it since the beginning and I LOVE it! It’s my birthday today, and it was so nice to wake up to a new installment of your story! Love the group interactions, and Lottie’s gradual realization that this is who she is, and this is her home. In some ways, she reminds me of my own self-discovery…thanks so much for writing this awesome story, with all its drama & sweetness!
Perhaps ‘crude’ was a poor choice of words on my part. Yes, indeed, our linguistic cousins on the other side of the Atlantic can be wonderfully crude in their cursing. What I so ineptly was trying to express was that in the US we tend to be less shall I say artistic? in our use of foul language; crude in the sense of primitive. I’m blaming this on the fact that I’d spent the evening with my nutty aunt. A very nice woman, but wacky. In any case, I think I just earned the ‘fucking shithead’ title for clumsy use of the language. But hb, who could possibly done anything with a zombified my little pony? As the great John McEnroe (at least on court) used to say (and in fact won’t STOP saying) “You cannot be serious!”.
Hate the dad, love the rest :) Great update, please post soon :)