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She isn’t wrong.
Playing pool only involves angles, just enough power, and knowing where to hit the cue ball to make it move how you want.
I am a grandmaster in all martial arts. How can I suck so bad at it?
“After all that we discussed, son, it looks like shooting pool is at least one of the places you need more practice. I bet you still suck at bowling, too,” dad told me. “It is good to know that there are still some things your old man is better at doing than you.”
I can’t believe I am worse at shooting pool than when I played at the resort where I met Camden, Corwin, Skylar, and Mary. Even Ellen was better than me. While it sucked, it was humbling. At least I broke a hundred in bowling, but only just barely.
Mom teased, “David, just knowing how to do something doesn’t mean you can do it. Like your martial arts skills, they took months of practice. Plus, things like bowling and billiards have random factors you can’t predict, even if you play the same lane or table.”
That is something for me to think over.
I got Ellen to get Ronny, Vicky, and Chris. I called Becky to tell her to bring Aubry over.
“What’s up, David,” Becky asked.
I smiled as I took them into the movie theater and asked, “Since I know you missed getting to see so many movies in the movie theater, I figured tonight would be a great time to introduce the kids to the joys. Toy Story or Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory?”
“Willy Wonka, as long as it is the original. The Johnny Depp version is too weird for the kids,” Becky answered.
Once we had everything ready to go, she picked some suggestions for the next movie night. Since it was the start of school tomorrow for Ellen, Crimilda, Ronny, Vicky, and Chris, we decided to invite others next time. I made popcorn and got drinks, but no candy since the kids went to bed immediately. Becky and the kids all loved the movie. Aubry was a bit young to get it, but she got to sit on my lap the whole time, which made her happy. I carried a sleeping Aubry back over to her house as Becky walked over, holding my hand. Crimilda was going to sleep in Ellen’s room tonight so I could get both girls up for school and ready.
“Have you ever felt like Charlie since Darren died? You have to admit there are some similarities.” Becky said. “I know that isn’t why I chose it from the two you suggested, but I’m glad I got to watch it with you. I felt a lot like Charlie when I discovered my dad had died. I was kept mostly in the dark by my grandmother regarding the details of what I was to inherit. She only told me that I had to keep it hidden because people in the family would want to kill me off to get the power. They used Crimilda as a pawn.”
I told her, “I don’t know what to think about all of this, Becky. It is still very overwhelming. Earlier I was talking to my parents about what I would do with my life now. The orphanages run themselves, and I have already finished college. I have Ellen to care for now and so many other things an eighteen-year-old shouldn’t have to worry about. You had Aubry when you were still in middle school. You have six kids and won’t be eighteen for another two weeks. You won’t even be able to go off somewhere to college because it isn’t safe. How do you cope?”
She didn’t have any more answers than I did.
When she got pregnant the first time, her grandmother was slightly annoyed but not angry. After the head of families died, her grandmother did sit her down for a talk. It turned out that Becky having a baby at fourteen was a blessing in disguise. It allowed her grandmother to teach Becky she had to be responsible for caring for the baby and keep it a secret from the world. Becky still had to go to school and keep her grades straight As.
“It wasn’t easy, David, but it did help me be ready for the responsibilities she hadn’t expected me to take on so soon. You getting me pregnant again was part of her plan as well. When my family finds out that I’m carrying your child and that being pregnant doesn’t affect how I run the family, it will further solidify my rightful place. We are still trying to work through how we will explain Crimilda to the family. As far as anyone knows, you left with her, and they have no idea where you have taken her,” Becky explained.
As I put Aubry to bed, Becky’s grandmother, Bess, told us, “I spent some time tonight speaking with Chrissy’s mother, and she made an intriguing suggestion. Anyone who sees April with the triplets and Aubry will not question that David is the father of your children without having to come out and say it. Enough people in our elite world know David was ignoring people throughout middle school. Girls as young as ten have had his children in both harems, even though they know he would never have sex with them. We will let them make assumptions about how you obtained his sperm to get you pregnant three years in a row. There are no lies in his moving us next door to him. His children with you are now under his protective umbrella, as is Crimilda. That doesn’t mean you live here all the time, only your children.”
“If you didn’t already know, we sequence every child’s DNA to try to match other family members who might be in another of my foster care complexes to bring them back together in one place. To ensure that your extended family knew the abandoned children were in my care, we provided them with a list of names and pictures. DNA results for each child showed those with the same parents, one common parent, or those whose DNA shows that they are not related by blood. It explains why they abandoned many of those I took to my complex. As you can imagine, there was plentiful DNA from the males at the party. We also obtained hair from each person, including guests, that we sequenced. Crimilda’s surrogate mother appears to be sterile. No child she has raised as her own contains her DNA. Except for Crimilda, they are their father’s children but have different mothers. That includes those they did not abandon,” I told them based on what the man in the machine sent me.
Bess said, “That is very fortunate for those children because not having had a child with her eggs means her children have no claims on the family. Her husband is from an elite family whose head of families, before the elder, ejected him for not being deemed worthy of remaining in our elite world.”
“Daddy,” Crimilda said, walking in on the discussion uninvited. “He may not be the one whose sperm made me, but he raised me as a daughter and cared for me when he could. He entrusted me with many secrets. I was his confidant. That bitch had daddy screw dozens of girls and women in our family to see who his low sperm count might impregnate. Once confirmed pregnant, some old hag came to get the embryo out of the one daddy knocked up and put inside that bitch. Daddy knew all this and confided in me because he knew that the bitch would never risk his, or our family’s, wrath of having me killed. As badly as they treated me, she had at least two children killed because they crossed whatever line with me that she told them never to cross.”
Bess told Crimilda and Becky, “You no longer need to worry about anyone doing what they have done to you unless that is something you want and initiate. Before you even left the complex, your narcissistic cousins ensured that the family knew how you acted like a feral animal and beat the living shit out of the others and why David took you from there. It was before the family became aware of you being my grandchild and Becky’s sister. Crimilda, even if your sister and her children were not under David’s protection umbrella, none in the family would risk anything happening to Becky. The rules of that household no longer apply to you. You’re not yet even a woman. They will ensure that Becky remains safe because they know you won’t show them the same restraint in not having them exterminated for their failures.”
“Or just because they pissed us off,” Becky added.
“Grandmother, you do not know me. I will let that slide,” Crimilda told Bess. “Ellen and I talked. My daddy explained that killing someone doesn’t solve problems. It was why his family got kicked out of the elite world, or a big part of it. I prefer David and Ellen’s methods that only make them beg for death to let them know that it is best not to mess with me again. Those two narcissists get their disorder from your youngest sister. She willingly entered my daddy’s bed, knowing the hag would transfer their child into the bitch. He told me that it was the only way she could have children given that the husband forced upon her was castrated at birth and is still in the closet.”
Bess mumbled something about that not being surprising, even if she did not know about it already. Before turning seven, her sister gladly married the man, and her husband cared for her like a princess. She had been pulling the strings behind the scenes ever since.
To Becky and her grandmother, Crimilda said, “Do not keep me from these discussions in the future. While I did not go to school as I should, it doesn’t mean that I don’t know more about our family than either of you. Those using my ass, pussy, and mouth discounted me as less than I am. Many things were discussed with me in the room that they shouldn’t have. After school tomorrow, and I finish my homework, I need to tell you what you won’t want to hear but must. The part of the family outside of the U.S. is lying to you about many things. That is our family business, which I know David does not want to hear about. I need to get some sleep before starting my first day of school tomorrow. You will have time to do some digging while I am at school, and then we can compare notes. It will be eye-opening.”
Crimilda wanted up in my arms. She was nude under her sleep shirt and very wet.
Once outside and walking back to my house, she said, “As my family has done, Becky and grandmother both think of me as a twelve-year-old little girl. I’m wetter now than I was when I beat the shit out of those who abused me most of my life. Grandmother looked ready to shit a brick. Becky is unsure if she believes anything I say but will be madder than hell tomorrow. What I hinted at tonight is just a tiny fraction of what I have learned over the years. I liked seeing that my grandmother realized that I control my anger much better than she or Becky. I wait patiently for the right time to get even. Daddy and I planned everything out in detail. Your showing up at the party was irrelevant. Becky was not even required to be there for our plans to work as designed. He knew exactly who I was and why my mother would kill anyone who did more to me than she would allow. Only two of those children you took to the foster care facility proved more resourceful than we expected. We knew all the rest would get abandoned even if the card collection was worthless days after the party. We carefully selected your property to ensure I would end up at one of your complexes. Those who I beat up were the better of those who beat and raped me regularly. The rest will spend the rest of their lives looking over their shoulder as they wait for me to come for them. Daddy will have explained to the bitch and the others that I am no longer bound to take what they did to me without responding.”
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