Intruder At The Door

POV: Victoria

“Get in here and move them to the van before the guys get here!” she told someone on the phone, smiling proudly as she did. She got up and walked away from my side, walking towards Claire. She stopped in front of Claire and put her hand on her chin, raising her face so she could look into her eyes.

“Why don’t we take our little reunion to the road. You don’t want your boyfriend to come back home and meet you like this do you?” she asked us, smiling at us as if everything was okay.

“I called you, mom!

We both called you mom!

I did everything to make you happy and comfortable. I worked my ass off to give everything you ever asked for, and this is how you pay me back?

By drugging and trying me up like a fucking criminal?

I guess this is why your husband left you for your sister. He saw the signs that you were going crazy. And now I have confirmed that you are indeed crazy!

You need help, Eloise, you need help!” I told her angrily, earning a slap on my already stiff neck.