The Deranged: Pt 1 Ch. 4

Potter and Moss both turned back around to puke over the edge of the railing. 1

"Ah, yes! Harder..Uhhhh!" Potter lurched again but nothing came out. She whimpered slightly and raked her face. Please tell me I did not just see...Oh for the love of Pete. I did not just see that! Potter glance furtively back to see her mother bent over the kitchen table underneath a fit specimen. The man pounded Monica hard, yanking the woman's hip back and forth. Cum drip from them and soaked the floor below. Potter turned away disgust, finally emptying her stomach. Poor Moss wasn't much better off. His usually tan face was pale and contorted as he softly whispered, "Why me?" to him self. Potter shielded her eyes and shut the door. Neither of the adults had noticed a thing. 2

The two teens waited for half an hour waiting for them to stop. Potter didn't know when her mother had started dating again, but she usually didn't bring the men home. Monica Wilson had always been afraid of exposing her children to the worlds evils to early. Unfortunately for both Potter and Moss, she didn't regard them as children anymore. 3

"How do you little fuckers think I feel when I see the two of you off with whatever trash ya'll see at school? Think I like seeing those tramps suck the head of your little dick,Moss. And how many times have I walked into your room and a boy's in there?" Potter hadn't known much about Moss's transgressions but Potter never brought her boyfriend back home. Lex knew better, being three years her senior and all.4

Monica had been care when Daisy started to understand though. Leaf and her didn't know the horror of walking into their mother's room to find her dancing the horizontal tango. But then again she usually stayed in her room and gave them full warning. Sometimes.5

Oh, shit what if Chrysanthemum were to leave the room or hear and come...Oh shit!Potter looked at the door then back at Moss. She knew from the look on his face that he was thinking the same thing. But after a few seconds he shook his head.
Hell, naw! Id rather die. I'm not doing it, you're the oldest. You do it! Potter took an educated guess and figured that's what Moss's reaction would be. She took a deep, deep breath before she stood and prepared herself for several years of therapy. 6

Potter wrenched open the back door. "Mom, what the fuck are you doin'!" The girl tried not to cringe at the sight of her mother's legs above her head. Monica fluttered her eyes open. She looked around as if trying to gather where she was.7

"Wah?"8

"Mom, you fuckin' where we eat! Why aren't you in your room, Chrys could have seen you!"9

The man folded his arms waiting to see who would end the argument. But after taking a second drop look of Potter he grinned smugly. "Feelin' jealous, baby? I can always make room?" 10

Potter gripped her stomach as her face heated. Bile rolled up her throat slowly. Potter pushed it back down and focused her anger. She glared at them. How could her mom do this? Didn't she have any pride? Every time Potter turned, Monica was underneath some strange man or going off wearing clothes even Potter wouldn't dare to dress in. Potter closed her eyes trying to calm down. But all she could think about was how stupid her mother was being. Thankful to the condom company, or I'd have a lot more siblings. Potter opened her eyes and clenched her fists. 11

Potter stared blankly at the table, not even seeing its occupants. All the Sunday dinners all the birthdays, the holidays, celebrations had been made hallow on that table. Couldn't Monica and all her holistic mumbo jumbo, see how sacred that table was? And now that sacredness was tarnished. Damnit Mom!
Then the kitchen table collapsed. Splinters and cum went into the air. Moss and Potter ducked, thoroughly disgusted, while Monica just laughed manically. The two adults parted, pleased with themselves. Potter threw her hands up in the air. Now what are we going to eat on? Goddamnit! The man rubbed himself suggestively. Monica noticed and narrowed her eyes. He ignored her.12

"You never did answer me, little ma?"13

"Sorry, I don't get with men tainted with my mom's cooch. Mom what the hell!"14

Monica sat up as she lowered her legs. Her calves were stiff and burning from being up right for so long. Potter had lost the reason to blush when seeing her mother naked, so it was no surprise to her when Monica sat upright on the broken table, legs spread, and began to smoke a cig. 15

"Fine. Ever since I had you, damn it, what a pain you are!" Monica took a long drag. She sat down on the broken table and beckoned her visitor toward her. They nuzzled for a moment before she continued. 16

"Fine. You bastards can cook. Your youngers are in their room. Just make sure you clean before you eat." Both nude persons made their way toward the back of the small apartment. Moss walked through doorway, took one look around and whistled. Potter turned out the door getting her jacket caught on her brother's fist.17

"Hey. You're not going anywhere. We're cleaning this together." Moss stepped over it and grabbed the rubber gloves and two brooms. With out touching fluids or getting splinters, the two put the kitchen in better condition than before, minus the table.18

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All the kids lay on various parts of the couch. Potter lay over the left arm rest, Moss head next to hers as he sat on the floor. Daisy took up the most of the couch, while Leaf sat under neath her, with little Chrysanthemum on top. All five sat watching Dracula. Daisy kept digging her nails into Leaf's arm at unnecessary times. The when Count Vlad pursued his prey she would shriek and jump, toppling everyone onto the floor. By the fifth time Potter was reaching the end of her patience.20

"If you can't watch the movie go in the room and play with your damn barbies."21

"You ain't the boss'a me, Pots. And You don't play with barbies. You accessorize." 22

Daisy flipped her blonde hair as conclusion. Moss snorted and mumbled about the anorexic bulimic bitch not being real. Potter relinquished her arm rest to climb up on top of couch's crest. There she could see better and had more room. Again Daisy shrieked; this time Potter was unaffected. Everyone else told Daisy to shut the hell up or go to the room. 23

"Fi-i-ine. But when that blood sucking thing is haunting your dreams don't blame me." She stalked of swishing her hips and slammed their bedroom door.24

Both boys situate themselves with Chrys in the middle. Leaf wiped his face and rubbed the space beneath his glasses. "Like she doesn't crawl into you bed anytime she gets scared. Daisy's haughtiness increases exponentially." The other three waited for an explanation. 25

"She get's bitchier by the minute." A murmur of agreement followed. But it was Chrys who made a profound connection. "She's gonna be just like Momma. Fucked and bitter." 26

Moss sighed loudly. "Chrys, don't say fucked."27

"Why?"28

"Because I said so."29

"Why?"30

"Do you want to get put in the room with Daisy? I didn't think so. You can only curse if you know how to spell the word. And when you're thirteen."31

"Why?"32

Potter popped her sister in the mouth to settle it. Sometimes Moss can be such a softy. "Because you got no damn business cursing. You are not allowed to swear until I say so. You hear me?" The slow friction of nodding followed. "Good."33

Monica's door cracked open slowly. Everyone on the couch struggled not look in that direction. Potter could small sage and lavender as the incense floated out of her mother's room. That room's gonna need a whole lot more than sage to cleanse it. Potter tried not to think about what would have happened. She enjoyed her dinner and didn't want to give it up just yet.34

"Good evening my babies. Did you all take your dandelion tablets." All of them nodded. "Wonderful. I want to introduce to you my boss, Eli. Eli that Shirley Temple is my Chrysanthemum, this is Leaf. Daisy was the sweet little blonde. She takes after me." Monica smiled and flipped her own blonde hair to prove her point. Eli nodded, searching for Daisy. "Yep, in every way."35

"And the other two, the surely ones. Well you know how teenagers can be. Moss looks just like his father. Sickens me sometimes. The man was a capitalist and cared nothing about the natural ways of things. It gives me a headache to even think about him." Monica squinted her eyes as a dull memory ebbed away. She never did get around to actually remembering. Then she turned her attention to her oldest. Slowly Monica waved a burning holly branch over her first three children. When she came to Potter she waves the wreath around in the girl's face flicking cinders around.36

"This little bitch. Oh, I remember when she was born. Her father forced me to have her. He said that if I killed his baby he would kill me painfully. I believe him. Ass. And I of course had her naturally. Right on this couch." Potter grimaced while her brother fidgeted. No point in moving now.

"My baby Potter was born, so olive and bright. She was 'spose to be a boy. That why she's named Potter. See her beautiful red hair. Has never cut it in her life." Monica took a long drag of her cigarette and blew her smoke in Potter's face. Potter tried to focus in on the movie but all she could see was white. 37

"Did I ever tell you kids why I named ya'll like that? You see chrysanthemum is a beautiful flower that resembles no other. Chrys, you don't look a damn thing like me. And Leaf you're so scrawny. Like a leaf stem. I'm sorry sweetie, maybe if you worked out more." She placed her hands around them and squeezed in mock affection. Chrysanthemum rubbed her eye, while Leaf remained stoic. Monica wasn't phased she looked around the living area and wrinkled her nose.38

"And Daisy well, anyone can see that girl's gonna end up pregnant before Potter does. Probably already is!" Cough, cough. "Moss, actually I don't know why I gave you that name. It could be that we used to refer to weed as dried moss. I smoked a lot during my second and third trimester. I needed that herbal fix. Completely natural but labor's a bitch. That's why I got my tube's tied an none of you bastards are allowed near my condom stash!" Monica Wilson cackled and fell into Eli. She was completely oblivious as to how awkward she had made everyone.39

Chrysanthemum was crying, Leaf and Moss were seething silently, and who knows if Daisy had heard anything. Potter inhaled deeply as she waited. Tell me I'm just like my father. I'll never amount to anything. How we both ruined your life. Tell me, bitch! Tell me! But Monica wouldn't stop laughing. 40

Eli had ignored to whole situation but he was curious as to why she had named her first born Potter. Kid has some nice hair. Wonder if it's red all over. Eli ran his hand across Potter's rear. The girl tensed and began to sit up. But not quickly enough, Eli grabbed her butt fast and held on for several seconds. He pulled her off the couch and swung her into the hall wall. He pressed into her and gripped her wrist firmly. 41

"Don't be afraid. I'm not gonna hurt you."42

"Does that mean you'll left me go or that when you rape me it won't hurt?"43

The man chuckled leaning in farther. "No, I don't force people. They come to me. But I will say that you need to be careful where you aim that pistol of yours." His lips brushed against her ear and he ran his hands down her side gripping, then ended at her waist. "You might hurt someone." 44

Potter looked into his eyes. There was something strange and dull about them. As if something we being suppressed.All the "herbal fixes". Eli stepped away and turned to the still laughing Monica. "Tell, me why's the red head a Potter. I could see her a Rose or Azalia."45

Monica calmed and grimace. "Idaknow. He father...ow...I think that was his last name. It was important at the time. I think." She caught Eli's gaze and held it unblinking. Her voice rang dully and monotone. "I might have their names change though. It was fun to give them innocent names but they've out grown them. You're right. They need proper names. Anyone could instantly find such recognizable names. They need normal ones." Monica stopped blinked her eyes and started laughing again. She clung to Eli and took a long drag in between bouts. 46

"You little fuckers make sure you get to bed before nine." glances back at her clock. "Says ten thirty, so you're all grounded. Potter are working at the institute tomorrow. Don't embarrass me. Tell the slut that she's got squat practice--hee,hee-I mean squad practice at two. Leaf your eye appointment is right after so you're staying with your siblings after they get off work. Don't forget to pick Chrys up at daycare. Good night."47

Then flounced off back to her bedroom. The door slammed. Potter sidestepped along the wall and went to comfort Chrysanthemum. 48

"Don't you buy it baby. Mom's sick, you know that. She get's things a little mixed up when she's sick." The little girl shook here head as if she didn't believe.49

"i was ther when you were born. Cutest baby I ever saw! There is no other flower like the chrysanthemum. On of the longest names for a flower. It's absolutely gorgeous. Girls like to have them as gifts. More than roses even." Lie. Potter didn't lookaround a she spoke. All that mattered was that Chrys believed her. 50

The seven year old sniffed and wiped her eyes.
"More than chocolate? Cause I really like chocolate."51

Potter smiled. Thank the Cocoa GodsShe dried up the remaining tear drops and kissed her baby sister on the cheek. "yes, a whole bunch of a lot more than chocolate. But that's a secrete between me and you, kay?"52

"Kay." Chrysanthemum squeezed Potter's neck and bounced off to bother Daisy about having the longest name in the world.
Potter checked the clock and her time piece. She needed to get her brother's to bed before Monica's happy serum wore off.
She slapped the thighs and knees of Leaf and Moss to get them out of their hazes.
"Yo, nimrod's! Get up, time for bed. Ma's gonna have a cow if ya'll are late again and I have to work too." When neither boy moved she began to pull of her belt. She gave two warning snaps before it came crashing down on their heads. 53

"I said up! Move your asses!" Moss and Leaf both tried to grab at the belt's loose end at no avail. Finally they stood and tackled Potter. Leaf sat on her shins while Moss tied her up in the belt. Potter scowled and wiggled out of the hold. She didn't have time to mess around, plus the kitchen needed to be cleaned, again.54

"I'm not playing."55

Leaf stepped out of range and reordered his glasses. "Neither are we. You leave for days on end and then come back ordering us around, that's illogical."
Potter shimmied the belt down to her ankles and put her hands on her hips. 56

"It don't matter what's logic or not, Leaf. I am the oldest. And if you remember the only reason I was gone was cause I spent my time cleaning up after you so mom wouldn't give you another concussion. So yes, I can order around as much as I want if that means keeping you out of the hospital and keeping the police from asking questions."57

Leaf stood his ground with Moss right behind him.58

"I think the both of you should listen to your sister. When your mom's busy she's the law and it would make things easier for everybody if you listened."59

the group turned to see Eli still rooted in his spot. Oh, crap! He heard everything! She'll be pissed.60

"Get to bed now. Tomorrow you can discuss your bedtimes with your mother." Without argument, Leaf and Moss turned at went to the room without complaint.61

Potter shook her head. Who does he think he is? First he hits on me, now the model father figure? POtter looked up to see him staring at her.62

"I should get to bed." 63

He said nothing. But as Potter walked to the room she could have sworn he whispered a word of caution. Be care when You shoot your pistol, someone might get hurt. Though when she turned around, he was gone. Potter rubbed her head in frustration. You've come too far to lose it now, girl. Maybe some sleep...yawn...will help.