<b>Chapter </b><b>208 </b>
Chapter 5: Do you even know who I am?
Josie made her way downstairs to the dining room. She couldn’t wait to see what these favorite <i>dishes</i>‘ were. In the five years she was in this family; never once did they ask her about favorite foods. In fact, they didn’t take the time to learn anything about her. As she made her way to the table, the strong smell of seafood shot up her nose.
There were several different seafood dishes. Fried red snapper, blue crab, chilled shrimp over ice, and grilled lobster tails. All of this would have been great if not for Josie’s seafood allergy. Josie had a serious allergic reaction to seafoods; one bite off the wrong kind and her throat would immediately close up. She wondered who’s idea it was to serve these dishes. Just then, the family all came into the dining room. Vanessa was the first to speak.
“<i>Josie</i><i>!!! </i>I’m <i>so </i><i>happy </i><i>you’re </i>home<i>!!!</i><i>” </i>
A Vanessa bounced over causing Josie to take two steps back. She didn’t want to touch her. She was already hip to Vanessa’s little games. One hug could turn into a drastic fall. As soon as she backed away, Vanessa’s face fell. Guess it was time for the waterworks. As if on cue, Vanessa began to cry.
<i>“</i><i>Josie</i>…I<i>…</i>I’m <i>sorry </i><i>for </i><i>trying </i><i>to </i><i>hug </i><i>you</i><i>. </i><i>I </i><i>was </i><i>just </i><i>so </i><i>happy </i><i>to </i><i>see </i><i>you</i><i>, </i><i>but </i><i>I </i>guess <i>you </i>hate me <i>now</i>. <i>It’s </i><i>okay</i><i>…</i><i>I </i><i>deserve </i>it!!<i>” </i>
Suddenly, Jamie spoke up.
<i>“</i><i>Ness</i><i>!! </i>That’s <i>not </i><i>true</i><i>!! </i>Don’t say <i>that</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>
Vanessa began sobbing louder.
<i>“</i><i>No </i><i>Jamie</i><i>! </i><i>It’s </i><i>okay</i><i>! </i><i>I </i><i>understand </i><i>if </i><i>Josie </i>hates me now<i>!!</i><i>” </i>
Josie stood in silence. She was immune to this shit show by now. Jamie looked up at Josie in a panic.
“Josie<i>! </i><i>Tell </i>Vanessa <i>you’re </i><i>sorry </i><i>for </i><i>not </i><i>letting </i><i>her </i><i>hug </i><i>you</i>! <i>Tell </i>her that you don’t hate her<i>!</i><i>” </i>
Josie looked at Jamie and raised an eyebrow. His face became ashen. Why wasn’t she saying
anything? Any other time when this happened, Josie would immediately apologize and exin. Now, her expression was just nk.
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<i>“</i><i>Got </i><i>dammit </i><i>Josie</i><i>! </i><i>Do </i><i>you </i>n on <i>making </i>us <i>all </i><i>miserable</i><i>! </i><i>You </i><i>just </i><i>got </i><i>here </i><i>and </i><i>already the </i><i>family </i><i>is </i><i>in </i><i>chaos</i><i>!!</i>”
Laura began plead with Harold.
<i>“</i>I’m <i>sure </i><i>Josie </i>didn’t mean <i>anything </i><i>by </i><i>it</i><i>! </i><i>Right </i><i>Josie</i><i>?</i>”
These fucking clowns. Josie hadn’t said two words and yet in an instant, it was poor Vanessa and mean Josie. Christian spoke next.
<i>“</i><i>Josie</i>, <i>just </i>apologize <i>to </i><i>Vanessa </i><i>so </i><i>we </i><i>can </i><i>all </i><i>eat</i>. <i>She </i><i>even </i><i>went </i><i>out </i><i>of </i><i>her </i><i>way </i><i>to </i><i>pick </i><i>all </i><i>of </i><i>your </i>favorite foods<i>. </i><i>The least </i><i>you </i><i>could </i><i>do </i><i>is </i><i>say </i><i>thank </i><i>you</i><i>.</i><i>” </i>
Josie looked over at Christian. Still thinking about the bruises on her back, his eyes instantly averted
from hers.
<i>“</i><i>Exactly </i><i>what </i><i>am </i><i>I </i><i>apologizing </i><i>for</i><i>?</i>”
Everyone fell silent for a moment unable to answer that question. Exactly what had she done? Jamie tried to give an exnation.
<i>“</i><i>Y</i>–<i>You</i><i>…</i><i>well </i><i>you </i><i>made </i><i>Ness </i><i>cry</i><i>.</i>”
“How<b>?</b><b>” </b>
“How what?”
“How did I make <i>‘</i>Ness<i>‘ </i><i>cry</i>? Did <i>I </i><i>hit </i><i>her</i><i>? </i>Did <i>I </i><i>yell </i><i>at </i><i>her</i>? Did <i>I </i><i>take </i><i>something </i><i>from </i><i>her</i>? <i>How </i>did I
make her cry?”
Jamie’s face reddened from embarrassment. He had no way of answering that question.
“W–Well…”
Just then, Christian jumped back in.
<i>“</i>Look…let’s just all <i>move </i>on. Vanessa picked your favorite foods. <i>Say </i>thank you and let’s eat.”
Josie almost wanted tough, this family would rather eat crushed ss than admit they were
wrong.
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“I’m afraid I won’t be dining with you all this evening.”
Reaching his breaking point, Harlod began to yell.
“This!! This is what we’re talking about!!! So ungrateful!!! Your poor sister went out her way to make sure the cooks prepared all your favorite foods and instead of you being grateful you want to leave<i>.</i><i>” </i>
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Burn note whis turned me