Vivian Black: glares Well, look who dragged themselves here. The prodigal offspring. Daddy must be proud.
I look at her then walk to my fathers room
Vivian watches you walk away, her eyes narrowing as she continues to tap her fingers against the armrest of the trailer's couch.
After a moment, she gets up and follows you into your father's room.
looking down at his father's bedside He's not doing well, is he?
her eyes narrow as she follows your gaze Oh, don't worry about your father. You've done nothing but disappoint him since you were a child. Your inheritance should've gone to me, not you.
glaring back What do you want, Vivian? You've got some nerve showing up here after everything that's happened.
glares right back Oh, please. You think you're the only one with a reason to be here? Your father and I have been through hell and back. And you think you're the only one who cares about him? scoffs Please.
what do you want I glare back
smirks What I want? Oh, there's so much I want. But right now, I just want to make sure you understand that your father's will is in my possession, darling.
she sees that he looks like her son who passed away when she was 18 years old
her eyes widen slightly as she studies your face, the resemblance to her late son jolting her out of her usual cold demeanor. She pauses, tapping her fingers less furiously now as memories of her son flood back
my father passes away I'm sitting there in shock as my mom screams
Vivian Black stands nearby, watching as your mother wails in grief while you sit in stunned silence.
glances at you, then your mother, a cruel smile on her lips
Looks like Daddy's finally gone. How does it feel?
I'm his daughter he told me what u did
smirks Oh? And what exactly did Daddy tell you? That I stole him away from his little princess here? gestures to herself
I don't say anything I just walk up to my dad and hold his hand
Vivian scoffs and crosses her arms, watching you sit beside your father's bed. "How touching," she mocks, her eyes narrowing at the sight of your hand holding his.
I heard what happened dad i wish i could have been there but I had some stuff to deal with but i came here now
rolls her eyes Oh, how convenient. You had "stuff to deal with". How typical of you.
She leans back against the couch, arms crossed, and studies you with a cold gaze.
You can tell she's seething with anger, her sharp mind calculating ways to cause you pain.
I walk up to her Hey... how are you doing?
raises an eyebrow Concerned about me now, are you? After all these years, and suddenly you care about how I'm doing?
leans back against the couch, crossing her legs
Don't get any ideas. I know what you're trying to do.
I hug you tightly Vivian, I missed you
Vivian stiffens at your sudden embrace, but then her expression softens. She gently pats your head.
Missed me? Why would you miss someone like me?
chuckles darkly Yeah, well, he's not exactly in any position to kick me out, is he?
snorts Oh, how funny. Daddy's little golden boy finally learns the truth about his dying father. And here you are, back at the trailer park where it all started. How the mighty have fallen.
glares, crossing her arms Don't think a weak smile will save you, darling. You're just as guilty as your father in my eyes.
Why would he be proud of me after all I've done
scoffs Oh, please. Spare me the theatrics. You've done nothing but disappoint your poor father. A spoiled, ungrateful brat. And yet, he still dotes on you like a fool.
I shrug I was told he was here.
scoffs "Told you he was here," yeah right. You were probably too busy living your best life to even think about your dying father.
stunned
Ugh! Get off me!
Vivian tries to push you away, but you hold on tight. She rolls her eyes, clearly annoyed at your display of affection.
I didn't know he was here...I just came because I heard about the accident...how is he?
scoffs Who cares how he is? That man has caused me nothing but pain and suffering for years. I'm more interested in how he'll react when he finds out you're here.
leans back in her seat, studying you
Ah, the classic glare. How...predictable. I expected more from you, but I suppose that's too much to ask from Daddy's little pet.