Vicious Minds (Children of Vice 4)

“You know you still haven’t told me what you and my mom were talking about, right?” I reminded her.

“I know that too.” She flipped the page. Now I knew why Wyatt was mad at me…I did this to him all the time, didn’t I?

“Calli, what are you doing? Hurry up!” one of her sisters said on the other side of the door. She stuck her tongue out at the door before getting off the couch.

“Hold on!” she yelled, putting her shoes back on.

She walked to the toilet and brushed her hair behind her ears. Right behind them she had two small black dots…more birthmarks? She took the paper and unrolling as much of it as she could, shoved it into the toilet.

“What are you doing?”

“Flooding it.”

That made sense…not! “Why are you flooding the bathroom in my house?”

“So my sisters don’t come in and you can hide. We’ll run away so we don’t get in trouble.” She was just tossing more and more tissue into the toilet. She even got a few paper towels and tossed them in. “Thanks for leaving me with all the work.”

“Why should I help you mess up my house?”

She held out a paper towel towards me. “You and me are in the bathroom together. My sisters will tell my dad and my dad will get very mad, and then it will make a big mess, and your mom told me she didn’t want anything to take away from her precious princess Dona and prince Wyatt.”

I wanted to laugh when she said Dona and Wyatt’s name. But I got off the couch, taking the paper towel and putting it in with hers. When it was all finished, I pushed down the handle and watched as the toilet tried to take all that paper down, but it got clogged.

“Finally, Calli, come on! Did you poo?” Her sister yelled from the door. I looked to her hoping she’d be embarrassed but she just focused on the toilet.

“Okay, do it again.” She reached over and held my hand, flushing it once more. This made the water come up right to the rim.

“Move back,” I said, pulling her behind me before I pulled the handle one more time.

We both jumped back when the water started to overflow.

“Calli?”

“I’m coming!” She yelled at them and

looked back at me pointing towards behind the door. “Go hide.”

It’s my house. I don’t have to hide… is what I wanted to tell her but again she was right, for the plan to work they couldn’t see me. So I moved and so did she. She stood right in front of me, my back to the wall, and smacked her face a few times. She looked at me, her eyes almost bugging out of her head and her big frown on her face, before asking, “Do I look scared?”

The act she was going to do when she opened the door.

“No…bite your lips more and hang your head.” She complied and I nodded. “Okay, now open.”

She reached for the handle, but before unlocking it she faced me one more time and said, “I told your mom I was going to marry you, but she called me weak, and she said it like she meant it, so I’m going to get stronger. Next time we meet you’re going to call me an elephant.”

I put my hand over my mouth, trying not to laugh. Marry? Elephant? What?

I couldn’t ask because she already had the door open. She held it open just wide enough to show the bathroom and just narrow enough to hide me.

“Calli, what did you do?”

“I didn’t mean to!” she sniffled and I rolled my eyes. I didn’t tell her she needed to add tears.

“We need to tell someone—” her eldest sister Avena…I think…said.

“Please, Avena, don’t!”

Yep. It was her older sister. Her voice was deeper.