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There we were, standing in the narrow room. My father, at one end of the table, whilst  my mother faced the opposite direction. Tension, and animosity, lay awake in the news that was just shared by my father. His eyes lay on me, waiting for a reaction, maybe a sudden outburst of rage, and distaste, was what he expected. I, on the other hand, had become numb. Test, after test, he had pushed me. Doing things, to generate a hostile reaction from me. I think he had achieved his goal. Day after day, month after month, year after year, I had lost every shred of hope, thinking that he would fix himself. I was just the naive girl, hoping her daddy would change, and become a better man. But I have come to believe the absence of my reaction, towards everything he does, drives him to make such wayward actions.  It was time to give him a reaction. I swiftly got up, letting go of all my built up anger,from his wrong doings. My motion was unlady like, swift and harsh. I was a predator, hunting its prey. All the love and affection I had given to him, prior to the broadcast of the news, fueled my burning rage.  Throwing my chair backwards, his gaze lay upon me, once more, he was clearly trying to anticipate my moves. My eyes shifted, at my mother, who lay in a pool of tears, and the stranger, who was now introduced, as my fiance. I had taken his beating, his verbal abuse, everything, but I would never allow him to strip me of my dignity. He took my hope and my purity, I wasn't allowing him to take my dignity, that was a compromise I wasn't going to bargain with. His face contorts in anticipation. My veins are filled with a fire that I've never felt before. A red army,of dots, and squares, invades my vision. All I feel is pure rage.  “Are you bloody serious !” i scream “I can't really change what has happened can i” he says calmly. His eyes darted towards my mother. “ You know, what of all the things you've done to me, this, this is the last draw.” I said The table rose instantly, targeting my father, my mother screamed out in discontent.   NARRATORS POV . The miniscular table went flying, towards Robert's head, the atmosphere, dripping with timidity, and internal pain. He had been covering for his wife, the whole arranged marriage was her idea, to get rid of Vanessa. He hated himself, for treating her the way he did, but he prefered to be hated by his daughter, than to have her love and be burying her. It's a sacrifice he had to make in order to keep his jewels heart beating. But there she was, her full head of brunette hair, and fake tears streaming her face, the pretence was still very prominent. She had maneuvered her way into his mind and heart. Now he was hers, nothin but a rag doll, obeying her every command, his wife. The pure essence of evil, and manipulation. Now his hands were tied to his head, any suggestive movement of escape, had his life being stripped away. He had fought the battle so hard, but had lost it in the end. But there she was,his Vanessa heart, his jewel he had left her, broken, bloodied and bruised. If only he could tell her the truth.  Vanessa’s anger was imploding on itself, making every box of anger she had buried unlock and invade her mind. Her animalistic characteristics made its way, appearing before her family. She was infuriated, nothing could stop her, nothing made of man nor god could disrupt her plans for her family, but before her plans could fall into place, she looked in his eyes, the searing fear, and pain was evident. She looked at him analyzing his worn out features. A voice appeared in her mind saying “ it's her, your mother, she's the demon, he was just a tool.” “Its her your mother, she's the demon, he was just a tool” A fault in her steps was realized.  The whole scenery moved in a form of slow motion, her mother had lunged at her with a dagger, missing Vanessa, and puncturing the young lad, proposing marriage.  He seemed to have no major damage. But the perplexed emotions invaded Vanessa's face. There was Vanessa’s mother, the woman who birthed her, there she was laughing, like a mad woman on steroids.  “    te videre in inferno. ill stabis” she croaked out.  And she evaporated, disappearing into the air.