Back Talk

Ch3: Go crazy, kid.

Once we finally arrived at our 'destination' as the GPS called it, Shannon quickly got out of the car and rushed over to get a cart. It was kinda funny how she knew exactly what Chet wanted her to do before he would belch it out of his stupid mouth.

She placed Darren inside the toddler seat in the cart and placed the pacifier that he was 3 years too old for inside his fully-teethed mouth. Chet was already heading towards the fancy-shmancy automatic doors of the store. Inside Wal-Mart was completely white, white floors, white walls, white ceiling. Gosh Wall-mart would it kill you to add a little variety?

After about 3 minutes of walking around the big white building Chet stopped dead in his tracks "Amanda, take Darren over to the toy aisle and put whatever he wants in the cart." Chet ordered me

"OK." I responded.

"What was that?" he asked me in the harsh and evil filled tone he was known for. "You know its things like that that get you an extra slap when we're home." His giant veins in his necked popped out of his neck with pure anger.

"Yes sir." I responded. He had no idea what he was in for.

Because there was no way in hell I was going home with this guy.

Chet shoved the cart into my hands and placed Darren into the large part of the cart.

“Go” he demanded

“Yes sir,” As I walked on over to the toy aisle, people kept giving me funny looks. And then I remembered my neck was probably still purple and I had 2 bruises on my face from a couple days before. Because of the fact that Chet beat me up practically every day, my face was never perfect, there was always some sort of bruise or scratch on my face.

We arrived in the toy aisle and I saw Darren's eyes get as big as dinner plates so I picked him up out of the cart and placed him on the tile floor.

All around us we were surrounded by toys of all kinds, and one of each color. There was a spot towards the middle of the aslie that was completely pink. 'Barbies' I guessed. 'And all her friends too, what a load of crap.'

There was a girl at my school who reminded me of Barbie, her name was Kari Peterson. She paraded around school in her short-skirts and high heels, acting like she owned the place. Which I guess she did since her dad was so rich he practically owned the whole town.

She started a rumor about me that I wear small clothes because I had a mental disorder that made me think I was aging in reverse.

Yeah, because that explained my 3.8 GPA. She knows what that stands for right?

"Go crazy, kid" I told him snapping out of my rant. He smiled and some drool ran down his shirt. I swear there’s something wrong with that kid.

Darren distracted? Check.

As I followed Darren into the next aisle over I realized Shannon had left her purse in the cart. I smiled to myself at how stupid she was. I opened up Shannon’s purse and pulled out her ugly leather wallet. To my surprise it was full of 20 dollar bills; there were at least 5 of them. I placed them in my pocket and saw that she had a bunch of credit cards and other card-shaped things. I also saw the keys to the jeep and I pocketed those too.

"Let's have some fun." I smiled to myself. I left the ugly Prada purse and the cart on the side of the aisle.

“Darren” I called. I waited but heard nothing. My adrenalin pumped up for a second but then I thought to myself.

“Humph, let it be” I didn’t care; let him do whatever the heck he wants. I ran to the nearest scrap-booking place and found an opened pair of scissors. I grabbed a vase meant for putting fake flowers in or something. I quickly dumped the wallet everywhere in the hallway; it made a satisfying splatter all over the floor.

Wow, for Wall-Mart, this place didn’t have many people in it. I looked through all the cards until I spotted one with ‘credit card’ written on it, I also grabbed her ID and a gift card for Wall-Mart with $20 left on it. I placed the three cards in my back pocket and proceeded to cut up all the cards and sprinkled them inside the vase.

And for the third time that day, I smiled.

That must've been a record.

Shannon irritated? Check.

(((If you haven't already figured it out, the big white building the symbol of heaven, meaning that Amanda is in a safe place that Chet cannot hurt her in, yet he still has total control of her. The fact that she asks Wall-Mart for 'variety' shows she is too young and innocent to realize it is her safe haven.)))