"Hello? Hi, I would like to report a hit and run, please. Yes, hm - just passed the limits, actually."
"I don't really know but I think we are still on the one-o-one, but - okay, we'll wait. Thank you."
Yes, Caroline Haverford couldn't wait to explain to the officer they would send that it wasn't exactly a hit and run. It was more of her stepmother hitting a deer that ran away faster then they could blink.
With one last look at the thick, green forest around the road, Caroline tucked a golden blond stray hair that had fallen off her ponytail behind her ear and made her way back to the car. She doubted anything bad would happen to them right there, but still it was better to wait in the car, where Madeline would safely lock them, than stand at a cold, deserted road.
Safety first, were her father's favorite words.
Plus, it didn't help that it was forty-one degrees outside, which marked the january she would have to endure up until now - such a far cry from the sixty she was used to, that she didn't even believe it was the same season.
"Did they answer? Are they sending someone? Did you tell them it wasn't my fault?" Maddie asked her as soon as she sat down on the heated seat of the "brand new and safest" car her father could find for them.
Despite being, in fact, a very beautiful woman, Madeline was very different from her mother in many ways; whereas her mother had been all southern beauty with her blond hair and dazzling smile, Maddie had her perfectly tan complexion, a heart shaped face and big, shining, green eyes.
She was also fifteen years younger than her mother, so.
Caroline's father had married her many years ago, right after he had split from her mother, when Maddie had just given birth to Holly and their oh, so sordid affair was revealed.
Madeline was the daughter of columbian and cuban immigrants, who were unfortunately very poor, and thus she was on the trash list for both her mother's and father's families, which meant that as soon as the divorce papers were signed and her Father moved in permanently with his new family, his parents disowned him and her mother took Caroline back to Beverly Hills.
It meant Caroline grew up in the Golden State, living with Grandpa and Grandma Graves, with constant visits from her paternal grandparents, Christopher and Justine Haverford, and with very little contact with her father up until her mother's passing.
It also meant that she grew up hearing all about her father's new family, how shameful her father's actions had been and plenty of passive-aggressive comments about her stepmother and her half-sister.
So with her father demanding Caroline drop everything to move up to Washington, and all but threatening taking legal action against her grandparents if they tried to stop him, she was trying to disregard the harsher points of her family's opinions and get to know Madeline and Holly, because ever since she got to Washington, Madeline had been nothing too sweet and kind to her.
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FanfictionCaroline Haverford has lived most of her life with her grandparents in Beverly Hills, but when her father, Rupert Haverford, is named the new state's attorney for King County, Washington, following a massive crime wave, it causes a major break with...