Chapter 11

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"I've had it with the blistering media!!! All time trying to make us look as we are this horrible raise of people!!! I've had enough of them!"

The whole family gathered in the library of the mansion to hear the meeting that lady Baudelaire had called urgent. Danny sat at the corner while George and Barbara stood by her. They seemed to be very concern about the situation. Their faces twisted and turned at the horn of what they were hearing. Jared was right at the side of his mother. David was nowhere to be found, for he, was still trying to bury the remains of Carolyn in an unmarked grave in his heart.

Although days had passed, he was not able to accept that his love had left and broke his heart into a million unrepairable, shattered pieces. With each piece piercing through his flesh, creating a six feet incision that could only be stitch by her true love. Not the love of hate, but the true love, that forced me to leave him. In his state, he could no longer carry on being the man of the Baudelaire Mansion.

Victoria went on with her complaining, " What are people going to think about us? First this woman comes and goes, like she is it, and leaves us to deal with this problem. Oh my dear, what will my friends say?"

Out of the corner a very soft but yet firm voice spoke, " Gran, why worry about the media? What we need to worry about is uncle David. He hasn't been himself lately."

"That is not the issue at hand. Learn to hold your -"

"Oh shut up! You never held your tongue and by at you've been in crap. So shut up Barbara!" Victoria said with a spat. "Daniela does have a point, which is why we are here. We have some much to talk about, even about my goddaughter Ruth who has not been found as yet. It does make me worry."

"Mother I believe that we should make Carolyn get back with David, like that, we have her under our control and we use her to calm down the media."

Danny's eyes widen with fear. She hadn't yet, told David about Jared's words the other day. What is he planning now? What does have in mind?"

"Oh yes, Jared! We should make her come back and act like she didn't break a glass of wine. How sweet. But I suppose that it can work. Now how to we do that my great son?"

Jared had a plan set right for David. Now yes I'll get my Carolyn. She'll love me sooner that later.

"Leave that to me mother."

"Very well. Jared please bring me your brother! I need to have him here. He's the head of this house and it's only respectful that he's here."

"Oh please mother I am here. I can be the head of the house."

"Jared, I love you as well as your sister, but I could never leave the responsibilities of the house to an individual as your sort. I am sorry to disappoint you but that is that."

Jared and his sister look hurt at the words but they were nothimg new. For ever since, they have never been able to ahow that they too can do things.Barbara walked over to her mother and looked at her in the eye."If you would only give us a chance, then maybe we would know how to run this house. But you never did. Even George could help."

Victoria looked back at her with greater disgust. "I said to hold your tongue if you don't have anything good to say."

Jared went to look for his brother in the office, where he was drowning himself in alcohol. He rested on his chair talking the last sip of Scottish whiskey.

"Mother wants to see you at the library, now."

"Don't you have anything better to do, besides doing what all you are told to do?"

"Don't start with me now. At least I'm not crying over some stupid girl."

"Don't you ever insult Carolyn in my presence." He walked out of the room to see the rest of the family in the library. There is no point in just laying around hoping that some miracle will happen soon.

"Ah, my dear boy! How wonderful to see that you've made it here. Now we need to talk about how we are going to make Carolyn get back to you. Some how she needs to g back with to calm down the media and make you happy."

"This is all you called me for? Am not wasting anymore time with that bullshit!!!"

"Reconsider the idea!"

"Oh hell no! You just want to use her! Am not going to allow anyone to make her return by force! That's final!"

David walked out of the library without any more talking. Danny walked out next. The rest stayed behind to discuss the same topic but in a less serious tone. The last to leave was Jared. He stayed to make sure that he had won his mother's favour. His whole plan was going just the way he wanted it to go.

The day went to darkness when the news of Ruth's death flowed into the hears of Victoria. The grief was felt but not to Barbara. About time they found her remains, or if they were anything left of her. Poor girl, a shame that she died so soon.

Now not to make the story very long and sadistic, Ruth was placed to rest. Willy cried over his lost lover and his child. That is all I wish to say about that. They are really not of importance in my story. So let's move on to the more important persons here.

***

Jared has gotten closer to me since I left David. All part of the game. I do feel horrible for playing around these two brothers but that was and is my plan. In fact that was the idea at the very beginning when I met Jared. All my lies have worked so far, and to those that didn't, in a way the have served to change the game a bit. These I've got Jared feeding from my hand and thanks to Danny, I know how to play my cards right. The poor guy has no clue that I know where he wants to be with me. My game has served to make David jealous and it just shows me how much power I posses over him. My sweet venomous kisses have taken control over his body. It's a sure thing that he won't leave my side.

There is no point to be thinking about David or about love. I have to make sure that my son is safe after I do what I need to do. The media will love these pictures of me and Jared kissing each other. A nice treat for Lady Beth. And a very bitter one for David. Then, it will be these pictures of Barbara hooking up with different guys. I could almost see their reactions. A very nice treat for these folks! Now time to mail these to Andrea and the Victoria.

I do hope that with these David can forget that I ever love him.

***

Every day the Baudelaire mansion is flooded with a wave of mass media personnel who are trying to get a word out of anyone who enters and leaves the mansion. So far it has worked perfectly. The Baudelaire can't take the pressure. As for me, am just sipping wine and enjoying the show from my peaceful home. I can't walk outside without also, being swarmed by the press as well. So am keeping it low. Best part, is yet to come. Victoria still doesn't know what will hit her very soon. I do pray for paramedics to be at her reach. Life has never been this good.

Am setting fire to their insides for fun.

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