MAD MARY

💀 CHAPTER EIGHT | ENVY OF A TEEN

Leaves fallen and not gave the calm of the forest an enchanted beauty of green. The Beckham family had settled in quite nicely and the huge wooden building had become home.

The slightest trace of crazy could not be found by a hint or unexplainable gesture.

The slightly crazy Alice often smiled ear to ear and blessed the house with the bliss of a motherly feel.

Even Mary the irater one had become quite ordinary. No one spoke of discovering her past or origin.

Well, no one except Richard who continued on with his mischievous calls but at a low key. He had grown weary of George's curiosity.

Everything was in the right word 'perfect'.

All was beauty and well but not everyone thought so.

While the Beckhams moved forward with their lives, a member of the family felt cheated by the workings of life.

By the workings of life; his uncle's abs and top model jaw bones were the reference in this case.

George Beckham was the individual who felt maltreated amongst the family.

He thought of life as a large bowl of injustice and his heart was ship that had sunk in it more than once.

George made a fuss about nothing and everything.

Peace reigned greatly in the home of the Beckhams but in little minutes and hasty seconds George oft corrupted a wonderful day with his attitude.

He yelled at everyone, punched the walls of his room, refused to eat dinner most nights and sat alone at the highest branch on an old maple tree just beside the house of wood.

His episodes meant a lot to him but to the rest of the family, he was a teenager like every other in the world who craved for attention by any means possible.

Due to the later belief, George's actions were oft ignored after a sentence or two.

He hated it.

George wanted to tell his mother why he was that way but she would make a big deal out of it. It would be the first topic spoken of at the dining table.

He would have told his father but the man seemed beyond salvation on account of his suspicious behaviour recently. He would only mock George and call him what he always called him 'A boy'.

George would have loved to express his feelings to his baby sister.

If only she was older than he was. Presently, she was just a child and George thought it unfair to ruin her innocence with his problems.

It would have been absolutely normal and well advised for George to open up to his uncle and best friend, Todd. Well not in this situation. Todd was the source of George's current problem.

Mary had become a part of the family and she began to engage in small talks with everyone, including George. It would have been nice to talk to her but SHE was the problem.

Mary was the reason for the pandemonium in George's mind and Todd was the ignition to the fiery cackles of anger that roamed his soul.

Yes, in a very simple and silly term, George Beckham had been inflicted by the Green-eyed monster. He was jealous.

He hated the fact that Mary opened up so easily to Todd and not him. It reminded him of a sad past. The only past where Todd was the bad guy.

One morning of tranquillity and total norm, on his way to the bathroom, George spotted Todd with Mary.