gaslight (13) in Gaslight

Lydia stepped in front of the weeping child instinctively, knowing Kate was unpredictable and capable of anything.

“Calm your shit, I’ll take care of it. She’s probably a victim just like me.

Lydia grabbed the girl’s arm and led her into the next room. She pulled her face close to the little girls and said.

“Listen sweetheart, you need to quiet down or that lady is going to get even more angry. What’s your name anyway? Everything is going to be just fine if you just be quiet.”

“I just want my mommy” the little girl sobbed.

“Sweetie, if you stay here and be real quiet, your mommy will be just fine. You just can’t get my friend angry okay? “

Lydia backed out of the den and gestured a silent “sssh” with her finger.

Kate was standing over Hubert glaring in silence as if waiting for Lydia to reappear. Lydia came up besides her and surprised Kate by speaking first.

“Hello Pastor P.

Remember me?

I’m little Lydia. I’d be disappointed if you don’t. You told me I was your favorite.”

Kate learned over and got face to face with Pritchett and said,

” Why don’t you show him your pussy chica, he will probably recognize that.”

Blood still seeped from Pritchett’s forehead. His expression went from clouded to a sense of fear of what was occurring and why. Pritchett instinctively tried to press himself further into the wall behind him as any prey trying to escape a known predator.

Kate continued to stare into Pritchett eyes.

” You don’t actually fuck this thing do you Marion? Far be it for me to judge but that may be a thinking error on your part. “

Marion continued to lay as still as she could with only her low whimpering from the pain of her burning scalp. Ignoring Kate’s remark she asked.

“Who are these people Hubert?”

Pritchett was frozen in fear. Kate replied.

” Why we’re Hubert’s ex-girlfriends. Well, this one is anyway. Didn’t your hubby tell you he gets around a bit? I surprised he’s not banging the little one over there. “

Kate pause for a moment.

“Or is he?”

Marion looked hard at her husband as reality overcame her pain. She asked,

“Hubert?”

Kate interjected,

“Save it lady, I got no time for family therapy. You’re husband is a dead man, which doesn’t fare well for you either.”

Pritchett could sense his safe little world falling in on him. Those he surrounded himself with in false normalcy were quickly turning on him.

Kate finally stood up and surveyed the room. Her eyes seemed to finally calm as she blinked away her rage. She took account of her exit strategy and the eye witnesses surrounding her.

“Lydia dear, I think we may have quite a clean up on our hands here. I see six eyeballs that need some permanent shutting. “

Lydia had positioned herself back in between Kate and the little girl who had braved her way to the entry way and has peeking around Lydia.

“You are not killing the girl Kate. Get it out of your mind. As they say in the movies, You’ll have to kill me first. ”

Lydia’s defiance shown brightly in her eyes and determined chin.

Kate laughed,

“Well, as they say in the movies, that can be arranged.”

Kate dramatically took exaggerated steps towards Lydia while patting the blood dried billy club is her free hand.

Lydia glared at Kate not giving an inch. The others were frozen in time as they could hope their nemesis’s had turned on each other. Both stood their ground silently as if waiting for the other to strike.

Kate broke the silence with a laugh and said,

“Damn, I love you girl. Full of shit and vinegar.”

Kate glanced around Lydia and sized up the little one and asked.

“Okay, I get you don’t want to off the midget so what is your stunning plan to not get us the gassed here?”

Lydia replied.

“We take her with us.”

Kate mocked her back.

“We take her with us.”

“Brilliant. Mind you she is not a poodle. Some one might ask where the kid came from and with one coincidently missing down the street it isn’t going to take Einstein to put two and two together.”

Lydia shrugged and said,

I’ll worry about that. Aren’t you forgetting something like the other two people in the room?

Kate turned and winked at Pritchett and said.

“Saving the best for last.”

Last updated October 10, 2017