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"Dad!!! I told you not to fucking bring her!!! If you heard what she told me the day I met you... you would probably be convinced of the actual bitch she is. It's her fault I went through hell as a 13 year old!!!" Amy was at the airport, greeting her father... and now the uninvited Rhea. "I highly doubt it. Now, can I have a hug?" Amy sighed and hugged Mark. He was a great hugger. Amy smiled and forgot everything bad in the world. Then she looked up, and saw Rhea, sneering. "Hey Mark? You want me to call a taxi for you and Rhea?" Mark looked at Stefan. "Uh yeah sure. Are you taking good care of Amy?" Stefan grinned. "Well... better then good... perfect actually." Mark laughed and turned around and gestured Rhea to stand next to him. She frowned, but smiled at the same time. It was like she was Satan... but in bitchy step-mother form. Amy stepped away as Rhea was coming to stand by her. She strode over to Stefan, and buried her face into him. Stefan was on the phone with the taxi company. Rhea was kissing up to Mark. The taxi arrived a few minutes later, and Amy sighed in relief. Rhea had been giving her a death glare the whole time they were there. Amy flashed Rhea a little 'bird' and smiled as Mark turned around. He was so clueless. "Hey Amy? Wanna ride with Rhea? Get some bonding time in?" Amy turned pale. "Umm... I'm good with my husband here... but thanks..." "Don't be silly." Amy felt sick. Why did he bring her? Can't he respect my wishes? DAMMIT!!! Amy smiled her best fake smile. "Oh if you really want me to, then I guess I will." Stefan gasped. "Are you sure Amy?" "Stefan, I just want them off of my back. Please just let me handle this." They were whispering. He nodded with concern. Amy walked to the taxi. She pulled out her phone. She gave Stefan the 'call me' signal. He nodded, smiling at her cleverness. She sat down in the cab. Rhea came in, but what really got Amy was that Rhea was a super-model. Damned high heels. Amy felt awkward sitting next to her. She felt so... threatened. Rhea pulled out her lipstick, and a small hand-held mirror. She was re-doing her make-up. Wow. Big fucking surprise. "So, you're pregnant right you little slut?" Amy gasped and frowned at her. "Well look who's talking. You're a mother of what is it now? 5? Didn't you just have a baby last year?" Rhea smiled and nodded. "Don't use that tone with me. Now... is that Steven's baby?" "His name is STEFAN. And yes it is. And I'm not a slut. You're a fucking cunt. And I'm married to STEFAN. Now... how does that make me a slut? You slept with my dad, who was a married man. You're the slut. And if you don't treat me as a person, I will break that pretty face of yours. Now are we clear, Rhea? DON'T FUCK WITH ME!" Rhea looked shocked, but made herself gain composer again. "Well... we got a dirty mouth over the years didn't we?" Amy smiled. "Yeah. And if you make me angry I will kick you out of my house. You're going to leave in three days right?" Rhea nodded. "Thank God." Amy turned to the window, and the taxi driver got into the car. "We need to go to..." Amy told the diver the address, and dialed Stefan's phone. "Hey. Can you talk Charlie? I know, just you pretend Charlie. Yeah it's going perfect. Yeah I can talk for a while. How is Jackson? Oh that's good. Yeah, it's good." Amy was actually talking to Stefan, but she didn't wanna piss Rhea off more, cus she has the power to make you do things, like... leave a car in the middle of the night... yeah. Bitchy right? Rhea glared at her,but started to text someone, probably Mark, pretending to be offended by Amy, and sending tons of x's and o's. They arrived at Amy and Stefan's flat really quick, especially considering she was talking to Stefan the whole time. Amy climbed out of the taxi and paid the fare. She took up her handbag and walked inside, not bothering to help She Bitch. She went upstairs and locked the bathroom door. She slid down the wall, sobbing. She heard footsteps going up the stairs, and a light and quiet knock on the door. "Amy, please open the door. It's ok. They're actually staying at a hotel. It's ok." Amy immediately stood up, and felt her hardening stomach. She smiled and opened the door, and hugged Stefan. "Thank God. You should've heard what she called me." Stefan frowned. "What did she call you? She really is a bitch aint she?" Amy nodded and started to cry. "She called me a slut. And she called you Steven. Even though I don't see there being a resemblance in the two names." Stefan frowned. "You know, I might just ask her to leave." "Stefan don't, dad will hate me if you do." Stefan nodded. understanding. " They're leaving in a half an hour for they're hotel. They just wanna relax after the long trip. Amy nodded and wiped her eyes. Stefan pulled her into another hug. Amy took his hand and walked downstairs. "Hey dad, can I talk to you for a minute?" Rhea went pale, knowing what Amy was going to say to him. "Yeah sure." She led him to another room. "I wanna show you what Rhea said to me, just ignore what I said, because quite frankly, she fucking deserved it." "What?" "Here." Amy pulled out her phone, and pressed play on a recording. "You little slut." Mark looked pissed, not at Amy, but at Rhea. "Ok I've heard enough. RHEA!!! GET IN THIS ROOM!!!" Amy heard Rhea's heels clicking on the hardwood floors. Amy turned around and leaned into her dad. He hugged her. Rhea walked into the room, shaking. "Whatever she said she's lying Marky-boo." "Rhea, don't kiss my ass to get out of this. You were really a bitch to my daughter. And don't argue that she's a bastard, because she isn't. I was married to her mother, who was twice the woman you will ever be." Rhea looked so sick, it made Amy shake in anticipation, because she had won this battle. "You... you believe what she told you?" "SHE DID'NT TELL ME, YOU DID." Rhea looked shocked. "What?" Mark handed the phine to Amy, letting her play it again. "So, you're pregnant right you little slut?" Rhea started to cry. "I'm sorry Amy!!! I didn't mean it!!!" "Yeah, fuck off. You ruined my life, you worthless piece of shit." Mark didn't argue. He now believed everything Amy had told him. Amy felt wave of pure pleasure flood over herself. "I can't understand why you just said that!!!" "Well, if you hadn't fucked my dad, you wouldn't be here. Neither would your bastard children. Now, please leave my house, and don't come back, or I'll call the police. Dad, you're still welcome. Now, Rhea you better call yourself a cab, cause I don't think my dad wants to stay anywhere near you right now." Rhea's face was covered in tears. "She's right Rhea. If I'm welcome to, I would like to stay here tonight, and maybe longer than three days." Amy nodded at him. "You can stay as long as you want to dad. Rhea, I already said get out. Let Stefan show you the door." Rhea almost smacked Amy. "You... you just ruined everything." Rhea sounded... crumpled. Stefan had been standing in the doorway for almost the whole argument, looking quite frightened. Stefan gestured the way and followed her. "Amy, I'm glad you did that. I never thought she was that bad." Amy smiled. "Yeah I am too." "Now, are you showing yet?" Amy nodded. "Just barely. My stomach's just a little harder." Mark smiled. "When your mom was pregnant, she was showing by the two month mark." Amy smiled and hugged him. "Thank you dad. I hope we're going to be closer from now on." Mark nodded. "I'm without a doubt, leaving that bitch. She's been terrible to everyone... I can't take it anymore." "What about your kids?" "I'll see them when they want want to see me. I wanna move here. It's amazing." Amy smiled. "You know... I've only met you three times... hey wanna see Ella and Ashley?" Mark smiled and nodded. "Yeah aint she 4 months?" "Yeah. It's awkward." Mark laughed. "I'll call Charlotte. She'll take us." Mark nodded. "Much people don't drive here do they?" Amy laughed and shook her head. "It's actually 'many' people don't drive here..." "Thanks... I suck at grammar." Amy saluted him. "Fellow Grammar Nazi." Amy puffed out her chest and Mark burst out laughing. "You know, I feel better already. I'm glad she's gone." Amy smiled. "Lemme call Charlie..."