Caleb's daughter.

 Pregnant? Wow...

   Sandra could not even fathom words as she sat at the table.

     "Congratulations,my darling." Came the voice of the elderly woman. Sandra looked up, and to her surprise, the woman was beaming at her.

     "Thank you." She calmly replied. Her hands stretched forward as she grabbed a napkin. She knew the game he was playing. 

 With that announcement, she had to get pregnant, and quickly at that. Two could play at that game.

     "Where did you meet?" She asked.

      Sandra beamed at her.

    "It's of no importance, mom." Anthony quickly cut in.

      "It's no big deal, hun." She said, placing her hand on her supposed fiance's arm. He glared at her.

   " As a matter of fact," she started, turning to Anthony's mother. "We have know each other for over fifteen years. "

   "fifteen?"

     "Yes" Anthony quickly replied . " I'm surprised you don't remember her." He taunted with intense stares to his mother.

    "Oh,honey. I'm so sorry I can't recall who you are. Have we met before?"

    Sandra's lips parted to speak,but Anthony beat her to it.

      "Caleb Martinson's daughter." 

    Anthony's mother's face grew white at that second. Sandra stole glances between the two in the heated moment.

    "Mind if we speak for a minute?" His mother asked.

    "I thought you'd never ask." He replied,pulling back the chair.

 Quietly,they both exited the dinning and headed towards the balcony.

  It had been what Anthony presumed to be ten minutes later when his mother finally stomped the cigarette butt into the jar of water.  

    She looked up to find him,lazily pressing his weight on the door. His hands were shoved into his pockets and his leg was halfway crossed above the other.

    "Care to explain what the fuck is happening downstairs?"

     "No."

    " No?" She screamed hysterically. "really?"

   " Did it really have to be Caleb's first daughter?"

    " Would you have preferred the second? I would have honestly gone for her,but she is unfortunately a minor."

    At that statement,his mother's hand flew across his face.

    Shocked, Anthony bit the inner part of his cheeks as his hands molded into fists.

     The entire space grew quiet,but hot.

     "This isn't right." She said in a hushed tone.

   Anthony could only chuckle at her ridiculous statement.

    "Then,what is?"

   She looked up at him.

    "Continuous sex with Caleb Martinson wasn't right either,but you didn't care. Lavishing excessive funds on that fool wasn't right,but you did it anyway." 

   He took a step closer to his mother,closing the distance between them. His hands remained in his pocket as he towered over her. She shrunk in fear.

     "What's right doesn't matter. What I want does. You'll give it to me."

     " Never!" she refuted.

     "oh,honey,but you will." He mimicked his mother's high-pitched tone. 

    His lips touched the tip of her forehead in a mocking kiss.

      "Get an adequate rest tonight,mother. It might be your last." 

   With that,he strode out of the room.

     Sandra had finally given into the air of the environment. Everyone seemed chattery as long as Anthony,his brother and his mother were absent. The children at the table had told different stories to her. Ones of them at Disney world,Hawaii and even Africa. They seemed as well learned as their mothers. Despite the fact that the women at the table were educated,powerful,skilled and fearful,they made her feel like one of them.

     "What's the big plan to take over the fashion world?" One had asked as she dug her fork into the meatball. 

   Sandra gulped a large deal of saliva. She had never thought of her life outside college. She was still yet unsure if she would make it through.

   Noticing the pale look on her face,the women took compassion.

     "It's okay to be confused at times." One said.

     "Yeah,you can't have your entire life figured out. It was stupid of me to ask." The other seconded.

    Sandra smiled in polite relief.

    "Tell us, how did he propose?" One of Anthony's sisters popped the question.

     She felt herself slightly choke on the meal in her throat.

     "Pardon?"

    "How did Anthony propose?"

    Every eyes were set on her. She didn't know what to say, and neither did she know what he might have told them. Taking the wrong foot would create great consequences.

      "I believe it's been if the story isn't told now. It's a bit...." She trailed off slanting her cheeks

      "what do you mean, miss Sandra?" A cute girl, asked looking up. Sandra smiled at her.

     " It means it's nothing for people of your age." Her mother retorted.

   She cowered in silence.

    The entire room silenced itself.

  Feeling the uneasiness,one of Anthony's sisters finally spoke up.

    "I am hosting a charity event,next week and I would love for you attend. What do you say?" 

     " I would be honored."

     "great. Wear something you hate. "

      "Why?" Sandra asked in a chuckle.

     " Cause it will get messed up. Really messed up. We are going for trash cleaning. Not just any trash,but sea trash. It's like normal trash,but the elder brother to it. It's so icky,and disgusting and annoying."

      " You seem to hate it."

       "I do."

     "You shouldn't do what you don't like doing "

     "Oh no,dear. I hate the trash,not the trash pickup. I like taking out trash,just like you."

     " I take out trash?"

     "You're taking the biggest trash in the country off our hands.."

  The whole table bursted into laughter. Sandra sighed in content. She loved the family. 

      "Get up, we're leaving." Anthony's voice intoned as he walked into he dinning room. Sandra's lips parted in refusal.

     "Now."

  She rose to her feet. When she was finally having a bit of fun,her dumb fiance just had to ruin it.

     "Thank you for having me." She said to everyone with a smile,before she turned to him.

     "I hope you rot in hell." She whispered to him,right before she stomped out.

    Sandra could hear the footsteps trailing her. They were calm,precise,and conscice.

     She noticed as he pulled his door open and sat in.

     "Get in."

    "No "

  He growled at her statement. Who the fuck did she think she was to defy his orders?

   He stepped down from his car.

     "Dio."

  Dio came forward,grinning from ear to ear.

     "Place in her in the trunk of my car."

    Her eyes popped.

 He wouldn't dare.