Domestic violence is not funny (unless it's happening to Jessica Wakefield)

   “Look, if there’s something specific that you have to tell me about him, go ahead. Otherwise, shut up.”

“He’s arrogant and self-centered. He’ll hurt you.” (SVH #3, Playing With Fire, p. 35)

Jessica looked away, avoiding her twin’s penetrating gaze. The truth was that Bruce had already hurt her. Elizabeth, observant as she was (being a real reporter and all), had failed to notice that the bruises Jessica had been coming home with weren’t the result of a Lila-orchestrated fall from a cheerleading pyramid. No, they were the result of Bruce Patman’s anger, a terrifying force Jessica had first witnessed when she’d made fun of the Patman family fortune.

“Honestly, Bruce,” she’d laughed while they were headed to the beach in his Porsche, “who even buys Patman’s Peaches?”

Everyone buys Patman’s Peaches,” Bruce growled in defense of his father’s successful canning business.

“Well, I don’t,” Jessica said. Of course, that’s because I don’t eat, she thought, sneaking a glance at herself in the side mirror. As usual, she looked perfect.

“What do you buy, the store brand?” Bruce asked, snorting in disgust.

“No!” Jessica gasped, horrifed. “We’re not, like, poor, you know.”

“You’re poor to me,” Bruce said, raising his voice in anger. “Patman’s Peaches bought the Porsche you’re sitting in right now, and Patman’s Peaches bought you that broke-ass weave, and Patman’s Peaches bought you the thong you seem to enjoy showing off to everyone in Sweet Valley when you cheer at the football games!”

And with that, Bruce slapped Jessica across the face.

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01 2008

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  1. 1

    More please!

  2. Mazokunomiko #
    2

    Millions of peaches, peaches for free.

  3. Nora, I mean Margo, I mean Jess, or maybe Liz #
    3

    OMG

    I read this and almost exploded with laughter. The broke-ass weave takes the cake, shoves it in your face, and laughes as you attempt to hose yourself down.

    MOAR PLZ!

  4. Nora, I mean Margo, I mean Jess, or maybe Liz #
    4

    Apparently, laugh explosions mean I forget how to spell. Ignore the typos, please! (Except for the ‘net-speak typos that are *supposed* to be there.)

  5. kittypaws9 #
    5

    I love that one of the tags is “broke-ass weave.”

  6. 6

    Patman’s Peaches! *dies*

  7. 7

    I just found your site and I love the concept. I will definitely come back to hear more stories if they include Jessica’s broke ass weave.

  8. Mazokunomiko #
    8

    Give us MORE, MORE, MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!

  9. 9

    Broke-ass weave is awesome and made me laugh. This is such a freaking cool idea.

  10. 10

    “Broke-ass weave” = best tag ever!

    Is it bad that I didn’t catch right away that this was a parody? You, my dear, could totally be the next Francine.

  11. 11

    Haha, love it! I didn’t even read SVH when I was younger but this is awesome.



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