Author's Note: Yes, my title is horribly purple and flamboyant. I love it. ^^
This is for Cal's Some Kind of Character contest, the first of five entries. The first number corresponds to the word in the table; the second to the photograph. The word is the one from the table.
[056-01: Pig]
She always smiled dearly for the cameras. Her parents were so proud of her. She was their angel, their perfect beauty-pageant-queen angel who could do no wrong. As long as her winnings kept rolling in, Patricia’s parents kept extolling her.
She knew all the moves, every step on the stage by heart. The world saw her as an ideal child. Six years old and wearing makeup that made her look twenty years older. Darling.
Patricia turned away from another camera flash, backstage after the finale of her latest competition, still wearing her crown and holding her bouquet. The other little girls were grouped against the far wall like terrified sheep. Their respective mothers frittered about them, consoling their tarnished-trophy daughters.
The innocent smile turned to a sinister smirk.
The queen skipped over to her former competitors, singling out the runner-up; a rookie beauty queen who had been demoted to beauty princess in just one night.
Patricia put on her innocent face again, coaxing the princess away from her mother’s despairing grasp. Kind words spilled from her mouth like a waterfall, reassuring the girl that it was among her first pageants, and that she would succeed in the future. The princess’s tearstained face brightened slightly.
Behind her back, Patricia crossed her fingers and led the princess to the bathroom. She closed and locked the door, and then pounced. The princess struggled, little limbs flailing, and the queen smiled the whole time. A bitter laugh escaped through her perfect teeth as she pinned the princess down and pulled the handle with all her little might. When the turbulent water settled down, the princess was freed from her prison and ran from the room, sobbing.
Patricia emerged after her, still smiling contentedly.
“Pig!” the princess mouthed at her before turning tail and running.
Six years old and wearing a heart that made her feel twenty years older.
Darling.
