In an ordinary house located in the city of Greensboro, North Carolina lived a relatively normal family, what ever that really means. The family was made up of Alex, Nick, his son, and Sandy, his new wife.
This family was relatively happy with the only problem being the small one of Nick having trouble accepting his new stepmother. In a happier world based on happier movies this problem would be resolved after a series of hijinks that culminated in a heart to heart talk right before the mother left on an airplane. Too bad for everyone involved, this was not such a happy world. Instead this family would invite a plague upon themselves in pursuit of solving this small problem.
The small event that set off this series of dark events was the purchase of a not so simple vintage doll.
The previously mentioned newly married couples come home from a date night. The man was a tall black man with close cropped hair and stubble. His new bride was a shorter redhead with a face full of freckles holding a doll she saw in the window of a pawn shop on the walk home.
"Honey, I love how you are trying to connect with Nick, but you just can't force these things or buy a kid's love. Also, I don't know if he is at the age to appreciate a doll." Alex trying to talk Sandy out of her endeavor.
"I know, but I have to try to something if I'm ever to get through to him. Also, my mother got me and my brother dolls at this age and he loved his." Sandy defending her position.
"I've met your brother and as a result am almost positive that he was just too nice to share his true thoughts with your mother. Also don't you think that doll is a little creepy"
"Oh hush, he's going to love it." Sandy excited and hopeful for Nick's reaction.
Sandy threw open the front then walked into the living room where Nick and his baby sitter were watching cartoons. The babysitter seeing that the parents were home excused herself and left after getting her pay from Alex.
"Look Nick, I got you a present." Sandy full of anticipation.
The young boy whipped his head around in excitement at the mention of a gift. Only for his smile to fall then come back noticeably strained.
"Oh, a doll. Thanks." Nick disappointed.
"I thought you would appreciate it. I know I did as a child when my mom got me one." Sandy deflating.
"Well you're not my…" Nick started before seeing the look on her face and his father behind her.
"Thank you for the gift. I love it." Nick selling his enthusiasm as much as a kid his age can fake it.
Nick took the doll and went up to his room.
"He hates it." Sandy bemoaned after sinking into the living room couch.
"He appreciated the effort and that you're trying." Alex consoled.
"Thanks for that." Sandy told her husband before getting up from the couch and heading for bed.
The next morning the two adults awoke to a surprise waiting for them downstairs.
The downstairs was trashed with things strewn about the floor and someone had carved "B***H" into the wall of the living room with a knife.
"Nick get your butt down here right this instant!!!!" Alex bellowed out, startling his son awake.
"What Happ…" Nick said while walking down the stairs before the sight before him silenced him.
"Nick you're going to clean all of this up and you're grounded for this entire month." Alex trying to keep his anger contained.
"Nick, I thought things were going better. Why would you do this?" Sandy barely holding back her tears.
"Dad! It wasn't me!" Nick pleading with his guardians.
"I don't want to hear it and because you refuse to take responsibility I'm adding another two weeks to your punishment." Alex told his son.
"I'm telling you this wasn't me!" Nick reiterated.
"That's another two weeks. You're at two months now, want to go for three?" Alex questioned his son.
"This is so unfair!" Nick before getting started on the cleanup.
"Honey I gotta go to the hardware to get something for the wall, can you make sure Nick cleans up his mess?" Alex asked his wife.
"Of course, I can handle a kid acting out." Sandy reassured.
Alex then threw on a sweatshirt over his pajamas and grabbed his keys and wallet before leaving for the store.
Things were going fine besides the awkward silence that permeated the downstairs that occasionally broken up by the young boy's cleaning endeavors.
This continued until Sandy got up to get a glass of water from the kitchen. When she was just entering the room with the living room behind her, she was pushed from behind and hit her elbows and knees on the ground. She back up and looked at the young boy looking at her from his position in the living room.
"Nick, we do not try to hurt others. This behavior is unacceptable, your grounded for another month." Sandy getting angry for the first time.
"It wasn't me!" Nick started tearing up.
"It was Fredrick!" while pointing at the doll that appeared on the couch somehow.
"Nick while I appreciate that you like my gift enough to name it, that does not excuse your behavior or lying. Another month of being grounded. Now go up to your room until your father gets back." Sandy turning red in the face.
"I didn't name that stupid doll." Nick mumbled under his breath before stomping upstairs.
What followed was a tense day of Alex fixing up the wall and cleaning up downstairs himself, silent meals, and early bedtimes as everyone was done with the day.