Body Swapped with the Class Goth Girl IV (Ea)

“Dear Raven, sorry seems in order to catch you up, I’ll need to use more than one page. Anyway, as I said, coming home on my second day as you, there was no one home. I was alone, which was unsettling, but at least it was a peaceful night.”

“The next day, however, was Saturday morning. Meaning I had no school to escape to. Not that school was much of an escape.” I woke up Saturday morning and looked around. I was expecting a handful of old, nagging maids, but nope.

There was only one maid, and she was only about ten years older than me. She was very friendly and asked me how I slept. I was surprised; she was the first real person to be nice to me since I became Raven. I got up and told her I slept well.

I then got straight to the point and asked her what was going on. She was a bit confused since I wasn’t specific, so I asked her where the other maids were. She let out a nervous laugh and said that I scared them away.

She explained that they were terrified of my display from yesterday and most of them quit on the spot, while the others decided to use up their vacation time in order to not have to be around me until Raven is back in her body.

I smiled as I found that to be quite funny. I then looked at her and asked if she was a replacement for them. She shook her head and said no, she just normally got tasked by the head maid to do all the work the rest of them don’t like to do, like cleaning the toilets.

So she’s never really around where I’d see her. I then asked her if she wasn’t scared of me like the others. She shook her head and said she completely understood why I did that, and she told me that it was about time someone put those maids in their place.

I had a good feeling about this maid, so I asked for her name. Her name was Susan, and on the spot I declared her the head maid from now on, which got her to laugh. I then asked her if she’d help me get ready for the day, which she did.

She told me Raven doesn't normally leave the house on weekends and spends all her time in her room, but today, Raven’s parents were waiting downstairs for me, so she suggested picking something light to wear so as to not set them off even more.

I thanked her for that and asked her what she recommended. She went to the closet and looked around.  She came back with a black t-shirt and some very short black shorts. It was almost exactly what Raven wore during gym, but she would wear it, so at least I can keep her style going.

I get dressed and once I’m done, I ask Susan to put my hair up in a ponytail. Having done that, I was ready to go find out what Raven’s parents wanted, which I expected to be to scold me. I head downstairs and find Raven’s parents along with the chef sitting at the table.

The chef jumps up and calls me a little thief. Raven’s mother tells him to quiet down and that she’ll handle it. Raven’s mother then tells me that they know I stole the chef’s wallet, and they also know I set something on fire in the yard and scared all the maids away.

She then scolded me, as I expected, telling me that there was something wrong with me and that I disgraced her daughter and their family by acting like a criminal. The chef then spoke up again, trying to tell Raven’s mother it wasn’t just me, but the real Raven was just as bad.

He spun a story about how he always makes her such amazing meals, yet she’s always sneaking into the kitchen to eat things that are bad for her, and on top of that, she throws things he makes her away without finishing and even says mean things about him.

Clearly he was projecting, but I could prove he was lying. So I took a seat and let him keep talking. Once he was done, Raven’s mother asked if I had anything to say for myself, almost as if she forgot I’m not actually Raven.

However, I could speak for both of us, and without even saying a word. I pulled out my phone, pulled up the video I took yesterday, hit play, and slid my phone over to Raven’s parents. Raven’s mother was about to ask what it was but then stopped when she saw the chef toss me on the floor.

Raven’s parents looked horrified, but not nearly as much as the chef. All the color in his face was gone, and he knew it was over. The video didn’t just show he was awful to me but that he had a history of doing it to Raven.

Once the video ended, Raven’s mother looked as if she had fire in her eyes. She told the chef he had seconds to get out, or the cops would be here to arrest her for killing the man who dared lay hands on her daughter.

He looked panicked and ran out the door without anything, which is crazy, as I think he was a live-in chef. I heard my phone come sliding back to me and looked over to find Raven’s parents talking quietly to each other.

Raven’s father said something and Raven’s mother seemed to be annoyed but I heard her agree to something with him. Raven’s father then apologized about that, saying he had no idea that he was like that. Then he thanked me for revealing the abuse his daughter was going through.

I’ll admit it was a start, but hearing him say that made me scoff. Raven’s father then asked me why I did that, and I told him there was a lot more abuse where that came from and the two of them were one of the bigger sources.

Raven’s mother stood up and yelled at me that I was making things up. So I stood up and yelled at her. I laid out everything I had witnessed in only a few days as their daughter and I told them it was misery.

They don’t talk to her; I honestly don’t even believe they care about her. I said, I bet they wished they never had her. Then I talked about how they judged her and the things she liked and clearly didn’t love her enough to support her.

I brought up how the maids follow her around talking shit about her and then the chef, who clearly starves her and doesn’t give her food for school, and before they could use it as an excuse, I said them not knowing was bullshit and only proved me right about them being bad, abusive parents.

Raven’s mother sat down and Raven’s father took her hand in his. They both looked ashamed and defeated. They were in tears, which made me sit down and stop yelling. I’ll admit I felt a bit bad, but Raven’s mother held her face and said I was right.

Raven’s father looked as though he was going to comfort his wife but stopped. He knew at this moment she didn’t deserve to be comforted, and he knew he didn’t deserve it either. The three of us sat there silently for a few minutes cooling down.

I broke the silence and told them that despite everything, I bet Raven still loved them, and despite how they’ve gotten along until now, I bet more than anything else, Raven would love it if her parents embraced her no matter how odd they think she is with the goth stuff.

Both of Raven’s parents looked up at me, and her mother asked me if I thought there was even a chance to fix things, to make up for how they treated Raven, along with how the staff had been treating her.

I closed my eyes and shrugged my shoulders. I couldn’t say for sure; that was up to Raven, but I did tell them that if they don’t try because they think it won’t work, they’d still be awful people. They needed to make things better, no matter what Raven decides to do about their relationship.

“After that whole show with your parents, they started to ask me a lot about how normal families treat each other. Though, like I mentioned, I was raised by my sister, she was always like a mother to me, so I told them about her.”

“I told them stories about how I would mess things up or get hurt and how my sister would be right there to pick me up and make things better. She was always encouraging and supportive, and the most important part, she always loved me unconditionally.”

“That’s… That’s something I told them they really needed to do. It’s something you should have that I want you to have. I hope that’s not weird or anything. Haha, anyway, got a bit touchy-feely there for a moment. Now I suppose I should tell you about what I did to your bullies.”