Crickle crackle pop: How I killed & Cloned my Aunt | Chapter 12

DISCLAIMER:

I do not endorse anything the main character does.

She is evil, and it is okay not to like her.

I am not trying to make her likable and she was not intended to have redeeming qualities.

Just because she does evil does not mean I am confessing to any crimes, just because she is unlikeable does not mean I am self-inserting.

This is the farthest from a self-insert.

Let's begin the story:

Aunt Margaret is dead.

She's not alive anymore.

I did that.

I actually did that.

The investigation rages on, and I'm trying to clone her to bring her back or allow her to have someone that can pass on her bloodline.

Patty is living with me; she was homeless. I don't want the woman carrying the future of Aunt Margaret's bloodline on the streets because someone may stab her or have her arrested.

I have a lot of money passed down to me from my great-grandma, Gertrude, I don't know why she'd pass it down to a great grandchild. Makes no sense to me. Why think that far ahead?

Patty said it's because she wanted generational wealth.

I have decided to be undoubtedly vigilant with Patty's protection.

I know I don't need to be so hypervigilant.

I just feel I do. I am hypervigilant with my meds, Why? Well, I can't let you guess: I need her to... I can't hurt her.

I don't know what else to say about that. I guess you would have known anyway...

When I'm off my meds, I try not to hurt her, but I always attack those who argue with her or try to fight her to protect the DNA inside of her; Margaret's DNA.

I guess I'll need an example... I think I sound boring right now... I'm on my meds, so that's why things are wild like they were before.

I... Wait, let's try again.

An example of my awkward behavior... Um... Is a week ago. My baby girl, Margaret II, and Patty, about 4 months pregnant at the time, were "chatting" as much as humanly possible between an adult and a baby.

Meanwhile, I was trying to see if I had hid that footage of me pushing Aunt Margaret in the electric fence. I had taken the camera I was too manic to notice and hid it, and I was trying to see if I could delete the footage, but I simply didn't know how. I had to see if I could bury the camera. Why is tech so complicated nowadays? The UI interface was terrible!

I was looking at the dirt mound I buried it in, I was scared I had forgotten.

My memory was fading and I don't know why.

I found myself checking back all the time.

Patty came outside, I heard her. She was already here. I immediately stood in front of the mound, hiding it.

I said "Okay, um, uh... Okay... Wha-what? What? What do you mean?"

Patty replied "Uhhh... You mean what do I want?" She was kind of confused, but whatever.

Um... "Okay, okay, uh... Wanna go for a walk?" What the heck do I do? That's all I could come up with.

Patty shrugged, nodded, and went back inside. That was simple.

I was overreacting. She can't possibly assume I just buried a camera, why would she think that?

So, I went back inside, feeding my mind reasons she doesn't know to protect the unborn child.

On our walk with my child, Patty was telling me about how "I wish I knew how to read. I just can't figure out how to read more than a few passages. I have a second grade level of basic reading, I don't know how to sound out most of my words."

However, Patty's belly is... It's not that big, but it's noticeable, so she accidentally bumps into some loser. He's African-American, so I assumed he was gonna be chill 'cuz she was pregnant and black men normally don't want to hurt pregnant women. However, I then realized he was ghetto when he decided to scream in her face over it. What?

She was apologizing, and while she was, he was asking "What the #$@# even are you?" I knew it was because she was Navajo. Native-Americans are represented so poorly in the media that most people I meet don't even know what one looks like.

I just said "She's Navajo." He was baffled, and started shouting "I thought yall died out?" He's getting rude. What's going on in his head?

I immediately get in front of her. She's confused because she doesn't know what he's on about, but then it looks as if she realized and said "No, we didn't get wiped out."

He started yelling and claiming "You're not a real Indian, you're just some imposter!" And I was confused. How could he come to this conclusion? He doesn't know what she is, he looks at her and sees something, a race he's never seen before, and instead of assuming she's right and that she's Navajo, he ends up assuming doing no research with his phone to see if he's right.

He's also quite rude. He could have just asked what her race was in a better way. Then, suddenly he starts taunting her, making weird jokes on Cherokees, and accuses her of being some kind of immigrant.

Now, I had forgotten my meds for a full week by that time, and so when he charged up, I assumed he was going to attack. Nothing in my mind now says he'd attacked, but I assumed it. I guess I was a little manic, I don't know, but I immediately ran into him and started to punch him in the face, begging him to "Leave her alone!" So she started shouting at me to "Stop! Stop it! Ummmm....!" Petrified, She got out her phone, dialing 911!

I was immediately shoved off of him, he... Didn't wanna hit me? Is it because I was a girl? What? He just ran off.

It wasn't very long that I was arrested. I got out because I claimed self-defense and that he was charging at me, a new mother, and a pregnant woman.

Present Day, I just bake her an apple pie sprinkled with cinnamon both inside & out.

As I took care of Patty, we'd talk & chat over desserts full of cakes, pies, ice cream sandwiches and Oreo cookies. Her parents kicked her out because she trying to convert to Christianity. That'd be odd if... Well, they weren't staunch Muslims who had adopted her after moving to Neo-Florida from Dubai.

They hated Christians with a burning passion, and had raised her from 6 up until she was 16 and started getting into the Bible. She had been disowned for converting to a different religion.

After some time with Patty, it was finally time for her to give birth. I'd give the baby to my brother if anything bad happened to me and Patty didn't want to raise the clone of Aunt Margaret or my baby, Margaret II, to Patty or my brother, Bread.

Patty gave birth to who I named Margaretta, I was originally gonna name her Margaret III or Margaretta III. I even considered Margarita. Instead, I made her full first names Margaretta Margarita Margaret III...

Reproductive cloning was still legal here in Neo-Florida, so... It's not like I was going to jail for it.

Before Margaretta Margarita Margaret III was sent home with me, Margaretta was breastfed by Patty and I let her breastfeed so she could bond. I'm still medicated, by the way. I mentioned that as I noticed how much more stable I sound.

Patty asked me: "Did she want to be cloned?"

I nodded. This may seem inconsistent with what Margaret actually said...

...

Patty: "Because they're making laws to prevent clones from living up into adulthood and to get them forcibly sterilized if their originals or the family didn't want it."

I asked: "What about her wants?" Considering how this will affect Margaretta.

Patty: "Like... If a husband wants to marry the clone of his wife, he can force her to do so to save him from grief."

It seems that I was blissfully ignored and given even worse information.

Patty: "He can legally force her to get sterilized, block her from getting sterilized if she needs it to save her life even, or he can have her killed if the late wife didn't want to be cloned."

So, she's saying he has rights to her life???

Patty: "He can force her to marry him even if she's Married and have any children that aren't his sent away to the father or whoever will take them."

God wouldn't approve of this. That's evil.

Patty: "They can't force her to have an abortion thanks to a Pro-Life Christian woman in Senate, Diana Will, because she blocked them from doing so."

Why do I have better morals than the government? Well, no... I don't... No, I was off my meds when I killed her... Then after I killed her... I got back on my meds... Then I got normal, again... It's just... It's just that I'm on my meds right now that I have better ideas of morals.

Patty: "However, they can force the child to be sent to a relative, live with the ex-husband or family."

Are they serious???

Patty: "If a clone is raped, the original can force her to abort."

"A rape victim?! That'd re-traumatize her! Abortions can be painful as heck! Some women even hemorrhage!" I said...

Because one woman had an abortion via a pill and said it was extremely painful. She went through it alone with no medical care and it was a legal abortion, they never told her what it'd entail! ⬅️ Writer's note: This is something that actually happened.

Patty: "Some of these rules can be enforced by any family member, honestly. Any member has the ability to kill a clone or force sterilization."

How the heck do they expect to force it?

Patty: "Only the original can force an abortion if rape is involved."

So, the clone just has no reproductive rights in a case of rape?!

Patty: "This is in the case an original takes the rape personally upon herself."

This is not their body, though, the clone's body has all rights to her body to keep her own baby.

Patty: "A wife can also force a male clone to leave his wife and marry her, but it won't work out."

Why would they think that would work?

Patty: "Men will just leave a situation like this."

No man is gonna divorce his wife! The government is insane!

Patty kissed her baby's forehead and said: "Did she want- Oh, I forgot you said yes."

I gotta hide this... They'll kill my chance of making it up to Margaret; The baby is my chance. They'll kill my baby.

To be Continued...