Hope

Chapter 1:

Don't worry dad your princess is a warrior too.

The weather was pleasant today, I noticed as I was impatiently waiting for him. God forbid , he forgot to pick me but today too . I swear I will kill him this time.

I waited but after some time I gave up the will to live itself. I went back to the campus. The "Rosewood High" had an impeccable academic scores. It was known for our football team and today happened to be one of their matches.
I sat on the bleachers and plugged on earphones.

I decided to wait for another minutes and if not I was sure pulling out the big guns and calling dad. Just then a message arrived.

Ass; I'm waiting outside.

Finally! I picked up my backup and just when I stepped a foot ahead I bumped into a wall. Wait! Was it a wall really?
I gazed up . Into the same gray eyes that twinkled when I was around. The same ones that I always wanted to stare but now it pained me to do the same.

How crazy is time? It's a petty thief.

I didn't realise I was staring until I was suddenly pulled out of my past's trance.

"Uh- um , Sorry I was in a rush!" I said apologetically and low key embarrassed by my awkwardness.

He just  nodded. I stood there , in hopes of a little more than a strangerly nod.
And when I realised nothing is gonna happen, nothing is the same , I  moved ahead . Oh! I wish it was that easy to move ahead in life too.

"Stell."

And now stupid me was also imagining stuff. Seriously what was wrong with me ? But I heard it again. I heard him say my name. I turned around .

I saw him holding up my earpods which I forgot to take along or I had dropped.
"You forgot these", he said holding ahead the box. I took them hesitantly.

" Thanks Liam." I said and rushed out as if there was fire on my trail.

But I wanted to scream at him and remind how he  forgot his promises and most importantly us. And then a thought wondered it's way in my head .
Was there any us at all?

All the memories came rushing back. I call them dark memories because that's what they do . They obstruct my brightness. The brightness which I always had which mum always wanted me to have in me.

I stopped in front of the black Ferrari. I knocked on the window and the grace finally opened the windows.

" What took you so long ?" Ron grumbled.
He was my second eldest brother. The one who resembled my mum the most, with his blue eyes and black ink hair.

" Oh! Did waiting for 15 mins was such a trouble for the princess?" I asked smugly , making myself comfortable in his monster.

"Cut the crap brat and put on the seat belt." He muttered

"Sure thing ass. " I replied back.

While he was taking a turn my eyes went to his right hand on the wheel and I noticed the blood on his nuckles. Again.

" Ron are you alright?" I asked him cautiously. One thing Arron hated was people mending in his business and I didn't wanted to be on the recieving end of his wrath.

He just ignored me . Normally I would have dropped the topic but this time he was bledding heavily and it was evident.

" Are we going to Al's office? Or can we stop by a hospital, please? Ron?" I kept on asking worrying.

" Fuck's sake not everyone needs a bloody shrink like you Stella ! I'm fine. No need to go all mother henly."  He  spat out.

And that made me shut my mouth . A lone tear escaped my eye but it I refused to cry. I would not cry , not everytime.

We reached the manor and I rushed out as soon as the car stepped. Ron on my trail.

"Stella, common Stella you know I didn't mean to." I heard Ron say .

But I couldn't stop. I just rushed out and got under the comfort of my sheets and bed. And all of a sudden I was lost in a peaceful slumber.

I felt a rough hand soothingly moving up down my hair . I opened my eyes and saw it was dad and a huge smile crept up on my face.

I tackled him up in a hug.

"I guess someone missed me a little too much?" He asked in that voice.

The voice parents have which makes you feel home , comforted and safe.

I didn't realise I had shed a few tears until dad broke the hug , tilted my chin and wiped the tears.

" I hate it when you cry , mia cara."  He said while pecking my forehead.

" Here goes my decision of not crying anymore."

" And why did make such decision."

" Because I wanted to be strong"

"You're strong mia cara.  Stronger than you give yourself the credit for."

I just embraced him again. Tomorrow was going to be a new start with a new hope .

But Ron was still on my shitlist. That was not going to change so soon.

Please vote and leave a comment to let me know about your thoughts ❤️