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Sep. 3, 2k15.
Dear diary
One more week left for school to begin. I know it was to begin today but am so damn glad that tree decided to crash on our classroom causing us to get an extra week out. Even with it I'm not sure I could get fully prepared to go back. I know it's been a long summer break and everyone probably forgot about what happened, I'm still too scared to face people. I haven't been out of the house since I got back lately and let me tell you that sucks. Shit it was the last week of school it all happened, see It was at last period of school she-
"Saffira sweet heart you've got 15 minutes to get dressed and out this house" I heard my mom's voice rose a bit higher than before the first time she had spoken. Shrugging it off I went ahead attempting to write again.
"Saffira. Do NOT let me have to come get you"
"Cause we all know what happen last time you ain't listen" my brother added as he passed through the hall way. Releasing a breath of defeat I closed my diary and stamped my way out my room and into the elevator not bothering to waste my energy on the stairs today. In not more than ten seconds I was stepping off into the living room and headed towards the kitchen.
"In the living flesh, she's out" Azlan one of our many helpers, as I call them, spoke laughing a bit. "Would you like me to fix you a plate madam"
"No, am not hung-"
"Yes dare" my mom cut me off, as usual, before i could even finish.
"Here you are. Enjoy" Azlan spoke giving me my food then headed out the kitchen.
Having no choice but to eat at least half of it due to my mother I eventually dug in after about one full minute staring at it. Once I was almost half way through I held on to my stomach groaning a little. Not wanting to look too fake I keep it at a minimum while picking at my food before letting it all out.
"Oh Saffira dear are you OK honey" she asked in her sarcastic voice as if she had no idea of what was going on
"Mommy I don't feel too good, I-mmmh, mommy" I responded trying my best to make it real. Don't judge me I had to at least try and knowing my mom I'd have to be dying for her to give up.
"OK sweetheart, don't worry we'll just stop and get you a pill for that at the pharmacy nearby, k" wad' I tell you.
"I just wanna lay down I feel lightheaded mama"
"You can lay in the car, now get up and stop making slappy excuses because we are going weather you want to are not".
Deciding to just give up, I got up and head out the door and into the car. As usual we had a driver to drive us. I honestly couldn't tell why she would buy herself a personal car but never drives.
Even with school being pushed back a week from now, everyone was to attend this meeting with our parents. I was as confused as hell as to why they would want to see us. What was so important to discuss rather than texting us the information seeing as they had all of our numbers and our parent's too.
Arriving at the school it took my mom a full 15 minutes of treats, promises and motivation to get me to unlock the car door and step out. After that all hell was let loose, I was literally being dragged towards the building by my mother with the both of us going back and forth. Seeing as she was a woman of pride she had our driver, Bob, carry me in on his shoulder while keeping a reasonable distance between us.
Once we were inside the auditorium I place the Hood of my jacket onto my head in hopes of no one recognizing me. I couldn't deal with the humiliation, at least not today. I was so ready to get this day over with.
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"Sweetheart please remove that ridiculous thing from your head and make yourself look presented to the rest of the world" my mom spoke once we were outside the school building and headed to our car which now parked in the school's parking lot.
"Nope" I said, making sure to pop the p extra "the rest of the world would rather not see me and am sure they would understand how I feel seeing me this way"
"Sweety when the rest of the world sees you they see someone who's hiding something or a criminal or possib-"
Oh but I am. I thought to myself zooming her out. Knowing what I did I was no less than that and living with that burden made it no easier.
"Saffira sweet heart"
"Saffira"
"Saffi-"
"Ah yea"
"Are you even listening to me? "
"Yes"
"Really so what was the last thing I said or even anything I said? " she asked giving that and don't even try to lie eye.
"Last thing you said was my name then you asked if I was listening. See I was listening mom now can we go home please? "
"Nonsense we have a full day left to do nothing we are going shopping. Isn't it gonna be fun just the two of us." She started to pout. Seriously I mean who does that anymore, not your parents. "We haven't spent any quality time together since you got back"
"I know mom but can't we just spend our quality time by talking with each other or other ways like how regular parents bond with their kids and not spending time spending on clothes we probably won't even wear or notice in our clothes that probably doesn't have enough space because you keep on adding unnecessary clothes in it every day"
"I know I know I spend too much but what can I say I'm a sucka for shopping" she chuckled a little bit before speaking again "plus your clothes almost empty I had the maids rid it of those unfit close you called yourself liking and donated them for charity"
"Wow thanks mom for thoughtful gesture" the sarcasm was thick in my voice.
"Oh honey it was nothing really"
"Maybe next time your thoughts would be on me and not you" I whispered.
"What was that dare? "
"Oh nothing mother, I was just wondering how you managed to just clean out my closet for no reason" she just simply nodded "who would of thought you would empty my closet just to get to talk with me. Maybe next time you could maybe, mhmm I don't know talk to me, at home instead of having people in clothes I already wore"
"Oh come on sweety don't be mad with me I was just trying to get your attention that's all"
"Yea but come on mom you know how I feel about things I already use, you can't just give away something that becomes personal to me"
"Oh hush now it's just clothes no harm done" I was about to speak but she beat me to it when she raised her finger to my lips and spoke again "and don't say anything else let's just enjoy the moment. OK? " and with that I was left we no choice when I realized we we're entering a store. Oh boy.
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FanfictionLife's not always what it seems to be but young Saffira choose to make the best of it. Or so she taught she has a taste of this thing called life until she was force to learn it's not always a bed of roses.
