Cinder Ella (boy x boy)

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A/N hey readers so it's another gender bend fairytale😋😊ahhh and with my baby Troye Sivan Mellet😍😍OMG I'm so excited to write this and with Troye as my lead oh god baby. This lovely beautiful song bird will take us on a journey (Also I just realized how perfect Troye was for my male Cinderella, beautiful, elegant, sassy and boy a singer, JACKPOT!!!!) Soooo without further adieu bye readers......

Cinder's POV

I sighed quietly as I hung the last of the sheets on the line, pinning it in place I wiped the sweat gathered at my brow. The cool breeze caressed my skin wrapping me in its coolness before moving on. I wish I could be like the wind going and coming without anything to hold me back, nothing to stop me "Cinder?!" I cringed at the loud obnoxious voice of my stepbrother as he shouted my name from the second floor. Alas my wish was just that; a wish, because I know I won't be leaving here anytime soon especially with these three turds. I sighed for the millionth time today before glancing up, there stood Driu glaring down at me with his hands perched on his hips, his dull brown eyes narrowed as his pale lips pulled back in a snarl. "GET IN HERE!" I mentally scoffed at his childish behaviour before picking up the basket and heading towards the washroom humming a soft tune. I took my time in climbing the back stairway in the washroom since I was adamant to meet and greet with my stepfather whom I know for a fact would be sitting in one of the many couches sipping his wine, ugh.

Reaching the second floor I knocked softly twice before opening the heavy oak door "What took you so long?!" Screamed a voice as clothes were thrown at me from all directions, gathering them up in a lithe arms I turned to look at the boys running around the room. Driu was digging into one of his thousands of chests spilling it's content on the floor, muttering to himself his muscles flexing as he did so. I turned towards the closet just in time to see Anas the older of the two dashing out with mounds of suits in his arms obstructing his view. I held in my laughter as he tripped over his brother both tumbling to the ground in a heap "Watch where you're going dumbass!" Shouted Driu "Watch where you're kneeling dumbass!" Shouted Anas, I watched the two stared each other for a few seconds before punches were flying. I shook my head as I watched the two idiots roll around in the piles of clothing that I unfortunately have to clean up soon. "Get off of me with your ugly face!" I looked down to see Anas straddling Driu a triumphant grin spreading across his face. His muscles a bit more prominent than his brother's flexed as he restrained his twin "we have the same face dumbass." Anas chortled as he continued to smother Driu. They continued to shout at each other as I went around the room folding and putting the forgotten clothes back where they belonged. "What is going on here?" The deep gravelly voice of my stepfather had small shivers of fear running down my spine, I looked up through my lashes at the towering man, his frame looming with a dark presence in the dark as he glowered at his sons. "Father he tripped me" Anas whined as Driu rolled his eyes "no this idiot tripped himself." I mentally rolled my eyes at the two idiots. "Enough of your tomfoolery, get dressed this instant." The tone of his voice left no room for argument as the twins scattered to get ready. "And you." My body tensed as his dark eyes pierced my soul "yes Sir Tremaine." I answered soft but firmly "clean this place up boy." His eyes narrowed slightly before he spoke up again "we are leaving and I expect supper to be hot and ready by the time we return." I nodded with a low yes Sir Tremaine before he turned on his heels his black cane clinking as he goes, snickers sounded as I watched the twins laughed at me before hurrying after their father. I stood there silently until I heard the front doors shut and the scrapping of the chariot's wheels and neigh of the horses faded before I released a quiet breath. The twins I'm not scared of but their father oh lord his evil glances will melt any ice and freeze any desert, the man no doubt is a handsome fella and mom had fallen for his charms ready at will to do his biddings. Not me though, I've never done anything in this house of free will, I did it out of pure fear of being thrown into the streets. Sighing I went about cleaning the room, lightly dusting before heading to the kitchen, the orange glow of the sun going to hide behind horizon casted the kitchen in a eerily beautiful glow that had my heart melting. Glancing at the clock it read half past six which should give me enough time to prepare supper and hide a plate somewhere so that I could eat later. Humming softly I picked out the ingredients to prepare chicken cordon Bleu which takes a little time to prepare. I glided around the kitchen as the words of one of my favorite songs came flooding from my mouth.
The truth runs wild
Like a tear down a cheek
Trying to save face, and daddy heart break
I'm lying through my teeth
This voice inside
Has been eating at me
Trying to replace the love that I fake
With what we both need
The truth runs wild
Like kids on concrete
Trying to sedate, my mind in its cage
And numb what I see
Awake, wide eyed
I'm screaming at me
Trying to keep faith and picture his face
Staring up at me
Without losing a piece of me
How do I get to heaven?
Without changing a part of me
How do I get to heaven?
All my time is wasted
Feeling like my heart's mistaken, oh
So if I'm losing a piece of me
Maybe I don't want heaven?
The truth runs wild
Like the rain to the sea
Trying to set straight the lines that I trace
To find some release
This voice inside
Has been eating at me
Trying to embrace the picture I paint
And colour me free.