I'm Not Cinderella

C H A P T E R 3

Chapter dedicated to @TheThird3 for being such an awesome friend. I couldn't ask for a better friend ya know? I love her sooo much :*

C H A P T E R  3: 

The words he said electrifies every inch of me, that it could definitely light up a whole city. Oh, these electrons in my nerve endings. I've never known this guy, I've never had any idea. Well I guess something happened, and I couldn't reminisce. If I could remember him? Jeez. 

The next morning a nurse came to my room and declared I could be already discharged from the hospital. Louise was there and we both crept smiles on our lips. Carefully the nurse assisted me upon sitting on the wheelchair. My arm's on a sling and atleast for now I could feel better. So much better. That's when Tristen entered the door. 

"So she's good to go?" He smiled. Oh I love it. The nurse nodded and finally we proceeded towards the elevator. And then down we go!

Outside was my "brother's" Lamborghini. It was parked just near a mango tree. I don't know, he won it from a lottery last year. But yey! I'll be able to ride it  now for the first time. We're not actually that close, he's 19, however I'm 16. He loves tarantulas and spiders so much, don't ask. 

Oh look! Mom's not here, bet she's at the casino. Playing pokers. Multiplying money, or probably just wastin'.       

Hmm. It's a great morning by the way! 

"So!-" Tristen coughed. "You going now?"

"Ahuh?" I simply nodded. But inside my mind were innumerable thoughts. What about the dinner?.. You going to call me?.. Can I have your number?.. Could I still see you again? Sheesh. What was I thinking? I seemed so desperate. 

"Alright. See you." That was what he said. See you. I couldn't be happier. But he didn't say later nor soon or even tomorrow. 

But I didn't look back nor utter a word, and somehow not a phrase. I left. With my weird brother. 

Back at home the maids were there to welcome me back and wished me for a full recovery. I was indeed thankful. They've got golden hearts and they never ever treated me as a foster child. They treated me like an equal. I'm grateful. So grateful I have them in my life. 

Notwithstanding the nice things that ever happened to me for these past few days, I still feel broken and left. I'm somehow agonized and that my heart is full of scratches. How could god allow these things to happen for me? My mom sold me, my dad was nowhere. I did not know him. And now I even forgot how my mom looked like, how she used to be the most beautiful woman in the universe. 

The firmament's azure today, and the puffs of clouds looked comforting. As I lived in the attic, I only looked at the sky, dreaming how much impossible would it be to get through this bittersweet life. As the birds melodiously echoed amidst the summer atmosphere, and as the blinding sun warms the whole planet, I could somehow feel that someday things will be okay. I'll get through this, and I'll forget the pain. 

I breathed out heavily and yawned, outstretching my right hand. I went to bed and fell asleep. 

That night mom's still not home, bro was watching spider fights over youtube and Louise was simply reading her favorite book. 

"You never get sick of reading that, don't you?" I asked playingly as I sat beside her on the sofa. 

"Nope." She replied. 

"Great! But if you're reading my life." I said reluctantly. 

"Yeah." She sighed. "Wait... what?"

"Nahh, nothing." I smiled like an innocent kid. 

"Candiiiicee!!" A maid called from downstairs. 

"Yes, Rita?" I replied, making my voice clear and loud. 

"Someone's looking for you!" OMG. 

"Who is it?" I asked. 

She was quiet for a while, maybe interviewing the visitor. 

"He's name's Tristen!" 

Oh damn.

This is better than chocolate.

~It makes me happier. 

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Author's Note: 

School's over, and summer vacation's coming, so get ready for more updates! ;)'

I'm a Unicorn with fats, 

Lou X