The Villainess With No Happy Endings

Chapter Twelve - Don't Be Dumb

I was getting ready in my room as I was heading over to my ' father's' home to eat dinner with him there. It seemed like our relationship was getting 'closer' and he wanted to show his improved opinion of me by having me eat dinner at his house.

I didn't feel honored by this at all. Just made me feel like he was telling me I should be thankful that I can be in his grace. I hated this man and one day I wish I could become higher than him in status. Not through marrying someone powerful but with my own skill.

I let out a sigh as I realized it would be a long process for me to reach that goal of mine. Even if I see him as a piece of shit this 'father' of mine is someone who earned his status in the world. He is ruthless in his deals and doesn't let useless emotions affect his business deals.

I looked at myself in the mirror and reached up to touch my eyes. I hate to admit it but my eyes remind me of him. So cold and empty. I wish I could dig out my eyes so I don't have anything that reminds me of that man.

Feeling the sticky sensation of blood on my fingers as I take out my eyes... It would be painful but it would get the job done. I would no longer be able to see his eyes anymore...

Before I got too deep in the dark emotions I composed myself. I was getting better at doing that. I don't get to the point of panicking whenever my emotions get too much for me to handle and my magic goes to consume me. It still annoying that this happens at complete random without me being able to stop it.

"O noso doce neno, cara a onde te dirixes con roupa tan fermosa? (Our sweet child, where are you going in such beautiful clothing?)" I was slowly surrounded by a huge shadow as I looked in the mirror. I felt cold hands touch my shoulders but it didn't make me feel uncomfortable. I lean into the hold of this shadow being and nuzzle into their embrace.

"I have to go eat dinner with my father and brother today. Even if I hate it I don't want to look like a slob in front of them." I could feel the figure take a hand off my shoulder and touch my hair. They were being extra careful not to mess up the high ponytail I had held together with a daisy hair tie.

"Parécenos interesante que, a pesar de que os odias, non queiras parecer mal diante deles. (we find it interesting that even though you hate them, you don't want to look bad in front of them.) Por que non queres parecer mal diante deles a nosa doce Aurelia? (Why don't you want to look bad in front of them our sweet Aurelia?)" When they question this I felt myself freeze for a moment and look at myself in the mirror.

I was wearing a long black wrap dress with round short sleeves. I had white stockings under my dress and was wearing high heel flats. I had a white cardigan on as well that gave me a mature look. I felt happy when I first put this on but now I am questioning the reason for it.

I couldn't believe that I was doing it hoping that either my 'father' or 'brother' would compliment me... I don't care what they think about me. I am doing it because I like these clothes... right?

'I wish they could love me... Even if they look at me with such hate-filled eyes I can't help but love them still. One day I will be good enough to earn their approval. We will be a happy family and we will live together.'

'How fucking disgusting. What is this? Some fucking bullshit children cartoon where love and understanding will fix this fucked up family? I can't tell if this is the original Aurelia or if it is you ▇▇▇▇▇. They hate your guts and wish you weren't here. Nothing clearer than that.'

'If I keep on trying they may one day love me. Is it wrong to wish for that? I must not be doing enough. That's why they still hate me. I have to keep getting better. I want them to look at me with love in their eyes.'