Illusion and Reality

Chapter 5 Wickedly beautiful

Another sleepless night, but for the first time, it wasn't due to my nightmares. The thought of sleeping under the same roof with that pendant kept the thoughts running in my head.

"Are you sure you don't want to come with us?" asked Lily wearing a floral maxi dress and dabbing lip balm on her lips.

Lily's voice pulled me back from my world of scattered thoughts, "Yeah, I want to stay here today."

Lily and her family had always welcomed me with open arms but I knew my boundaries. They accepted the girl who was not accepted by her own family. After school, I was more than ready to move out and then Lily asked me to share the apartment with her, the apartment which was given by her grandmother.

My happiness had no limits that day and no matter how much I tried she never accepted the rent.

Sometimes I envied the relationship she had with her family, always loved by everyone. I knew it was wrong, but she had everything I never had....a family. A family that made sure she was always happy and comfortable, whereas mine for sure forgot about my existence the minute I stepped out of their door.

Shaking the thoughts away, I inhaled the aroma of freshly brewed coffee in my hand, "What are we going to do about the pendant?"

Thinking for a while she walked to her room and came back with tissues in her hand. Looking around the room, her eyes stopped on the bookshelf in the corner.

She removed the pendant from the tissues and put it in an empty decorative treasure chest, "Let's pretend it never happened, we will forget about its existence until we find a way to get rid of this for good."

I looked at her skeptically as she put the box back to its place on the shelf, I was not happy about spending another day with the pendant but I didn't want to spoil Lily's day with her mother, "We should get rid of this as soon as possible."

"We will think about something, try not to think about it until then," she picked her bag from the table and walked towards the door in a hurry.

"If you are scared you can always come with me, my mum loves you more anyway."

"I will be fine Lily," I said with a small laugh.

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Looking at my phone for what felt like hours I finally dialed her number, after a few rings when I was about to cut the call she finally answered.

"Hey, mom."

"Samara? Why aren't you in your class?" came the confused voice of my mother from the other end.

"It's weekend mom," I replied, my voice came out small.

"Do you need something dear?"

I could hear the sound of children in the background, "No, I just wanted to talk to you."

Biting my lips I tried not to let the sadness become visible in my voice, I was hoping she would at least ask how I was but my hopes were crushed completely by her next sentence, "Sweetie, do you mind if I call you back later? I am sort of busy right now," without hearing my answer she disconnected the call.

Wiping a stray tear from my eye, I threw my phone making it clatter on the table. Closing my eyes, I took deep breaths, the sad void was a part of my life which I could never fill.

My parents were not happy together, of course as a kid I failed to notice that, but over time it became more and more obvious with their robot-like conversation. My parents were not happy together but they didn't leave each other because of me. When I turned 8 my mom was already in love with someone and decided she didn't want to sacrifice her happiness, her only chance of having a picture-perfect family.