Prison Of Glass

06 | kill me now

Anastasia

Does this library have no books on ways to kill someone?

It was almost midnight and I found myself in my university's library, skeeming through some books just for extra reading.

Tomorrow morning I'll have to face the devil.

And no matter how hard I try, I can't distract my mind from him.

How dare he threaten my future?! I get that he wants help with this shit, but this is going too far, and my anger right now has no bounds.

If he makes that phone call, I won't be able to get in. Waterford is my free pass out of this prison, and I know that if I pass up this opportunity, my future will be the same one I promised myself I would never have.

If I stay here, my fate is sealed.

Make the family name proud and get married to a rich noble of the court, flaunt riches and selfishly use them and teach my kids the same thing.

A shiver of fear ran down my spine by just thinking about this kind of life.

I aggressively slam the book on the table, and let of a frustrated breath.

The librarian looks over at me with a stern expression, shushing me, then returning back to her book.

I pay her no attention and continue rubbing my forehead in anger.

I could kill him right here, right now. Who the fuck does he think he is? Bastards like him are all the wrong in this world. Willing to risk someone else's life for their own benefit.

You're smart, Ana, just go through with this offer, it's only a few months. My inner voice nudged me.

Truth is, I want to get back at him, I want him to feel the helplessness he's making me feel right now. I want him to feel the anger he's making me feel right now. God I could just... Ughhhhhhh!

Maybe I could just murder him in his sleep and plant a knife in his hand to make it look like a suicide...

Stop it Ana

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my nerves. I can't lose my cool over some pompous rich asshole.

I have a plan, and Nathaniel François is just a small little bump in my way.

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"What can I do for you?"

I looked at her with a bored expression and sighed.

She stepped inside my room, her hands on her hips and gave me a disgusted expression. She stalked into my room, as I stepped up from the bed, placing my computer and glasses on the side.

"I am going to tell you this the last time..." My sister seethed, walking closer towards me.

She expected me to flinch, or even shrink back a little, but I took a step ahead and stared at her with my head held high and an unamused expression.

She blinked at me for a quick second then returned to being angry at me.

"If you even for a second think that you can get away with humiliating our family in front of the royals then you're wrong?" She glared holes at me.

"It's not my fault that you didn't go to a college." I merely shrugged. "Did you seriously think that they wouldn't find out?" I narrowed my eyebrows at her.

She looked at me like a fish, opening and closing her mouth.

"Who would ever want an uneducated queen?" I said to her, clearly stating facts.