Sugar & Spice

Robin's story

Robin's pov

Do you ever believe that things will only get better as time goes on? Well, I don't believe it. The whole saying itself was a lie to me. I did try and hold faith but as the years passed by me, all hope has left me. I said to myself that I will get out of this hell hole, this so-called home and yet I'm still here!

"I will get out of here," I said to myself as I was staring at the ceiling, then suddenly I heard a bang of a door being slammed shut coming from downstairs which then was followed by yelling: signalling that my mom and stepdad are back. Surprisingly earlier than usual but I instantly know what it's about; for a while now my mom has been meeting up with other guys within the city the minute that the new marriage started to tear down: yet despite the dysfunctional marriage and mom's affairs with other men, they still stay with each other and in all honesty, I don't even know why and I no longer care. I look towards my door and listen to the crap that they were yelling at each other.

"You got some nerve to just suddenly show up and interfere when I was on a date!"

"I have the nerve?! You're no fucking miss innocent! Seeing other men when you're married!"

"That's you're own fault for not being decent enough!"

"But it's not just me now, is it! You said the same thing to the brat upstairs!"

"All the same to me! They are just a waste of space and time!"

"Careful now! Your original husband wouldn't be happy with that response!"

"You're such a dick!!"

"And you're a cunt! A perfect match if you ask me!!"

With an annoyed expansion, I've decided that I'd heard enough: I grabbed my bag and climbed through my window and use the fire escape to get out of the apartment. This became an everyday routine in my life now, the minute they both start yelling at each other and suddenly bring me up in the middle of it just pissed me off greatly. Sometimes they would come at me and start screaming in my face. They are at each other throats all day to the point that the other residents would call the landlord; he has way too patient with them. Luckily for me, I have a student dorm to stay in just to get away from it all. Plus I don't have anything to do so may as well go to my lessons, for now at least.

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The very minute I walked into the classroom everyone else started to whisper. Not wanted at home, also not wanted here. I instantly don't want to stay, so I walked out of the room and started to look for a place to be on my own but even now I can still hear the voices of other students. I've tried my best to ignore them, that was till someone walked up to me, I knew that I will lose my cool.

"Still here homewrecker," said the random student with a smirk smile.

"Yea I am"

"Shame I thought you were kicked out. Is your mom still blaming you for the divorce?"

And just as I predicted, I lost my cool. I couldn't contain my anger anymore: I immediately turned my attention to the student as I grabbed them by the shirt and slammed them into the wall as I shouted in their face.

"You don't know a god damn thing about me so back off!!"

As we both had a steer down I could hear the group of people talking out loud as they watch the scene before them. Feeling frustrated that I allowed this smart ass to get under my skin: I let go of them and made my way out the nearest exit of the building and returned to my dorm. Not feeling the best mood to be attending the rest of the lessons so I chose to stay in my room till lunchtime, hopefully, I would feel a lot better by then.

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Finally, after a long painful hours of waiting, lunch has arrived. I used up the money that I have left to buy some junk food and eat outside since I don't want to go back to the college building just yet. As I sat there minding my own business as I eat, then I felt a presence sitting next to me. I turned my head to see who has disturbed me when I was having a peaceful moment with my food however, it was a girl that I don't recognise, wearing former yet casual clothes and because of this sudden action, I honestly have no idea how I should react to this.

I wanted to be angry with this stranger but another part of me doesn't want to; maybe it's because I don't know them, and they don't know me. Either way, I'm still too exhausted to even raise my voice. After a moment of awkward since the stranger finally broke it with a smile and started to speak.

"Hey there. I'm sorry for distributing you."

"No, it's fine I guess...But why sit here?"

"I didn't feel like sitting inside really. It's a nice day after all, plus you look kind of lonely."

"Yea...that is how I like it. Look if you don't mind, I like to be alone so could you leave."

"No, I don't think I want to."

With that kind of response, I started feeling slightly annoyed with this person. I should just pick my stuff and leave. However, I honestly don't have the energy to do so. It probably wouldn't hurt to stick around for a bit, plus I feel like I can cope with this person.

"Who even are you anyway?"

"I'm Ava, I've started my second year here," they said with a smile.

"I see, that explains why I don't recognise you. Normally I don't give out my name to someone I just met, but I guess you're alright. I'm Robin, but this doesn't mean that we're friends okay."

"We'll see about that Robin."

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As time passes things were starting to become different. Ever since Ava introduce herself to me, everything around me felt lighter, I even started to warm up a bit. I wanted to hate them when they told me about their life, but I knew that was the jealousy talking. The whole thing honestly feels frustrating so much that I just couldn't help but cry to myself; even acting tough started to become exhausting.

Then one day Ava has shown up outside of my dorm room with something in their hands, so I invited them in and once we have gotten comfortable I asked them what they brought over. And what they reviled broke me; never in my life has anyone baked something for me, especially a cinnamon roll this big! When I asked them why give it to me. I can still remember the simple response she gave me.

"Because you deserve it. My granny did the same back in her days and they always make people happy. The cinnamon roll is one of the favourites amongst everyone she had in her life, and maybe one day I can share the recipe with you. So that you could do the same for someone else too."

For the longest time, I have suffered from neglect for a long time. I can still remember the times when mom hurt me because that dad left; at least that she has been saying to me, since I hardly remember anything about him but that no longer bothers me any more thanks to Avery. Since then we became best of friends, I even started to take my lessons seriously because of them and hopefully, by the time we make it to graduation day, we'll know what to do from there. I honestly wonder what life would throw at us next when the time comes.

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