Prologue

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~Miera Diaz~


 

Ever since I could remember , I never had a real family . I had a Father, a Mother and four older brothers like all the other kids but they didn't care about me .

I was always alone with a nanny . Never with my Father . Never with my Mother . Never with my Brothers.I couldn't consider them my family.

Of course ,the innocent little me, would try to gain their attention but they would just push her away. I didn't know why they would do that ... I would always wonder if I did something wrong.

From the second I was born, I was alone . I Never felt the unconditional love of a Mother or the protective love of a Father .

My older brothers were the pride and joy of my parents. Every time there was a big gala or a dinner meeting with other wealthy families, my parents would only take my brothers and they would leave me in my room saying that I wasn't pretty enough for the world to see me . I was devastated every time they would say that to me . I didn't know what I was doing wrong. But when I reached the age of thirteen I finally understood why.

I wasn't my Father's daughter!

My Mother had an affair and I was the result of it . My Father was suspicious about it when I was borned , because I didn't bear any resemblance to my Father neither to my mother. At first he thought nothing of it but one night while having a big fight , my Mother , confessed everything to my Father.

Ten months before my birth , my Mother met a man at a coffe shop by accident . He spilled some coffe on her and she was ready to curse him out when their eyes met. The words died in her throat , he was so Handsome . And while she didn't know what to say , He offered to buy her a coffe as a way to say sorry. She accepted and the rest was history .

For a whole month my Mother was meeting this guy behind my Fathers back without anyone knowing. Then one night , He vanished . They didn't exchange phone numbers as a precation and only had a time and a place for meeting up. He was my real Father.

And I wouldn't learned everything if I haven't eavesdroped by accident ,a maid's conversation. That explained everything! Why Mother never looked at me and Father having such hate for me! Why they would tell my brothers to stay away from me ! I was an everyday reminder of my Mother's cheating! A mistake as my beloved Father liked to remind me every single day of my life.

A year passed since the day I learned the truth , my parents, had to travel to Spain , as they were the CEOs of a big security company.

But an accident occurred.Their plane ...crashed!

Leaving me in the guardianship of my oldest brother: Salvatore Diaz!

He become the head of the family . He took over the Company and any other asset our parents had. All that at the age of twenty-four.

I thought that maybe , now that our parents were dead , they would start to care about me . That they would do an effort to get to know me .But it didn't happen.I would try and talk to them but not only they would push me away but they would also call me names and say :

"It was your fault that they are dead . If you hadn't been such a disappointment then maybe they would be alive"

"But why it was my fault? I didn't do anything !" I would answer back every single time . But they never answered. They would just shout at me to leave them alone! I guess they didn't know either.

My days were spend in the library that our house had. I would read books from many genres. Educational and Romantic one's!

Sometimes I would read about girls that run away from their families and lived a better life. I thought about doing that too . Maybe find people that will love me uncoditionally. But I was never sure about it . I didn't had any money . So I never give it a second thought.

Until things got out of hand.

On the day of my Fifthteen birthday, I went to find my brothers . I was so innocent that I thought that maybe they would wish me happy birthday for once.

How naive I was!

I found them in the main office, talking. I didn't knock, as I thought that they wouldn't mind for once ,so I just opened the door and rushed in. To my surprise, they weren't only my brothers inside.There was also some pretty scary people . I looked towards Salvatore's way and he was really really mad. He rushed towards me , grabbed my hand and slapped me hard across my face while shouting:

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING ENTER THIS OFFICE WITHOUT KNOCKING ? WHY THE FUCK DID YOU INTERRUPTED THIS MEETING?"

I was still in shock so I couldn't answer back. And he didn't wait for an answer. He tossed me to the floor and said :

"DO you want to make the whole family a disappointment like you? That's what you want? Get the hell out of here you bastard child "

I was fully crying now . I quickly got up and run out the office towards my bedroom. I reached my room ,locked the door and jumped on my bed crying more than ever . His words hurted me more than his slap. I didn't stop crying until the calming light of the moon shined through my windows. I was so tired from all this crying that I didn't have the strength to move. I was just looking at the ceiling without any thought running through my head. Then my eyes fell on the book that I had in my nightstand. It was about a girl that run away from home to look for a better life .

"What if I do the same?" I thought.
"Anywhere will be better than here "
And I did just that. Pushing aside the tiredness, I quickly got up ,grabbed a backpack ,put inside some clothes and unlocked my door . I listened outside if anyone was in the hall but all I could hear was silence. I opened the door and rushed towards the kitchen so I could leave through the back door. The maids would be already in their rooms sleeping , so it would be empty.

I raced into the kitchen but stopped when I saw a few dollars on one of the kitchen stools. I didn't even think before grabbing them and put them in my backpack . I continued towards the back door and open it .

I stopped for a few seconds thinking if I really want to do this . But I remembered all the insults and all the tears that I had shread in this house . All the times that I was pushed to floor from my parents and brothers because all I wanted was a little love. And then I remembered the slap and the hurtful words from Salvatore today.

"They don't love me either way , so why should I stay" I thought and started running towards my freedom .

Because after the sun will go up , I would be a whole new person without anyone holding me back

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