Stella
"What the actual hell?" Maya whisper-shouts in my direction as we exit the college campus in my car. I remember her eyes being bolts of lightning flashing between me and Zayn in utter disbelief and shock, just like she was doing now, throwing fire balls at me with her eyes full of curiosity and somewhat disappointment. "How do you know him? What's going on between the two of you? Stella, how could you keep this from me?"
"Let's get home once, I promise I'll explain." I try assuring her with a voice soft and calming contrary to her own.
"No! No! Nononono! I need to know now! Tell me!" I was afraid Maya would turn into a full blown psychopath and end up behind the bars for committing homocide if I would keep all the details about me and Zayn from her for another second.
"Okay, okay." I focus on the road, close my eyes, suck in a deep breath and spill the whole tale to Maya.
***
"Holy fucking cow!" She rasps, "how could you get into this situation and still not tell me?" She ogles out on the freeway into oblivion, her eyes and mouth wide open. "Zayn Giovanni, for real?"
"Yea" I laugh, "it's actually funny." The weight in the car and on my chest heaves itself off finally letting me breathe.
"It is... wow, just wow," revelation finally hits her as disbelief lines her tone and her face is all things red and jarred. "But I'm kinda of disheartened you didn't tell me in the first place."
"I know." The mood lightens a bit as I turn up the radio giving Maya time to adjust to the newfound peice of information.
"Friendly advice, though. Don't mess with him too much. As much as a shock it was for me, he fucks with every girl and nobody is an exception to him. You're probably a part of one of his games." Maya quietly states before her fingers reach the panel and she turns the volume to a full blast.
It takes the rest of the ride for her words to sink in.
***
"Please stop," tears stained my little sister's cheek, "Please." She cried for mercy as my father landed another blow on her face, this time drawing out blood.
"You little cunt!" He hit her again, "you won't learn like this," he looked around himself- so much rage in his eyes, I could feel it radiating throughout the house. Trying to find the most painful way to make her understand bullshit that he doesn't even know himself. His stare scanned the whole kitchen in a psychotic manner, it gave me chills. He walked over to my small shivering frame crouched in the kitchen closet.
"No. Please. No." I shut my eyes tightly, hoping that somehow I'll get saved or maybe this time he won't hit me. I prayed for myself to get teleported far away from here or just die. Please. I wanted this to stop.
"Come on kitten. Let's teach your little sister a lesson, shall we?" He pulled me out of the closet by my hair. My throat burned from screaming, my skull ached at the roots from his brutal pulling, my eyes were tired of crying. But father would never stop.
He reached for a spoon from the kitchen drawer and warmed it up on the stove. His laughs filled the whole house as he inched the hot spoon towards my sister.
"Die you bitch." With that he seared her skin, marking her for life. I could taste the fear in her eyes, feel the pain in her screams but I didn't move a beat. Afraid that I'll end up with the same fate.
***
My eyes shot open, with a heaving chest I balanced myself into a sitting posture. Sweat trickled down my forehead. My fingers- a minus hundred degrees, scrambled through the bed table finding the light switch but were only successful in making things fall to the surface.
My whole body started shivering along with my hands. I fell back on the bed, only the ceiling aligned my eyesight, memories of father travelled from my brain to other parts of my body igniting the pain he had long left there; erupting another fit of shivers. Every single part of my being was numb to a point where I oblivious of my surroundings, I felt nothing, I was just a lifeless shivering cold mess laying among sheets.
***
"Wakey wakey!" Maya's sweet voice sweeps me awake. She chirps around the house, making breakfast and tidying up while I adjust myself deeper into the covers to catch onto some much needed sleep.
"Oh come on now. Get your lazy ass out of bed, breakfast's ready!" I groan as her figure disappears from the doorway. She does this every weekend- coming over early, waking me up, preparing breakfast. I could get used to it.
Maya enters with a tray full of fresh food. I inhale the delicious scent that fills my room immediately. A sigh leaves my lips as Maya proudly smiles at me before setting the tray beside me.
She reaches for the covers and tears them from my frame that was huddled together under them. "Jesus. You're sweating way too much for this weather. How much is the temperature in here?" She feels me up, before adding, "Are you sick? You don't look fine."
"No I think it's your lovely foods smell that has me so sick I can't wait to eat." I wink at her triumphantly and reach for the wonderfully dressed breakfast. "What is this anyway?" My eyebrow shoots up while I stare at my plate trying to figure out whatever the hell she had made.
YOU ARE READING
Bloom
Romance"I hate you." I scream in his face, not realizing that he has me backed up against a wall, only inches away from me. "I hate you." I whisper again, my breathing heavier and my drained feeble body aching with desire. His proximity is killing me and...
