If Only It Were A Dream

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 4

I take it back

It's anything but fun

Who the hell thought putting me on cooking duty was a good fucking thing??

Arg these fuckers

So to sum up the past 2 hours, I've burnt about every dishes I was in charge of doing. But it ain't my fault honestly, like they know I DONT cook, so it's their fault if someone gets food poisoning.

"Mariana, please just get out" Elliott our main cook, tells me as politely as possible, but the frustration in his voice still very present.

"You don't have to tell me twice Elly!!!" I yelled out as I'm leaving the kitchen doors.

"PEACE OUT Y'ALL" I finalized, the kitchen door slamming behind me

I'm actually so happy I can't cook. Another peaceful, free minded day, here i come!

...

" Marianaaaa" a voice yells

Why can't I have ONE god damn peaceful day. What did I do to you my precious God.

I stop, turning around

Rosalie

"What you want, I'm busy, I need to go back to my station". I say emotionless, hiding my annoyance.

"They're here!! Omg there's so many hot guys our age too!! Maybe dating a werewolf isn't such a bad thing ya know. Omggg, I hope I'm mated to one of them, how crazy would that be!!" Rosalie finished, jumping at the excitement of her thoughts.

Like I'd ever willingly date one of them, arg. They took away the only control I ever had in my entire life.

No way will I ever forget that.

"Shouldn't you be working Rosalie" I say, breaking her fantasies and hopes.

"Shouldn't you too Maria?" Rosalie questions

I close my mouth,

She's got a point there

"Well see you later" I dismiss, walking to our huge indoor library.

....

Slouching on the couch with a book in my hands.

I read with longing in my eyes

I wish I could just escape this nightmare, and live in one of these fantasy worlds.

I remember when I was younger, before my dad left, and my mom became the way she was.

I remember the days when I was a princess, I lived in a big castle with my parents, the king and queen.

I remember them kissing my head every night after reading stories of dragons, and knights.

I remember the love they had for eachother and me.

I remember envying them, wanting to have that exact special bond with a prince.

But I also remember the screaming and crying. The dishes breaking, the smell of cigarettes and whiskey.

The kind words turning into vulgar words I couldn't even pronounce.

I remember the day he never came back.

And I remember the day, the love and joy in my mother leaving her.

I remember when she also ended up leaving

The day where this beautiful fantasy turned into a nightmare.

A nightmare I still re live.

....

Feeling my eyes close, I place the open book on my face, blocking any light from disrupting my sleep.

I slipped into a dream filled nightmare

...

"Oof" I say out loud, feeling the air get knocked out of me

Who the hell thought jumping on a sleeping person was a good idea?? I'm not a god damn couch!!

I flipped the person that was on top of me.

I held them tightly by the neck, but not enough to block their air supply.

Finally after the blur leaves my eyes, I look down to see my attacker.

I lock eyes with beautiful green ones with a slight black swirling in them.

The green reminded me of the forest, I close my eyes, taking a deep breath.

I hear a loud gaspe, I look down thinking it was coming from the boy below me. But his eyes were still fixed on me and his mouth still paralyzed open.

I look to my right, locking eyes with a large group of students.

Ah fuck

Of course this had to happen to me, fucking hell