Deception

Five

Arabella David

Three very loud bangs and a horrific voice shouting my name are what wakes me up from my sleep. A gasp leaves my mouth and my eyes meet the ceiling.

"Arabella!" I hear David shouting. I jump from my bed and run towards the door. As I'm about to open the door I notice the mess I made on my arm last night. I look around and wrap my duvet which was laying on the bed around me to cover myself.

Hearing another scream I open the door in rush. "Yes sir," I say, heavily breathing, in a state of panic.

He gives me a look because of my duvet and a slap comes across my face before he barks "Is this how we raised you? To open a door  in a sleepy state with a comforter wrapped around you on a school day! I will give you your punishment once I come from my work."

"Yes sir," I respond.

I keep getting flashbacks of the events from last night. I had an awful sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about what Harry did to me and how I relapsed because of him. Yes, I was almost a month clean but he shattered all my efforts.

I take a hot shower to clear my mind and change into a green v-neck vest with white cargos. I go downstairs and into the living room. There she is, my mother sitting on the couch.

"You're late" she says as she notices my steps coming down the stairs.

I look at her in frustration. "So what? Whatever Claire does with her life is all
right just because she has a dad" I say in a shaking voice.

"Honey you have a dad too" she looks at me.

I laugh at her face. "Are you still in denial over Klaus's death?"

Her face drops. Klaus is my biological father. No one has mentioned his name over years until now. "You bitch" she says raising her voice.

Ignoring her existence I go outside for a walk deciding not to attend school today. As I am walking on the busy streets of London. I watch and observe as people laugh and live. I wonder the reason why they're so content. Feeling content has always been a struggle for me. Whenever I am having my moment I start thinking about when and how it will end. I spend all of that moment into stressing about the fact that it will not last forever and life will be back into the darkness again. My thoughts overwhelm me and my eyes begin to get wet. My vision gets blurry and the next thing I know is my clumsy self bumps into someone. How I wish this never happened.

I almost fall down but the person drops all the things in his hand and catches me. As I get stable I can't help but admire his face.

He has brown curly hair with dark brown eyes. His eyes are the most prettiest thing about him. They seem so dark yet so beautiful. He's wearing a green shirt with grey shorts and white sneakers. He looks so bright it makes my eyes hurt. He's taller than me so I have to tilt my head a little up to see his face.

An awkward cough interrupts my stance. "You're staring" that strange man says.

"I am sorry...what's your name?" Its just an excuse to know his name.

"Evan" he says pushing his hair back with his long fingers.

"Thankyou for saving me earlier Evan" I smile at him. He smiles back and walks in the opposite direction. I look back and see him getting into a black Mercedes parked in front of a café. Oh to bump into him again

    
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It's been 2 days since I saw that walking angel, Evan. I can't stop replaying the interaction we had. The first vision in my head in the morning is him.