Not playing Cinderella

Not Playing Cinderella [4]

Not Playing Cinderella [4]

As if the idea of marriage wasn't enough to shake my whole world, now she'd decided she wanted me gone from the whole island. She really knew how to make me feel wanted. It wasn't enough that she wanted me out of my home and into another one, with some guy i probably would never love, but now, she wanted me out of the whole Kingdom.

'If you didn't have such a bad attitude towards me..... We wouldn't be in this mess sweetie, you know that'. Her tone was harsh and sharp, like a knife, as if stabbing me right through the heart. She didn't give a shit about my feelings. She knew exactly how to make me feel loved.

Not.

 'Sweetie' made me feel sick. It was patronizing.

She was the one driving her whole family away, on by one and she had the nerve to say i had a 'Bad attitude' towards her, in my opinion, i had every right considering she'd made my dad leave, my sister leave, making me feel completely alone and trapped. I had every right. She couldn't take that away from me too... Could she?

Not if you don't let her.

It was just one bombshell after another, and she just seemed to love dropped them, and watching everything collapse as a result.

'You are the one driving everyone close away from me, but i'm the one with the bad attitude?!' When the words slipped my lips, i realised that it may have sounded just a little bit over dramatic, But  I just couldn't seem to help myself, my temper was building up too quickly and i couldn't control it.

Great. Calm, collected princess goes to out of control bitch in less than an hour. Again.

I'd Suddenly become glad there was a door between us, it was the only thing stopped my hand from accidentally slapping her face. She'd angered me so deeply, her breathe made all my thoughts turn to ice. She was getting inside of my head, under my skin. I wanted out.

My eyes traced the outline of the door, whilst my mind traced the edge of every thought i had. I didn't want to listen to her desperate plea's to let her in and let her be in control again, because that was me, i was in control now.

Wooo! Go Sammie! 

Too much enthusiasm, Shut up.

Idea's sprung in and out of my head as i thought. I just desperately had to get out and think without her possibly hearing everything, she was becoming unpredictable and i wasn't in the right frame of mind to take risks like that.

For once, you take notice of your thoughts and conscious.

I let my eyes wonder around the small room, taking notice of every escape possible, as you can probably tell by know, i was becoming desperate to just be alone. She wasn't going to give up until i gave in or came out, maybe she was hoping for both. But she defiantly wasn't going to get both. I mean really, this was me, not Amber, the sooner she realised that, the better.

As i scanned the room, the Bad ass attitude i usually had drifted slowly back in. Taking away the hurt and bringing back anger and complete desperation. There was three ways to get out of the room...

Number one, being straight through the door.

Thank you captain obvious!

But generally, the idea was to avoid that at all costs, just a thought, but i really didn't want to get caught, so i guess you couldn't really count that as an option.

The second one being, out of the window.

Hey! Smart ass! How the hell you gonna get down there?!