𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞

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⁂𝐀𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝⁂

I reached my apartment and found a note on the fridge from my roommate Lydia saying she will be out the whole day due to work.

I threw the little pink paper away because I was somewhat a bit jealous by the fact that she had a job and I didn't.
Well I had a job but I got fired for accidentally spilling tea on some rich bastard and he told the manager he'll sue his restaurant or he'll have to fire me and obviously he took the second option.

It was a mistake tho because it really wasn't my fault that his big ass feet was in my way, I tried apologizing probably a hundred times but he wouldn't listen to a thing I was saying so I ended up losing my job and I've been job hunting for a month now but it's so difficult.

Now here I am seated on a couch watching The Notebook and gosh it has me craving love, I mean why can't I just find someone proper with a good taste in clothes, food and cars.

And knows how to maintain themselves, they probably exist but I can bet my life they are all dick heads.
Uhgggg!
Why is life so difficult?

"Just choose Noah!" I shout at my tv screen seeing this girl is making life so hard for herself I mean sure Noah isn't that hot nor does he have a lot of money but he has a good heart and soul while the other guy has money and looks, he is a good guy but it's Noah for the win.

For me of course.

The girl's parents forced her to leave Noah because he isn't suited enough for her and the other guy is. Bullshit.
If it was me I'd look at my parents and tell them no. I mean who are they to tell me about my choices in life? Especially my love life? Are they going to marry and put up with the guy they choose for me or is it me? Exactly.

That is most probably why I don't have a good relationship with neither of my parents, a few nights ago I thought I'd give mum a call but decided against it seeing they basically kicked me out of our house or correction their house that is what they told me.

See?! Life just hates me, and then there is a few bastards out there who doesn't even know how to drive! I can't believe that prick had the audacity to tell me that I was standing in the middle of the road and that my town is a piece of trash. He is trash man.
Who does he even think he is, I wonder what language he spoke tho. Or what he had said to me...

"Estupito?" I mock his first word not even knowing what it means, I'm sure he knew very well that I don't understand his language so he had to confuse the living shit out of me.

Throwing a hand full of popcorn into my mouth my phone started ringing but I just left it eating more but it rang for a second time and I know I'm really not that important for someone to call me twice, so I reached for my phone almost falling off of the couch doing so "Hello?" I answered to the unknown number and heard a mans voice "Mrs Standford?" His elderly voice spoke and I nodded me head mentally slapping myself knowing he can't see me "Yes that's me."

Eating more he spoke again "I am Mr Rogers attorney and I have to apologize for the following things you will be hearing from me..." Mr Rogers? Who the hell is that? And what will I be hearing?
Who am I even talking to?

I hummed to him as he cleared his throat speaking once more "Your uncle, Mr Rogers has sadly passed away last night and I would like to know if you could make it to my office when you have the time?" My Uncle? I had an Uncle?

What does his death have to do with me? I have never even heard of this man. Wait maybe I should ask for his name and it may ring a bell?

"Sorry for interrupting but do you mind telling me what his name was?" I ask and he kept quiet for a moment "John" is all he says for me to only become more confused... Yeah I'm lost.

I have absolutely no idea who he is.

"I'm sorry but I think that you have the wrong person here... I don't know a Mr Rogers..." I say pausing my movie on Noah's face a little smile making its way to my face

"He said you would say that... But he knew you very well actually... I would very much appreciate it if we could talk about everything in person but he had left quite a lot of things for you..."

Shock.

Someone left something for me? Aww.
It brought tears to my eyes thinking about the fact that someone had wrote my name in their Testament....

"Really?" I ask getting up from my seat my phone now on speaker as I place it on my table island pouring water in a glass for myself.

"Indeed. So would you be able to make it?"  He asks me and I think about it for a second maybe I should make sure that it is actually me they are talking about here.

Because I know very well luck avoids me.

"Wait are you sure it is me?" I ask and the man scoffs as I roll my eyes at him "Aren't you Aria Standford? Daughter of Isabella Standford?"  That is no other than my mother and my name is indeed Aria.

Someone actually left me something? Imagine it's only a snow globe... Hahaha... That would be sad and disappointing...but funny.

"Yes that is me... Where would you like to meet?" I ask and he tells me all the details but it is out of town so I'll have to catch a bus tomorrow seeing he wants to discuss this with me as soon as possible seeing this man who died had left stuff for other people as well.

He must've been a nice man. May he rest in peace.

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