Elizabeth's POV:
Dinner went well; Grandpa and Grandma had to leave early because they had things to do. Grandma gave me this Bunny bear, which was so cute, while Grandpa gave me some money to get things for myself, which made the boys jealous.
Right now, I'm in my room trying to arrange myself for tomorrow. I'm finally going to school. Not gonna lie to you all, I'm scared as hell, but Dad says it's better to start now since I can spell.
It's one of those typical rich kids' schools; our uniforms are really cute, to be honest – a white top, a cute brown skirt, and a little tie with it. I love it.
Different thoughts went through my mind; I honestly don't think I will make friends. Dad did say Zack and I are having all classes together, but I don't want to be following him like a lost puppy. Ryan was going to a different school, so it was only Zack and me since the others were done with school.
With a sigh, I walked towards my locker and placed my books on it, then took the cute BTS bag my dad brought for me.
"What if they make fun of you or don't make friends at all?" my inner voice said. I didn't feel like thinking about any negative things right now.
With that, I walked to the bathroom and did my night routine. My scars were all gone now; it was only the little marks of the knives that were on my skin. I wasn't tiny like before. I'm proud of myself, to be honest. With the help of Dad and the boys, I feel more special. I still had questions though, but I knew it wasn't the right time to ask.
With that done, I walked into my bedroom to see Ryan there. He was cuddled up again, but this time didn't have tears on his face. Smiling softly, I walked over to the bed, got in, pulled him closer to me, and then placed a kiss on his forehead before turning off the light.
"Goodnight, Sissy," I heard him mumble in his sleep. Then I whispered, "Goodnight, Ryan," before sleeping off.
Holy moly she finally said her first word aw I love their relationship together
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The Lonely Princess
Short StoryWords can't explain how much pain I felt during those years. The beatings, insults, and worst of all, the nightmares. Elizabeth was known as the Lost Princess of the Italian Mafia. She had been missing for years and couldn't remember her family. It...
