AMIELA

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 3
I woke up feeling a little bit down. I always felt that way but today feels different it's this kind of down when you know you're gonna get married soon. I stayed in my bed for some minutes before standing up to have a bath. I turned the water in the tub and grabbed my brush. My reflection in the mirror was the plain. The plain old Amelia. I hated that name. I hated it because my mom picked it out for me. I preferred Rose. The name my father picked out for me. I smiled as I remembered those memories but as the came, the left, making the smile die Down. I brushed my teeth and entered the tub I already filled with soap and petals. I lifted my head up staring at the ceiling. I definitely will never marry that guy. A knock erupted me from my thoughts. I didn't answer because I did not care. It was probably a message from my mother anyways.The knock started again and I breathed out frustrated. That didn't mean I'd answer though. I buried myself in the tub and let my thoughts take over me. If I had known when father was leaving I would have followed him and not be involved in mother games. I am definitely sure she was doing this marriage whatever for the company. The creaking of my bathroom door made me stand up furious as I saw a maid there. She looked very scared at my probably scowled face.
"I... I'm sorry- I didn't
"Shut up" I gritted frustrated and irritated. Why doesn't any one respect my privacy and listen to me . No means No but they won't get that in their skulls. Even those filthy maids. "I didn't say you should come in did I?" I yelled at her not caring about my naked body in the water.
"I'm sorry, madam said I should get you and I... I didn't know you were in there" she said her eyes glossy as she raised them up. I instantly felt nothing but regret. I sure was angry, angry at the fact my mother wants to marry me off to some stranger,angry at the fact I don't get to have friends because of my mother or I don't get to say anything I thought of or anything I hated, but that doesn't mean I should lash it out on some one else that was totally wrong of me.
I squeezed my eyes shut, my head facing the ceiling once again.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked to you in that way that was totally unlike me" I apologized still looking up. When I heard no response from her I turned my head only to see the door locked and no one was in there. Was I hallucinating? Definitely not. Maybe she left to give me some privacy. I hope she heard my apology though.
After some minutes I rinsed myself and dressed up. I grabbed my phone and checked for any notification even if I had no one to expect it from. One day, just one day, my life would be way normal like everyone else. I sighed taking my phone,and other items with me and went downstairs. I was halfway the stairs when I saw my mother talking to a familiar looking man. I frowned immediately when I saw Mr Black. My mom noticed my presence, her gazing lingering on me, I'm sure Mr Black saw where she was looking to and followed it. His eyes lit up when he saw me. I scoffed as I crossed my arms.
"Good morning to you too" my mother glared at me obviously dis pleased with my actions. She doesn't tolerate disrespect but it goes the same way here too.
"Why don't you have a sit" Mr Black said noticing the tension. I eyed him , hesitating at first but decided to go anyways.
I got downstairs my arms still crossed as I looked at Me Black.
"What do you want" I spat. I want him to know how much I hate this whole marriage thing. He smiled. The smile was very...weird. It meant a lot. Very dangerous like his presence in my home.
"I see you haven't gotten the whole situation sunk into your head aye?" He said Smirking. I grimaced disgusted by his question. I glanced at my mother, her forehead creased. She is an idiot for trusting this man. I mean she has ever been. This man's aura was nothing but dark. Imagine if I get married to his son, what if he's like him. It take few seconds to understand this man does not like me.
I nodded my head as I dropped my hands clutching my bag in my hand.
"Why don't you have a seat according to him" mother's smile is sharp, her eyes telling me a message like it has always been if I misbehaved "you'll see me later" I rolled my eyes. I'M ALMOST A FUCKING ADULT FOR GOD'S SAKE!!! I huffed sitting down on the cushion Infront of them. I don't want anything to do with those dirty monsters.
"You guys will meet this evening" Mr black spoke up and I laughed inwardly. I'll make sure he hates me to the point where he'd cancel the marriage whatever. They need a good and well behaved girl right, I'll show them I'm behaved.
"Okay" I smiled slyly thinking of the plan I made in my head." I hope that better be all you have to discuss with me. I've got better matters to attend to" I said standing up. From the corner of my eye, I watch mother turn red.
"And where do you think you are going to?" She gritted and I smiled, happy to see how mad I made her.
"Somewhere that has no fake marriage
ideas and someone even better " I said the last part hoping she would understand the person I meant. Someone better than this excuse for a mother. I would never marry that boy. Over my dead body.
"Good bye mother" I said to her and eyed Mr Black rudely. I scoffed as I left the house.