BEAUTIFUL TWISTED LIES |18+

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

ALENA

I wake up from the best sleep Ive had in my entire life. I look up and see a ceiling I dont recognise. I quickly get up and soak in my surroundings. Yesterday, Nicholas, Marriage. It all comes back to me and I feel a wave of dread crashing into me.

I get up and to brush my teeth and hop into the shower. I quickly finish getting ready. Im planning on seeing abuela today to easy my mind on all of this.

I have come to the conclusion that she must never find out about this sham of a marriage. How would she feel? Would she be disappointed in me? Would she question my morals? I was supposed to marry someone I love but instead Im marrying someone I cannot stand and I dont know how she would feel about that.

I step out of my room and look down the hallway. No one. I walk further and take some steps where I am met with the back of an older woman with jet black hair with strikes of white to indicate old age.

"Hi" I say with a soft voice as to not scare her.

She turns around and the wary on the face washes away the minute her eyes clash with mine and I am met with a wonderful smile.

"Oh hello Mrs Alena" she says.

"Oh not Mrs. Im not married" I say feeling a little bit shy.

"Not yet at least" It takes me a minute to realise what shes talking about.

"I assume you know about my pending nuptials?"

"I know everything that goes on her my dear Alena. Im Maria by the way" she says with a small and knowing smile. Does she know about the real reason why Im here? No that cant be right. Why would Nicholas want to tell her?

"Ive prepared breakfast for you. I didnt know what you liked and disliked and when I asked Nic he didnt give me an answer and I was met with a simple grunt which meant he didnt know either."

She referred to him as Nic which by my understanding, only his family called him that. Huh?

"Oh you didnt have to but thank you very much." I say as I take a seat by the kitchen island. "Where is Mr- Where is Nicholas anyway?"

"He went to work dear." Oh right. Cause he still has a job and I dont. How great is that. I sigh.

I quickly finish up my breakfast and get up to my room to change so I can go see abuela today. I settle on a black knitted sweater and blue jeans.

I walk downstairs and before I can walk out the door, Maria calls out for me.

"If youre headed out I can call the driver to take you wherever you need"

"Oh no it's fine. Im not going far anyway" I lie. Now that I live here, the home is even further away but I cant take the risk of Nicholas finding out about Abuela.

"Oh but" Maria says.

"I will be fine. Dont worry" I say as I walk out the door. I hope that reassured her.

I walk into the cold New York wind and start walking. With the amount of cash, I have I can walk at least 3 blocks down before Ill be able to afford a cab. I keep walking. The further I get away from the city, the quieter it gets. I finally flag down a cab and make it the home where abuela is.

I walk in and Im immediately greeted by everyone. I talk to some people and the nurse tells me where abuela is.

I walk into her room and find her seated on her chair sewing away.

"Hola abuela"I say as I close the door behind me. She looks up and a bright smile shines on her face.

"Hola mi vida, how are you? Are you eating enough? You look pale. Whats wrong?"

"Abuela, Im fine. Yes, Ive been eating just fine and you dont have to worry about me."

"Im your grandmother, it's my job to worry about you. Yesterday I prepared all this food for you." She stands and heads to her bedside table and pulls out an ice cream container.

"I made all your favourite foods in here okay? I want you to eat everything in there and, you should let me teach you more Cuban dishes so you can make them for your children and husband and my memory could live on past my death." My heart aches.

I know abuela is old. I know she doesnt have long to live but shes my only family. Shes all I have in this world and if- when she dies, Ill be left all alone in this world. Again.

"Let's head to the kitchen right now and you can teach me all those dishes" I stand.

"Don't you have work to do. I know it's during the week and you are busy with work she sounds worried."

"Oh today is my day off and I thought who better to spend it with than my favourite grandma" I hope that calms her worries.

"Oh sure. Okay then lets go. And Im your only grandma young lady." She still seems suspicious and of course she does. My abuela is very sharp but it seems like she lets it go.

"Let's go cook!"
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