A billionaire's daughter - The Outlaws Series

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'No.'

-> not so: used to express negation, dissent, denial, or refusal

As simple as it sounded, thus the more difficult it is to understand the meaning behind it.
After school was over, she and her best friend; Michelle headed to Michelle's house to study for the upcoming exams. Michelle had told her there that she was invited to her niece's eighteenth birthday, but she had yet to choose who to bring with her. Being the good friend she was, Elena had offered to join her, only to be stopped by her dad this evening.

'But dad, why can't I go?!' Elena's raised voice argued back after her dad's decline.

'Because I don't want you to go, it's simple.'

She could feel her brain working overtime to come up with a good comeback, but arguing with her dad was never that easy. She huffed, tried not to become tomato red from kept-in anger and released her fists from their cramped positions.

'Dad, please. I'm seventeen, all of my friends are already going out and staying away the whole night. Can't I just, for once,' she pleaded, eyes faking tears, 'for once go and stay away for more than three hours?'

Upon looking into her father's always soft eyes, she was met with doubt. It was written all over his face and for a second she thought to have a found a shortcut, but it was dead end.

His face morphed back into a stoic line and she knew she lost. 'No,' he told her.

She was over, it was enough. A quick sprint to her room and the hard clap of her room's door was enough to let her dad know she was gone for the day.

After locking the wooden oak door, Elena stocked the key deep down into her desk.

The huge window that looked over the three hectares big backyard was located in front of her desk, every time Elena would sit there, she wished to open it and jump out. But every time, she was met with an empty keyhole and a closed window.

The feeling of losing control had always been there, although she never really had it. It was now more present then ever and it annoyed her to the point she threw all her papers and books off the desk, onto the ground. Papers and notes flew all around the room as she turned around again, standing eye in eye with her only plain white wall in her room. The rest of it had been canvas for her paintings and drawings.

She hit it, making a circle of a hole in the wall and developing a huge blow that echoed through the house.
She did not care and went for her satin pillows instead, knowing she will regret making that hole at some point anyways. She smacked them against the wall before picking them up, jumping in her bed and screaming her lungs out into them. She cried real tears this time, but nobody saw it. She was alone.

She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, missing the moment where her father told her he would be gone for a few days. The kiss on her head and the replacing of stuff in her room completely went past her.

Alone.

-> separated from others

As simple as it sounded, thus the more difficult it is to understand the meaning behind it.
Elena had walked down the stairs of their mansion, ready to go get breakfast, when the silence made her wonder where her father was. Normally, he would've cooked breakfast by now or watching the news on their huge flatscreen, but both breakfast wasn't made and the television was out. The reflection in the black of it staring back at her.

She turned away and walked into the kitchen, which was separated by the kitchen island and a two feet high wall. She turned around the corner, no 45 year old to see

'Dad?!' Although she had been planning to ignore him for the upcoming day, she did like to know where he was. Turning back and running back up the stairs to the main bedroom, Elena knocked on the door before quietly opening it.

The curtains were closed and the bed was made, no one had been sleeping in it that night. The muffed air almost made her cough. She shuffled out of the bedroom and made her way to the kitchen again.

Maybe, she thought, maybe he has something important to do at work.
With a steaming cup of hot coffee in her hand, she sat herself down on the couch and hummed. She stayed positive and took a sip of the brown liquid, already liking the start of the day.

She was alone, something that didn't happen often and she was planning on getting the most out of it.

She did her daily journaling task in her journal before locking and hiding it away in one of the secret safes around the house. She had one of her own and she was the only one with the code, it was the most safe space she could put something like her diary in.

With her empty cup of coffee placed in the sink, Elena tip-toed to her bathroom and made herself ready for the day. With only light make up and comfy clothing, she did not intend to go out. She had to study a little bit and train, if she was done with that before it was dark outside, a walk through the forest could end up in her planning to.

After sitting down behind her desk, she took her books and opened them, turning on her computer in the meantime. It was already pretty late, so she knew that she wouldn't be doing much today.With her books and notes stationed on her desk, she began working. Her first subject: science.