All characters are 18 and high school seniors.
❥ Elizabeth Alardo craves power. She craves power over her school, and power over people. And soon, power over the nerd. With her Queendom being threatened, he couldn't come at a better time. Almost li...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Every game day, the band plays in the court yard, the cheerleaders are expected to join to bring up morale but I feel like shit.
My parents are coming back today and they're going to be there. I can't have them there when my kingdom is practically falling apart.
All the cheerleaders are tired from this week's practice. I might've went too hard on them after hearing my parents are coming.
To some, mainly my father, cheer isn't that important. But to me, it is. I have to show my mother that I am deserving of her love and I can be an amazing cheerleader just like she was.
"Aanya. Bethany." I walk up to them, and toss them the pompoms.
"But we're tired.." Aanya complains. "We have the game and the pep rally today, shouldn't we save up our energy?"
"That's not my problem, we have to get people excited for the game." I respond, dismissively.
I sit in their spot as I watch them make their way out to cheer in front of the band geeks. My mind anxiously wanders to tonight's game and my mother and father's disappointed and disinterested face, respectively.
My heart beat quickens, I feel like my chest is constricted and move to try to remove my bra somehow. I try to stand but I feel dizzy and sick.
Slowly, I make my way to an isolated hallway, away from everyone as I try to breathe.
"Eliza?" I hear a distant voice, but I can only focus on getting away, on feeling less constricted and hot. Why was it so hot?
"Hey, Eliza." The voice calls out again, "are you okay?"
I just wanted to get away, this person won't leave me alone. I feel scared and panicked. I continue try to focus on my breath, and calming down. I slide down against the wall, sitting on the nasty school floor.
Finally, I glance up.
The familiar, comforting face causes me to break down, crying. I don't know where the tears came from, or what caused them. But I know it feels good to let them go.
Yusra wraps her arms around me, engulfing me in a big warm hug. I melt into her arms almost instantly.
She doesn't say anything, she allows me to let it all out in a judgement free zone.
After a few minutes, I stare into the blank wall. The feeling wasn't unfamiliar to me, but never this intense. I still felt a little sick but no longer dizzy or suffocated.
Sighing, I snuggle closer to my best friend.
˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥
"Mom, Dad.. you're here." I walk up to them on the bleachers.
"Yes, we came to watch Bradly." My mother responds.
"Oh..." I subconsciously move to scratch my arm, looking down. "We actually broke up."
"What?" My mother gasps out, in shock.
Her pleading eyes look at my father, to make him say something. Her perfect hair doesn't move an inch from it bun when heavy winds hit us. She places her perfectly manicured hand on his chest. Father looks down at her in a soft expression that seems to only be for her and only in front of prying eyes. I feel excluded, like an outsider looking in at this weird scene.
"I'm sure it's nothing you two can fix." Father says in conviction. "I'll talk to him, man to man."
"W-wait.." I stop him before he could stand. "That's really not necessary."
"Well, why not?" My mother asks in an angry tone, despite her stoic face.
My chest clenches, my anxiety is going through the roof and I feel genuine fear. My eyes burn from oncoming tears, I leave my eyes open, unblinking, so they could dry out.
"I-I think the game is about to start." I quickly change the subject. "I must go."
Hurriedly, I walk away from them before they could say anything else. I round up the girls so we could start cheering, but I can't help feeling their gaze on me.
➷｡˚
"Elizabeth Alardo." Mother storms into my room, where I lie with my knees close to my chest. "What were you thinking?"
Her face does not move, per her botox, but her voice send shivers down my spine. I go to respond, to defend myself but she doesn't allow me to get a word in.
"You ruined the one good thing going for you." She yells, "what is the matter with you? You have to get him back."
"He cheated on me.." I finally say.
There was a moment of silence, an unreadable expression on her face. A tightening around my chest.
"Well, what did you do to make him cheat on you?" She finally says, in a normal volume.
"Nothing.."
"You must've done something." Her voice emotionless.
I couldn't respond, so i stayed quiet.
"These things happen, men can't help it." She places a hand on my shoulder and sits next to me on the bed. "Just apologize for whatever it is you did and beg him to take you back."
"But, mom—"
She cuts me off, "listen to me."
"This is for your own good, you're nothing without him."
"Nothing? I'm the cheer captain, student body president and on the track to Valedictorian."My initial angry tone slowly went to above a whisper as I see anger across her eyes.
SLAP!
My cheek stings where she hit me, my face is down, hair covering my tears.
"You dare talk to your mother like that?"
I keep quiet, not looking up till she steps closer, her heels clicking against the marble floor.
"Those things mean nothing, your worth only lies in marrying a rich man and getting your power from him."
I don't respond or move my gaze from the floor. After a couple seconds of silence, I can feel her get up from the bed. Once I hear the door close, I finally look up.
My eyes meet a certain open curtain that immediately shuts when I see it. Feeling embarrassed and miserable, I shut my windows and curl up in bed.
I spend the rest of the night allowing the tears to flow.
┊
Sorry if you got annoyed I kept re-uploading this chapter, my wifi is shit.
