Aurora:
In a world where love had to be earned I would never be good enough. I was the black sheep in the family, the witch without magic.
While my sister excelled in every type of way I had to suffer in silence, tormented by the people I should ha...
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"What happened back there?" Lilac asked me. She wasn't directly mentioning the fight but she couldn't mean anything else.
"I don't know what's going on with him" I told her. Why did he have to single me out when I was already struggling to not stand out? Not only was he hurting me, he was also jeopardizing my whole future.
"You know, the day I lost you in the forest, I had to talk to him. Luckily Blayze and Juliette were with me but I was so scared. I honestly thought that it was me, but maybe he hates you even more" she said laughing.
Her jokingly said words hurt me unintentionally. Why did he hate me so much? I hadn't even done anything to him.
Angrily I swung the door open. It almost crashed against the wall but I held it in the very last second. I had to remind myself that yelling at him wouldn't be worth getting complains from the neighbors or even less getting fired.
"What do you think you are doing?" Sounded the annoyed voice of Ronan. He was sitting at his desk going through some papers. I was tired of him. Tired of him always putting on this annoyed act as if I was dirt beneath his shoes.
Calmly I closed the door behind me. "What am I doing?" I repeated getting closer to him.
"What are you doing? Who do you think you are?" I hissed. I was steaming. My whole life I had waited to blow up like this. Every single moment of desperation and pain added up to the rage that took over my body, forcing me to for once stand up for myself.
After the horrid training last night I had been angry but seeing his ignorant face this morning had been the last straw.
"I would call it training, Aurora" he stated coldly.
"So training is a synonym for trying to embarrass me in front of everyone?" I asked. I was barely a meter from him now. He had to look up at me from his chair because of our closeness.
His eyes were guarded. While I was getting angrier by the second the ice blockade shielding his emotions had only grown. My emotion filled eyes reflected in his hollow ones.
"If you don't agree with my methods you can leave" I wish I could but it wasn't that easy. Maybe someone from his background wouldn't understand. He was rich, famous and loved. Everyone kissed the ground beneath him. He never had to actually work to prove himself. His father already did that for him.
"Maybe if your daddy didn't shove everything into your ass you would know that it's not that easy"
If it was possible his eyes only grew darker. He slowly got up from his chair, towering at least a foot over me now.
"Don't" he said barely moving a muscle.
"And why is that? Do you not like hearing that you're just a product of nepotism? Did you actually work for anything?" I asked. I admit that my anger was getting the best of me. Later I would probably feel bad but I couldn't care less now.
