Evelyn Cline
I hated family dinners. Especially when the Clemonts were over. Don't get me wrong, I love my dearest friend Augustine with all my heart. But that was partly the reason why I hated the Clemonts. They have abused and tortured the girl, I don't exactly know the reason why since Augustine never actually talks about it, but it breaks my heart whenever she comes running over to my house with red puffy eyes. But the girl has never cried in front of me, never. Whether she was strong or stupid, that I don't know. But all I know is that she is a gem of a friend and the most precious human being on the planet.
I looked over at August, that's how I fondly call her. She smiled at me. Life is unfair, she looks like a fucking goddess when she smiles. Then I look at the bitch sitting next to August. God, it takes everything in me to stop myself from ripping her head off her body every time I look at her. She was Juno Clemont, fondly called June by her parents, and fondly called a Bitch by me. It was announced that Alice Clemont, Augustine's so called mother was pregnant exactly a month after the Clemonts adopted Augustine since they had lost all hopes on bearing a child. The circumstances around August's birth and adoption always confused me. It was too odd.
After dinner me and August head over to my room, we had planned to go dress shopping together for the annual royal banquet. But I ditched her because I had to attend a meeting in the slums of the kingdom hoping that no one will catch me. Of course I couldn't tell her that, so I just told her that I forgot and she was disappointed, but she didn't show it because she was the sweetest person in the world. I really hoped that she would yell at me and throw a tantrum, like how normal people do, but she had this sometimes sweet but mostly annoying habit of never hurting or raising her voice at people who deserve to be yelled at and reprimanded.
"Eve, when do we go dress shopping?"
"I'm sorry for cancelling the plans last time August, how about we go shopping tomorrow?" I say guiltily
"It's fine Eve, we'll go tomorrow."
"Will June be joining us? Please say no August, I really cannot put up with her for more than five minutes. My hands just itch to smack her face to the wall" I say annoyed
"No, mom and dad have ordered a custom made gown for her, and a dress and suit for themselves." Her voice gave away her sadness.
"Oh August, don't worry, we will get you a dress which is a million times better than hers"
"Yeah, thank you Eve, for being the only one who loves me." She hugged me
I hugged her back tightly.
Then we both parted ways.
I changed to my nightgown and laid on my bed when I suddenly found a note in my bed. It read
Next meeting on October 27th. Tristan Salvatore is on our side. Inform him the same.
Holy fuck. His highness, the prince of Sileaf is plotting on overthrowing the king.
I couldn't sleep that night. The tea was piping hot.
Augustine Clemont
Its happening again.
"D-d-dad, I promise I'll do it tomorrow, I'll cry a lot tomorrow, I promise. P-p-please don't hit me, just for today please."
Of course, he didn't cooperate.
He lifted the whip. I didn't move. I was used to it.
The sound of the whip making contact with my skin echoed throughout the house.
"Mom, June please, ow!" I cried
They looked pleased as red diamonds, covered with my blood, fresh from my eyes dropped on the floor. My eyes were bleeding. It hurt. Once I started crying, I cry continuously for like an hour or so, because my eyes hurt. A lot.
I was just a way of earning quick money for my parents. They only cared about June.
After my family, was satisfied with the amount of diamonds I produced, they told me to go to bed. I stopped crying and I secretly snuck to Eve's bedroom. She made me hot chocolate and comforted me. She also yelled profanities at my parents and sister. She tried asking me what happen but my mouth was zipped. She gave up on asking me and just hugged me. I would die and kill for her. She was the only person who actually cared about me.
After an hour or so, I returned back to my room and fell asleep hoping that at least tomorrow will be a better day. It will not. But there is no harm in hoping right?
