Heartbreakers: The Cursed Child- Book 1

Chapter 29

After that, we hung out more often, obviously only chatting here and there but never going out. We got closer and whenever someone tried getting in our way, it didn't bother us because of how close we'd become.

But also, everything at home began to calm down, I wasn't treated as much of a slave now, with school taking over my free time. I stopped getting beaten up by my parents and my siblings began to forget I even existed, which did me a big favour.

But the next two years are depressing and I feel awful, not enough sleep and all and sometimes I still sleep in the bathroom but not often or as much as I did in the past. My relationship with Elijah is alright still but things are changing, I don't know why. I'm scared if he doesn't love me anymore but he reminds me how he always will.

So the rest of my final year in high school goes like that, depression and fear and anger and stress.

But the next year is even worse.

I'm now seventeen and I'm constantly having arguments with my parents and when I meet with Elijah, it's like he's hiding something from me but I don't confront him or lash out in anger, I stay calm.

I'm having an argument with my parents because they are forcing me to continue with my studies though I had told them two years ago that I wasn't going to continue with my studies, I would go further in advancing my knowledge of the human body and how to keep fit and healthy. Sports was my life and that was what I was going to do.

"I don't care about your dreams. They're useless! What's sports gonna do to help you in life?" He's screaming at me, my father. He never once cared about how I did in school and now he suddenly did?

"I don't fucking care what you think! If I want to do it then I' will!" I yell back at him and don't realise how angry I've made him yet I'm standing my ground, I'm not allowing him to dominate or intimidate me.

He slaps me so hard, across the face and I stumble onto the side. He hits me again, this time punching me in the head, making me whimper as I feel hot tears build up in my eyes.

I hate him so much.

I run upstairs to my room, not caring about his threats if I go up or not. I lock the door and collapse onto the bed in pain.

The next few days, we're all silent, no one talking or laughing or doing anything. I just go to college as usual.

When I arrive at college, I see Elijah waiting for me and as soon as he sees me, he makes his way towards me.

I know something bad is about to happen, we've been arguing with each other and nothing is perfect.

As soon as he reaches me, he doesn't bother waiting and what he says just shatters my heart.

"I'm getting married." He sees the shocked look on my face and he gives an apologetic smile which doesn't comfort me at all.

"Is that why you've been ignoring me? You found someone to marry and you didn't bother telling me?" I felt the healing cracks in my heart begin to worsen, I feel them cracking open and small bits falling apart.

"No. It's not like..." but I don't let him finish. I've experienced this exact thing in the past, the people I share my life with betraying me. My own parents hurting me was a betrayal. It was everything I'd grown up with so he wasn't any different.

Instead I just smile at him and begin with my acceptance.

"You should've just told me before. I would've been fine with it." He tries talking and I stop him.

"Just go. I don't want to see you. Ever."
He tries talking again but this time I lash all my anger out at him.

"Just get lost! I don't want to see you! You're all the same and that's one thing you've just shown me."

With that I walk away but for some reason, no tears are forming and I feel it's impossible for me to cry now. Probably because I'm so used to crying and experiencing pain and betrayal, it's something normal for me now.

The next few days I don't see him until the next week and he tries making conversation with me as if nothing happened.

"So. What's going on at home and all?" He smiled at me but I only force my hatred out on him. I know I don't actually hate him, I only get angry when I see him.

I can't believe I fell for such a bastard.

When I don't reply, he gets angry.

"Wow! I should've known. You're just two faced to even let me finish, stubborn and childish.

I scoff at him before shooting him with the most cruel words.

"You know what? You're nothing but a fucking cheating, lying, dirty bastard. You fucking lied that you love me, you used me instead."

I could see the hurt in his eyes and I chuckled, a dark evil sound, before continuing.
"Now you know how I felt. But let me guess, you're probably just using those pathetic acting skills of yours. I'm not falling for you. You're not worth it." Now the tears were in his eyes and they threatened to fall but it didn't stop me from shattering his heart completely.

"You're too ugly to get anywhere in life. You know what that means? You have a dirty and ugly heart, a stupid personality that's gonna get you nowhere. Fuck you and I never want to see you again. You're a waste of time. Can't believe I actually fell for someone like you."

That was the last straw, the tears were streaming down his face, his mouth was open in shock and he turned a deathly pale colour. Though I felt slightly guilty about that all I still thought he deserved it. He said I was two faced even though he knew what I'd suffered in life, how much trust I had put in him just for it to be shattered.

I trusted absolutely no one except him and he destroyed it. He blamed me for his actions.

I knew nothing was going to be the same after this.