Cinderella and The Jamaican Don

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AMELIA POV

Tawes Pen| 8 am| •April 5

"Amelia bring me my bag".

"Amelia, my phone".

"Amelia! You slow or something? Bring my brush!".

"Amelia, where is my uniform".

"Amelia are you stupid?".

My sisters kept yelling and insulting me at the same time while I run around like a mad woman trying to keep up with their demands.

Well, I'm used to their insults. It's nothing I haven't dealt with before.

I gave Zoe her phone hoping for some appreciation , but she slapped me across my face.

"Are you blind or just stupid? I'm late, and you're acting like my phone is a treasure map!" she retorted, her face twisted in disgust as if I was a mosquito buzzing in her ear."

I gently rub my hurting cheeks, trying hard not to cry, running out to bring Talia's bag, brush and uniform else I will receive another slap.

"I guess the slap Zoe gave you is not enough" she said slapping me again.

"I wonder why daddy is still keeping you in this house, caylis gyal" she added while I stared at her, unable to respond.

How can I do that when their mother and even dad will defend them and they come together and beat me.

I'm afraid of getting tied up in my own father's house, get beaten, battered and starved.

"Why yuh still a stand up in front a me, come outta me sight" she hissed.

I ran out of her room through the hall to the only place I can cry my eyes out, the only place I find solace which is my room, but I guess faith is playing a hard game with me

I met with my stepmom on the way here, fear gripped me

I hate seeing her. She's worse than her daughters.

I slowly side stepped her so she won't be able to see me.

"A weh yuh think yah go", she said, I stayed in my position visibly shaking not knowing what to do or say that will put me in trouble.

"I....I......I", I stuttered.

"Yuh dumb now?", she asked smirking.

She came closer to me, dragging me by the ears.

"Ssssss.... Ouch....... Please mommy. Ahhhh, ouch I'm sorry, owww", I kept wincing in pain as tears flows down freely.

This is the struggle I face every single day of my life.

"The room looks like a pigsty, Amelia!. You still haven't washed my clothes nor the girls!, why are you so lazy huh?", she shouted shoving me roughly.

"I'm sorry, please mommy I will get it done", I cried. The pain was becoming unbearable and I don't think there's nothing to be done about it.

" I am giving you 20 minutes to be done with these chores else no food for five days", she said and walked pass me.

I sat there crying, whatever I do I don't deserve this from my family.

Whoops, my bad! Time for introduction!

I am Amelia Henry first child of both my mom and dad.

My mom died after she gave birth to me, and my dad marry another woman to take care of me as a child. That's what brought my stepmom Christina into the picture.

Dad has never had a soft spot for me. He believes I was the one that killed mom.

It wasn't my fault she died to me right? It is faith. That's what it has meant for me

Love was a foreign concept to me. From a tender age of 7, I became the family's little mermaid, swimming around through a sea of chores just to eat food and have a roof over my head. Nothing in my father's house came free; I had to earn my keep. I turned into a full-time maid for my younger sisters, juggling their needs like a circus performer.

I'm a 20 years old college dropout, born and raised in Tawes Pen Jamaica.

My story is more like I'm living in my own twisted fairytale, a modern-day Cinderella with a wicked stepmom and cruel sisters. The only difference is that I don't think I will ever find my Prince charming.

Who will love a girl like me with no class?

Well, I would not want to figure that out.

I quickly rush to the washing machine and dump the clothes from the bathroom inside before anyone sees me.

If I'm seen, I will be surely be dead.

*********

"Mom, Dad, we want Amelia to follow us to the party" Zoe frowned like the spoiled child she is while I coughed choking on my own saliva.

Yes! I'm standing beside them while they eat, I'm not allowed to eat until they are done and mine is in the kitchen not on the dining table, that's the rule.

But, why does she want me to follow them to the party? I've never been to one and even if I wanted to go I wouldn't want to go with them.

Talia is 19 and Zoe is 17

"Yes daddy, please" Talia added.

"No!, why do you want a reckless girl like her to follow you" Dad snapped, irritation oozing from every word.

Even if I was the one that killed my mom, can't I be forgiven?

It breaks me to see my only family treats as nothing but a maid.

"Well, we do need someone to keep us safe and hold our bags" Zoe said.

"Yes, we won't let her change she's coming like this" Talia said.

What? I look raggedy in this old dress I'm wearing.

I don't even have any other dress but can't they allow me to take a bath and wear something better?.

"Yes baby, she can go with you after all she's your maid", dad said while they smirked.

"Thank you dad....get my bag we're getting late" Zoe demanded.

"Come back" Talia said.

I sighed, walking back to them.

I don't even have a choice either way.

"Look in my room for my lipgloss, I don't want my lips to start cracking", she said while I nodded walking off to get back in time.

********

Wow!, I've been living her for 20 years and never once seen this house.

The house looks so beautiful! I'm sure the person hosting this party is wealthy.

I looked around seeing everyone in groups, men leaning on cars drinking and smoking.

Everyone dressed somewhat out of my category.

Some turned to give me a second look as I trailed behind my sister holding their bags and phones.

The yard was very busy with loud music blasting. Ah! I think I will go deaf from here.

Ladies dressed skimpily and the males were mostly in Clark's and jeans.

They sat in the chairs on the varendah leaving me standing as a waiter came to them.

"Champagne will do", they both said.

"And you ma'am, what will you like to take?", he asked looking at me.

My eyes shifted to my sisters who glared at me daringly.

"Ughhhh....nothing" I muttered dryly.

He nodded and left.

"Good thing you didn't take anything Amelia", Talia said smirking.

I only stared at her without uttering a word.

Hi guys this book is purely fiction based on the writer imagination, please comment and vote😘🩵