Dear Diary: It's A Secret

Dear Diary: Chapter 2

*Flashback To When Serena Lived With Her Mom*

I skipped down the stairs to the kitchen where beauty also known as my mother sat, eating breakfast with her beast also known as my step father. Their annoying voices rang in my ears as I grabbed an apple for breakfast.

"Do you want something else to eat?" Beauty asked, placing a hand on beast's shoulder. A smile graced her wrinkling face, one that made her eyes crinkle at the corner.

And here I thought for a moment she was talking to me.

He shook his head, shooting her a smile. "Yes please. You make excellent food. I love your cooking skills and you."

"I love you too," beauty responded, desperate to have someone love her. To fill the void my biological father had left.

I gagged, scrunching my nose in disgust. Love was stupid, and fake. Their love would die just like the love between Romeo also known as my dad and beauty's died.

What am I saying? There was no love to begin with in their story. It was all a deal.

Both of them were oblivious to my presence, too lost in each other's eyes to notice me.

Too be honest I believed there was something wrong with beauty. How could she fall in love with someone who was about half her age?

Beauty was an out grown woman in her early forties, with dark circles formed under her eyes, a few freckles covering her cheeks, the same misty grey eyes as me (unfortunately) and strawberry blonde hair, which had started to turn white.

On the other hand, beast was an ugly twenty nine year old, with trimmed black hair, almond shaped brown almost black eyes, and dark skin.

Did I mention beast was my cousin from my dad's side? Yes, I found it disgusting.

My mom always liked the movie beauty and the beast. Who knew that one day she would become beauty, but her beast would really be a beast, and not my father?

"I'm leaving," I interrupted, their little eye to eye moment.

They both turned my way, beauty scowling, while beast slightly smiled.

"I thought you already left," beauty remarked, not bothering to ask if I wanted any breakfast.

She too far gone in a world where she was learning only to love the idea of being loved.

"You thought wrong then," I snapped, rolling my eyes at her behaviour.

"Ok whatever, bye," she muttered, standing up.

"Have a good day, Serena," beast called after me, as I walked out the door.

I scoffed, "Good day, huh?"

There could never be anything good about my day. The times where the sun shone brightly was gone. It was now replaced with darkness, my only friend.

I hated love and anything to do with love.

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