Princess to Peasant

Reality Hit

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You are probably wondering why i left when my life was so fairytale and back on track. Well ill tell you that it wasnt a certain reason. It was actually all those little things that added up...

It was actually me and Jay planning to run away to the big apple together. We had been planning it for so long and he was the only person i knew that understood me- that i am eternally grateful for. So now im out here all alone in a small apartment above a sushi resturant. Dont worry me and Jay were fine so no typical fights best friends seem to have before breaking off then ending up dancing away together to there happily ever after. The thing is, i havent found my happily ever after yet. I left Jay.

It was 2 months into me realising that Jay was going to throw his life away for me. Unlike me he was popular, cute, funny, talented. He had alot of people in with him so he had alot to leave behind. Me? Yep well i had nothing to lose. Yes i know, MY PENTHOUSE! To be honest, back then i just wanted a normal life. So im pretty pleased with myself now to have achieved absolutely EVERYTHING. By everything i mean having an actual routine, daily planner, a diary!

Anyway, the summer vacation started and i was lying on his sofa when i asked "Jay, why?"

Naturally he was confused so i talked him through all the negative points of him going with me and he listened. After i finished i was panting for breath as he stood up and walked to me, placing his large hands on my shoulders.

"You can nag all you like Anna but you arent getting rid of me that easily" he whispered calmly and walked off. I remember giving myself a frustrated growl before pulling the shelf in anger and landing hard on my bottom, the shelf giving way above me. It was like a labrynth of confusement (word?) and i was stuck in the middle, stress and panic hurtling in at 100mph.

Meanwhile, 7 months later our plans to run away together had been shattered as Drey found his true love. Everything was put on hold and it was all about Drey and Stacey, with me stuck in the sidelines. I never realised that i wanted Drey so much until then, i thought it would always be me and him. Reality hit. It couldnt have happened anyway.

So why am i out here? By myself?

The bombshell hit only July 2011 when i was sitting in my room in my parents house after coming home for the weekend. Cooper was curled up in a little ball in my lap and i was frantically trying to finish my English assignment when my Mums shreik filled the house. I had run downstairs in a panicked frenzy and still have flashes of the dreadful day.

The funeral was a week later and i hadnt shed a single tear from the moment she had died after the armed robbers had broke in. I kept telling myself that i was sad but to be honest, i wasnt. Not for my loss...for my own mother! My Dad hated me so much and he had quit his job the next day, sinking into so much stress and grief that he had even considered suicide if our maid Mary hadnt stopped him. My Dad thought that i was possessed by the devil and on a quiet Christmas night, he snuck into my room and had tried to kill me. I was terrified and had managed to escape and ran through the night to Dreys apartment where i had cried myself to faint in his arms.

I had moved into my penthouse permenantly within the week and had shifted all my things. I havent seen my Dad since he had re-written his will, cutting me conpletely off. The man i saw then wasnt my sweet, caring father i had once known. He was a sociopath. A cheat. A madman.

But he still is my father.