Destined to Fall

Chapter 2

     I stare at my ceiling, thinking about the conversation I had earlier with my mother. What did I think, that she would agree with me? I slowly lifted my hand and touched my face, I could still feel the sting of her slap against my cheek. Sitting up, I recalled the previous event.

     "A regular school?" My mother now looked at me with a sense of mock curiosity. She crossed her arms and cocked her head, signaling me to continue.

     "Yeah. I don't mean to ridicule the professors you have hired, but I think I would do better under..." I searched for the right word, "...normal teachings."

      My mother was stirring here tea, staring down at her plate. "Oh darling," she said without looking up, "Whatever made you think this? You are being taught under the most elite professors in the country. You should be grateful."

     I almost choked when I heard her say this. "Grateful? I don't thi-"

     "No, no. I don't want to hear another mentioning of this topic. You will continue your studies under your professors, and that's final." I could hear her foot starting to tap the floor again. She was pissed, but she wasn't the only one. I had had enough of being pushed around by her. She may be my mother, but she can't deny that I have personal preferences and rights just like her.

     "No. I want to go to a public school. I don't care what you think. I don't feel comfortable under my professors, and I feel I am not obtaining the proper social skills a normal teenager needs. I won't be bossed around by you. Not this time." I stare at her, I could feel my anger rising.

      "I guess you have a point." As she spoke, my bubbling anger was soon replaced with mere shock. I have a point?

      "Come here darling." She motioned for me to walk over to her.

      I get up and head over to her side of the table. As I approached her, she turns to face me. I am now standing in front of her, staring into her bright blue eyes. She lifts her hands and touches my cheeks.    

      Without warning, she draws back her hand and whips it across my face. For a moment, all I can do is stare. Soon, I can feel the pain sizzle through my skin. I don't even have to look into a mirror to image what my face looks like.

      "You're right." My mother whispers. "I should listen to you, because now I know how little manners you've acquired. Good job, you have made yourself heard." With that, she turned to one of the butlers. "Take this young lady to her room and lock her in. Until she learns the proper way to talk to her mother, she will not be coming out."

      One of the butlers came walking towards me. "This way, ma'am." He grasped by arm and led me away, like a horse. I couldn't help but feel weak. Yet again, I had failed. I followed the butler willingly, giving up on everything.

Author's Note~~
I am so, so, so, so, so sorry for not writing. Long story short, work got the best of me. Good news is, I'm back! I am going to try to update this story every couple of days. Hopefully I won't get caught up again.

Please tell me how you feel about this chapter and what I should write about next! Ideas are always welcome :)