Chapter three

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"Did you think about it?" Zander sat beside me.

"I did and.... I think maybe i should give it a try." I smiled and he grinned.

"Am so happy your coming Odette." His sounded sad

"Whats wrong Zander?" I asked looking him in the eye.

"You know ill be alone out there, our siblings dont want to spend time with us."

My heart ached how they treat Zander just because he supports me and cares for me. They all bunch of spoiled brats who cares nothing not even they sibling, just chasing popularity. I hate them so much.

"Dont worry Zander I'll always be there for you." I assured

"You know what hurts the most Odette."

"What?"

He took a deep breath before continuing "Zaylee just confessed that she is ashamed of being my twin." His voice cracked.

"That if i was her twin i would care more about her and not you."

I gasped

"Odette i love her so much and you know it." He burst into tears and leaned on my shoulder. I held him like a fragile glass which can break anytime.

"Shhh Zander dont cry." I sniffled.

"Listen to me.." I cupped his cheeks "i wont go to the resort, the further you are away from me the closer you'll be to Zaylee." I said.

I think its a bad idea to go there. Maybe this is the only way Zaylee will be close to Zander.

I wiped his tears angrily "No you wont."

"Odette i tried my best to show my love and care to my twin but it seems like she really doesnt care about me. She became a bitch. And i hate bitches. After her confession the only thing i feel for her is pure disgust."

"No dont say that she is your twin Zander. Your other half."

"Not anymore. Not anymore." He shook his head and left.

"What was that?" Jayden entered.

Them! They made Zander this way. They filled Zaylee with all those things in her head. They are the reason my baby brother is broken.

"Get out!" I hissed.

"What?" He asked confused

"OUT!" I growled and slam the door.

"Dahlia?" He called

"Im not Dahlia, i am ODETTE" i shouted.

That night i cried all alone in the darkness. Odette was my grandmother from dad's side. She was like an angel, so calm, always smiling. She was the light in her house.

Dahlia was my grandmother from mom's side. She was the exact opposite of grandma Odette. The reason why mom hates me. Out of respect dad called me Odette Dahlia. After my two grandmothers not just one.

They say my grandmother Dahlia evil fate fell upon me.

Since the others found out about this, they started calling me Dahlia. And thats how 'the witch Dahlia' came from.

Most of my habits, my favorite colour, my everything resembles Dahlia. I hate it sometimes, but deep down Dahlia is my favourite grandmother.

I met her once like two years back in a family reunion, she was the only person who understood me. We had this special connection like she knows what i am feeling. Unlike grandma Odette, she would just be the typical grandma spoiling us. But i didnt need to be spoiled i needed someone who could undertand me.

And that was my grandmother Dahlia.

My phone vibrated signaling there was a phone call.

"Hello." I wipped my tears

"My child why are you crying?" A voice asked. It was Dahlia.

"Grandma." I burst into tears.

"Shh baby dont you cry Grandma is here to make you smile." She sang. Did i say she was a good singer? Oops i forgot

"Grandma you always know how to lighten up my mood." I chuckled.

"Dahlia open up." Jayden called. He has been trying after every one hour. I let out a growl.

"Go away!" I roared

"Who is that honey?"

"Jayden" i replied curtly

"Dont push away your siblings honey."

"Why? They know my worth now" i rolled my eyes.

"Maybe people word are right you got my evil fate. My siblings hated me once."

"Then?"

"When i turned seventeen. It all changed. They considered me as their sister again. It all happened fast."

"Am seventeen. And mom started talking to me and Jayden. We do have the same fate grandma" i chuckled "whatelse?" I asked

"I met you grandfather"

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