Billionaire Daughter (On Hold!)

Chapter XI

Rosaline P.O.V

I don't know how long I laid there for, but I do know that the sun had started to rise from behind the trees that were seen from my bedroom window.

I turned my head to the right facing the window which captured the morning sun which start to change from a dark orange to a golden yellow which illuminated the inside of my room, as it climbed higher and higher into the sky it became almost mesmerising to watched but I knew I couldn't stare at it for so long as the suns brightness started to blur my vision.

Looking away after I couldn't look anymore I fixed my vision back onto the celling which I had been staring at before, but I hadn't really been looking at the celling, I had been somewhere else inside my mind, I am probably over thinking everything but it's what I do – I overanalyse situations, look at every downfall and possibility's in a situation.

I think I had slept for about an hour maybe more, but as soon as I woke up I couldn't go back to sleep to escape my reality. I know a lot of people have it more difficult than me in life, but I am still human, I can still feel pain.

"what am I going to do?" the question swarmed my head and every time the question was left empty of an answer.

There were many possibilities of what I could do; I could ignore everything and carry on with the way I am, I could run away, I could accept the situation I am in and let it flow, I could. . . but what will I do.

I knew I had to get up and work, but I couldn't find the energy let alone the mind set to work. So, I lay there, I lay there thinking.

I feel like something is wrong honestly, almost like I'm supposed to feel or do something, it's just that empty void in the back of your head that's taunting you to do something stupid or irresponsible, it's the same as the voices I always had in my head before they stopped talked and I'm worried they won't come back because in some ways I miss them, I miss the debates we have over everything, I miss the comments they would make on other people and I overall I miss the company that came with them without them I just feel lonely. I remember when I noticed the voices in side my head, it was the same day as Lilly's death and I always thought they were just a fill for Lilly, a way for me to not miss her as much as I was supposed to.

Tearing my eyes away from the ceiling I glanced over at the clock which hung above my bedroom doors '8: 53 Am – Wednesday 9th August' three things went through my head when I read that – one being that it won't be long before Spencer will knock on that door and ask what I want for breakfast. Two, it is two weeks from today that my ow so lovely brother will be turning thirty-one. And the last thing was that it was today that my life could change forever or it could stay the same.

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An hour had passed and there was still no sound of Spencer 'where is he?'

I was leaning against the black railings of my balcony which overlooked the garden, I had changed out of yesterday's suit before replacing it with black jeans and a dark red jumper, it was nothing fancy just plain and simple which was nice for a change from the tailored suits I wear on the daily. My feet were bare and slightly cold against the cream marble floor which oddly felt nice as it sent slight tingles up my legs.

"Rosie?" I smiled slightly at the sound of that voice.

"Morning" I didn't turn, not wanting to take my eyes off the beautiful morning sky.

"what happened Rosie? All the staff are silent, more than usual" the person stepped onto the balcony and at the sound of their heels walking towards me I turned.