The Not So Perfect Cinderella

Chapter 3 ~ Soft Side

  The Not So Perfect Cinderella: Chapter 3!!

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“To me, the thing that is worse than death is betrayal. You see, I could conceive death, but I could not conceive betrayal.”

-I forgot who wrote it :P

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It was about midnight when I heard footsteps getting closer to the entrance of the garage. I was expecting it. Expecting someone to come and beat me up. 

The door opened and there stood my mother. For some unknown reason, there was rage in her eyes. What did I do wrong?? I did everything she asked me to! My back leaned on the wall, I closed my eyes. Here it goes.

My mother walked and stopped next to me. A gasp left my lips when she kicked me hard in my gut. There were numerous kicks after that. She leaned down next to my face and slapped me so hard I thought I felt my brain move. “ You’re the reason he died. It’s your fault. Always remember that.” With that, she stood up and left. 

I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, and ached all over. I fell unconscious with mother’s words echoing through my head. 

                        My fault. It’s all my fault.

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    I woke up feeling numb. Not only physically, but emotionally as well. I didn’t feel pain, anger, or sadness……….Nothing. It felt weird but also nice. Not feeling anything sounded nice.

    I got up, even though my body protested. My arm had dry blood on it and I had a slight limp. Today isn’t going to be my luckiest day. Walking to the door took a little longer but I managed. 

    Reaching my room, I put my ear to the door. There was slight snoring and I was glad. I didn’t want Collin to beat me too.

     I walked into the room as quietly as I could. Taking out my grey sweatpants, white jumper, and converse, I went to the bathroom which was connected to my bedroom.

    Closing my eyes, I went in front of the mirror. It wouldn’t be that bad, right? Bringing up the courage, I opened my eyes. A gasped in shock at the sight of me. I had a huge bruise on my cheek, a few bruises around my eyes, and the scratch on my arm was bigger than I had expected.

    What scared me the most wasn’t the bruises or the scratch. It was my eyes. They looked so cold, dull, as if I was looking into the eyes of someone dead. The color had changed also. It went from being a light gold color to a dark, dirty gold.

    I changed with difficulty and wore my shoes and glasses. I didn’t really need the glasses. I only wore them so most of my face was covered from mom. She had always told me how much I looked like my father. Bandaging up my arm, I unlocked the door. Thankfully, Collin was still sleeping.

    I put my hood on so it covered my face. I didn’t bother going to the kitchen to eat. I wasn’t risking seeing my mom. Taking my bag, I walked out heading for school. School started at 7:30, so I had thirty minutes left. I could finish my homework since I couldn’t yesterday.

    I walked to an empty bench inside the school campus. Sitting on the bench, I started my calculus homework. Student started to reel in at about ten minutes till the first bell. A red ferrari came in view and I realized that I had never seen Collin’s car before yesterday. The car parked near the popular section. Mr. and Mrs. Popular came out, as in Collin and Alyssa.