Twins With the Queen Bee

Chapter 11: The Aftermath

"Look who decided to come crawling back."

I give her the driest look I can muster. "No I was dragged back. Get your facts straight." Bethany just rolls her eyes and turns around, flipping her hair in the process.

My parents suddenly appear in the entrance, running like their life depends on it. "Oh my God honey! Never do that again! We missed you so much!" My mother yells with big mood swings as she almost tackles me and envelopes me in a hug. My father follows after, sandwiching me. They haven't hugged me like this since I was nine. I'm almost glad I ran away and came back. I hope it made them realize how easily they can lose something. And hopefully that realization will make them better parents. One can only dream. They release me. My mother still holds my shoulders, making me look straight at her. "Why would you run away from us like this? Do you hate me?" she asks. The look in her green eyes is making the butterflies in my stomach swarm. Her next question makes me want to fall to my knees and beg her for mercy. "Do you  think I hate you?" My mother chokes on the words.

"No no I don't! I know you love me and I know you try your best at—" I try to explain but get interrupted.

"Try  to do my best?" My mother looks even more hurt. "Lizzy are you saying I'm a bad mother?" She hasn't called me Lizzy in so long. All I had to do was runaway to go back to the past.

"No you're an amazing mother it's just... it's just with your job you're not around much and I know at seventeen that shouldn't bother me but it does. When I need to talk to you you're never there. It's always the chefs, the maids, the butlers that are around. It's never you."

"You don't like being rich do you Elizabeth?" My father asks after minutes of being silent. I guess he sees the answer and confusion in my expression because then he explains. "You look much happier than before. You look like you have traveled across the world, seen everything there is to see. You look like you went on an adventure and met some people on the way, yes?" I nod my head. He looks a little proud that I went out. Until more servants come into the entrance to see if I'm back and news reporters start pounding on our door. Now his expression is the robot representative it always is. "Well I can't have my daughter, a fellow Miles on the street. Elizabeth Marie Miles you are my daughter, I love you, therefore you are never to leave this house again without permission, do you understand?" 

I can't believe him right now. But there's nothing I can do except stand up as straight as I can and look him dead in the eyes. "Yes sir. But also do remember that I'll be eighteen in seven months. Then I can leave when I please," I say, smiling before I give my most precious finger to the news reporters and walk upstairs to my room.

Bethany is at my door. She's leaning on it, probably excited that her break from torturing me is over. Right when I'm on the top step is when she pushes herself off the door to stand like a normal human. It's too obvious she was waiting for me. Like always I don't care what she has to say.

"Well someone grew a pair while she was out there," she says. "I'm actually kind of proud."

"Save it bitch," I blurt out, trying to get into my room. For a small moment I regret letting that slip out, but the look on her face makes it all better. The look on her face makes me happy and I realize that I've got nothing to lose. I've never have.

"Awh! You're the bitch! And the slut too, having a whole bunch of guys coming out of your room covered in slime everyday of the week. I can't believe we are even related! You are a disgrace to the Miles name. No wonder it took Mom and Daddy so long to report you. They were relieved you were gone."

The last one hurt a little bit. I was out there for three days without any sign that anyone was looking for me. I can't let that show. I can't show any weakness. So I smile a very sinister smile, I can feel the mental rush it gives me.