She's not looking for money, not looking for luxury. All she wants is a little bit of love. Something that she's craved for her whole life.
But will she be able to recognise it when love itself comes looking for her.
Will she be able to break all t...
I heard a loud bang on my door followed by my dads shouts
"OPEN UUUP!!"
Bang bang
"I swear to God if your not down in 5 mins with your bags we're going to leave you behind. I don't want to be late because of you"
My dad threatened. I hear him march downstairs.
I know he's not bluffing. He will stand true to his words and really leave me behind and I don't want to stay behind alone in this house.
House. Not home. The only comfort this house brings me is the shelter it provides. There are no good memories here for me. I don't understand why my life is so different from everyone elses.
To an outsider we must look like a perfect family. My father, my mother, my sister and me.
My sister, Chloe, is my dads favourite. Well not just his favourite but basically everyone's favourite. With her tall model like figure, beautiful straight brown hair and captivating blue eyes like my mothers, she captures everyone's attention.
Me? Well I'm just your usual plain Jane. With my 5'3 height, brown wavy hair and light brown eyes. I've never liked my wavy hair. Why can't they be like my sisters'. My lack of social skills doesn't help much either. Unlike chloe Im not good at making friends. I've always been shy and quiet while she's been the bubbly one.
That is to everyone else. Not to me. I don't understand why she's so mean and cold towards me. Even as a kid whenever she used to have friends over at the house or at school, she would always bully me along with them. Which obviously didn't help me with my already non existence social skills and made me even more shy.
And no my parents won't do anything about it. They have always known about her behaviour towards me and have never done anything to stop it.
But how can I expect them to do anything when they themselves treat me as if I'm not their own flesh and blood.
We're all going on a family vacation to Italy. We have a flight to Rome in about 4 hours from now. I quickly pull my packed bag from the bag and literally run down stairs. I don't want to face my fathers wrath. He might leave me behind.
I reach the lounge and look around. My mom and dad are sitting on the couch with their bags on the side of the couch.
" where's Chloe?" I ask when I notice her absence.
My mom just looks at me sternly while my dad ignores me, as usual. I sigh and move towards the chair to sit when I hear my dad say.....well more like demand "Don't be lazy and get me a glass of water"
I stand up and get him a glass of water. I silently stand there beside him until he finishes and hands the empty glass back to me to put it back in the kitchen.
I remember once when I hadn't done this and he had shouted at me for disrespecting him and called me a useless piece of shit.
We wait silently for a 20 mins but my sister is no where to be seen. Aren't we going to be late. I think my father is thinking the same because he stands up and walk towards the stairs. He doesn't go up to call my sister instead just calls her from here
"Chloe honey can you please hurry up we got to leave or else we'll miss the flight"
He's not shouting at her or threatening her to leave her behind like he did to me.
But I don't say anything. I've gotten used to this kind of behaviour towards me. Not saying that it doesn't hurt. Obviously it does, a lot.
When I was a kid I tried my best to get my parents attention. Desperately trying to make them proud. Studying tirelessly, doing everything perfectly, doing what they want me to do, doing chores on time, trying to be a perfect daughter.
But I never get any word of love or even a sign that they are proud.nothing.
As for Chloe, she's showered with gifts even if she barely passes her exams.
"Coming dad" we hear the princess call out
A second passes and her highness graces us with her presence. My dad helps her with her bags. Yes bags, as in 4 large bags.We are just going for a week, she won't even be able to wear God knows how many clothes she's packed in those bags.
" let's go. Everyone in the car " my dad says
We all exit the house with our bags. Obviously I had to pick one of Chloe's bag as well and load it in the trunk. Once all the bags are all get in the car as well and are on our way to the airport.
Oh God please please let this trip be good. Please don't let my family ruin it I pray to God as I stare out side the window hoping something good happens in Italy. Maybe a change of weather may change my family's behaviour towards me. I know I know that might not happen but still a girl can dream right.
SOOOOOO finally done with the first chapter 🙈💃🏻
So so happy and proud of my self. I know, I know it's not perfect but still it's the first one and obviously as the story precedes and I get comfortable with writing it's going to get better.
Please do tell me what you think about the story, the characters, the cast. I know I've only given you a picture of her dads behaviour towards her (and a bit of Chloe's as well) but the chapter was getting a bit long. you'll get to know about everyone's behaviour towards her as the story flows.
Don't forget to like the chapter and leave a comment it will surely gives me motivation to write better and more.
Last but not the least, a picture of serena and Xavier. Your welcome 😉
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