Catching My Queen

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A new chapter guys, happy reading everyone.

ZARA POV

Life has never been fair to me. I have also been gone through hell, but no one seems to notice. My parents loved me to death, but that doesn't be that I had my perfect childhood. I was bullied in school. Everyone used to make fun of me because I was fat. It was hard to concentrate on myself when everyone is making fun of you. In a very young age, I was quite clever. I could understand people gaze, their burning questions that were planted in their eyes. Mocking me and questioning me if I was my the abomination that my parents had given birth to.

Even though the word abomination was unusually harsh but that is what everyone made me feel like. I started losing myself in everyone's mocking comments but then came Scarlett who had helped me out of my darkness. She was like a light for me, helping me on the verge of death.

She tried healing me and a part of me even healed but the other part of me was still suffering. The part that desperately wanted people to cherish me. A part that wanted to be more than just perfect in the eyes of everyone. I had experienced so much hate from my classmates and my relatives that it was hard for me to accept myself. The part of me that healed was lost again when Scarlett left us.

My mind constantly kept reminding of the awful day I had and it did not seem to stop. Not only I had an awful day but there was a constant nagging in the back of my mind, screaming at me that something is fuckin wrong. My heard was doing its weird flips where it was going deep down in my stomach and suddenly I felt like choking. I couldn't grasp this feeling but it was familiar, all too much familiar. This feeling had only brought destructions in my life and yet I was experiencing it again.

I wanted to strangle Nick to death but at the same times, Ryan's words had pierced through my soul. Why can't I merely have a normal life? I sighed in annoyance at the thought of Ryan. I just could not figure out him. One minute he was too delightful but the next moment he acts like a proper asshole. I cursed myself for the millionth time on the same day when I allowed my guard down around him because of Scarlett.

Why does Ryan make me feel so vulnerable? Why is he in my mind all the freaking time? It pissed me off so much because all I could think about was Ryan while he does not give a tiny fuck about me and that hurts.

"I am going to sleep, Zara." Aliyah poked her head into my room and I nodded my head. She looked at me one last time and left me alone. I really was not in the mood of the normal chit chat because of the incident that happened not a few hours ago. The family of mine has there own unique and twisted way to get on my nerves but insulting my mom was the last straw for me.

My whole life I have experienced my grandmother insulting my mom, embarrassing her. She was never ashamed of her actions, but it just didn't stop at my mom, the moment I was big enough to understand what was happening it all was brought on me. Even though none of us told my dad about the cold, cruel reality of my grandmother. I know deep down he always knew what was happening in the house, but he was too much of a coward to stand up to his own goddam mom. It hurt to know that no one was there to stop that old hag to say whatever she wanted to.

I was fighting a battle of hate and vengeance with my relatives. The only thing I wanted was to get everything back that belonged to me and I also had no idea how I will do. I wish someone was there to help me but at the same time, I was a bit relief no one else had to face my curse.

I got up from my bed and flicked off the lights. I was exhausted already so the sole thing I wanted to do was to sleep. I laid in my bed and closed my eyes sleepily when I heard a knock on the window. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion but then let it slide. It was presumably the wind. Well, the wind doesn't have hands bitch and surly it cannot knock on the door.