Dangerous

~Chapter 1~

I wondered what my mother and sister will think of me now. I was completely different from the girl who left her home a few months ago. I wondered if they would recognise me…

Father died a year ago, four months after his death I decided that I needed time alone. I left my home, a place I had ever know and never left and went to see the outside world.

When my father was still alive, I was never allowed to wonder far away from the house. He worried for me very much, always got us what we wanted, we were his little princesses, mom his queen.

When he died the family broke apart. We lost everything. Mother struggled to keep the family. She had to work for money to keep us alive and to keep a roof above our heads. It was a horrible change, life that we weren't used to. But we had to adjust to it no matter how uncomfortable it was. We had to stand up for ourselves because no one else would help us.

My family was dealing with too much problems as it was so I decided to help where I could. I was out of my comfortable life and had to live in the real world. Four months after my father's death I decided to leave my family and chase my dream. I had to learn how the real world was.

In these past ten months I had learnt a lot. Father made a mistake by sheltering us from the world. When he was alive we had no offenders, no one dared to glare at us- they were always smiling at us; we had admirers.

He should have let us experience the hardships and we should have tried to help him when he needed us. He was the one suffering for our happiness. It was our own fault too.

The past ten months taught me a lesson I will never forget. And I learnt the hard way. The things of the past were revealed to me in the most painful way. My father's death caused me to realise that my previous life wasn't as perfect as I thought.

I got to know what people really thought of me. How those smiles I had been seeing all my life were fake. People didn't really admire us as much as I thought. We had enemies and father faced them in his everyday life as he tried to protect us, he was set up on seeing his family happy.

And that was the best and the worst thing he did for us.

I just wished he had shown us how much enemies he had and how much he was struggling…

We should have seen through his facade, we were so blind then.

Once I left my home I went to school, to learn art. I had loved art since I was young, I even had a few pictures I painted in my room, some all over the house. I drew and painted and now I was even better at it than I was before. The other thing I wanted to do when I grew up was to become a doctor… I couldn't finish my training as I had no money anymore.

My life had been hard the past ten months but it was the hardest the past month. My school hostel burnt down forcing us to go back to our homes. Those who could find places to stay stayed to finish their studies.

I got out of the fire with three degree burns so I was forced to come back home and heal. I didn't have anywhere to stay so I was going to come back home anyway.

The huge mansions of my home came into view through the window of the vehicle. Nothing was changed but it still felt like I hadn't been home in years.

I wondered what would happen after I arrived at home… What was I supposed to expect? How was my family doing? I had no idea.

The streets were all deserted unlike the ones I had been in in the Big City. The noise there was unbearable the first few weeks I was there but I slowly got used to it. Now I felt like the mansions around me were deadly silent and too deserted. It was like I just entered a ghost town.

A few minutes later I saw the familiar mansion of my home came in my sight. It still looked the way I left it only the doors and windows were closed, curtains drawn. It was like no one lived here but how was it kept so clean?

The front fountain was spotless, the garden well taken care of and there wasn't a speck of dust in the windows.

When the vehicle had stopped moving, I leaned forward slightly and tapped the driver's shoulder. The man jumped slightly and leant away slightly.

"Yes mam…" he tried facing me but quickly turned way, looking at the wall of the vehicle instead. "What can I help you with?"

I tried to ignore the ache in my heart at his behaviour. I looked disgusting and I couldn't blame the poor man for it.

"Have you heard anything about this family as of lately?" Everything in this neighbourhood was always recorded. People read about the lives of these people on news papers. They were celebrities to the middle and mostly lower classes.

The man shook his head and then hurriedly got out of the vehicle. Following him with my gaze I sorely noticed that all the windows were opened except the one on my left where I had been looking through.

Spending time with my family during this would be the best thing to do, I came to a sudden realisation. People were too judgmental, I knew my family would support me through this healing process.

Pushing the door open, I got out of the vehicle in time to see the driver throwing what was left of my luggage in front of the huge silver gates of my home.

"I have brought you to your destination. I- I would be living now." The driver hurriedly got into his vehicle and I closed the door.

I picked up my luggage and watched the vehicle disappear around a corner.

Looking back at the mansion, the tall silver gates towered over me. I took a large breath and took a step towards the small gate at the right of the big gate.

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