It's about a young teenage girl running away from the problems at home and adventuring the vast land to look for a better life... at least I hope that's what it come out to be.
That old witch doesn't think she can come in here and boss me around does she? I fold my arms without moving an inch. "No" I simply say but the fiery expression on my face gives it all away. My eyes burn red and a hint of yellow. I was mad and to be honest a little excited to finally go against this witch's word. The witch smirks at me "Since when did you get bold?" She says with a look of evil In her eyes "You bow down to your queen," she held her head up high. I simply laugh at the buffoonery that was taking place.
"You think your queen?" I scoff at her and tsked, "if you think your queen, then that means I'm just some animal pretending to be human. You are nothing, but a low life gold digger who knows nothing about giving a shit!" I say with most disgusted face as my eyes turn green, anyone could have recognized this even without my eyes. I kept my arms folded looking into her evil black eyes, never breaking contact. Just as she folds her arms with the nastiest smirk spread across that ugly face of hers.
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" So what if that's true? You're father-" I cut her off in the middle of a sentence "step-father" Victoria scoffs " your step-father will never know, so it doesn't matter" she smiles wide and proud.
"Oh, he will know." Smiling wide and proud of what I have managed to do so far.
"Really?" Victoria says plain, "and how is he going to find out?"
"I'm going to tell him." I say with my chest huffed and puffed as I'm proud of what I've accomplished.
Victoria had a moment to think about it and actually got scared for a moment, but as quickly as it came it was replaced by irritation. "What makes you think that he'll believe you?" She said with a ugly smirk on her ugly face.
This witch gets on my last nerve, I think to myself. The stuff she says is aggravating, I just can't deal with anymore. Aaaarrrrgggghhh!! I scream in my brain whilst Victoria stood there with a smug look on her face. I've had enough of this. I walk out the room almost like I'm running. Victoria of course is right behind. She's frantically waving her arms everywhere and trying to catch up to me, but since she has no athlete skills, other then having men do her all the fucking time, she couldn't keep up with my pace.
I see step-father just around the corner. I almost get there when Victoria grabs me by the arm, turns me around and slaps me. On instinct I grab my cheek and hold it there for a minute. Victoria had this look of victory on face. She thinks she won. Oh how wrong she is.
I slap her back. Not to hard because if I did step-father would notice and it would be the end for me. Still, Victoria was taken aback and stepped away from me. She was about to go to my step-father to tell him, but I stood in her way. She slapped me again and this time it was way harder than last time. I stumbled back a little from the force of the slap. My hand was on my face. I slowly brought it down to look at it, to find there was blood on my hand. I looked and my hand then at Victoria then at her hand. Her ring had cut my face and I was now bleeding.
I walk away from her and run to my step-father. He was in the library looking for a certain book. I went up to him and tapped his shoulder.
"Yes? What's wrong?" He asked without looking away from the shelf.
"Victoria is being really rude and she slapped me twice and she also cut my cheek." I say really fast to where I almost stumbled over my own words.
Step-father looked away from the bookshelf to look at me. When he say my bloody cheek he gasped in horror. He had this look of 'petrified' on his face. He held my cheek and I winced at the pain. Victoria soon came in the room and to my dismay, she had to be wearing this ridiculous outfit that my dad had liked.
My dad walk up to Victoria and started asking her questions. I watched on in a daze until Victoria pointed at me with a look of fiery and a hint of fear? What was she plotting?
