Poisoned Love

01. Prologue

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I never thought I'd end up here. Out of all the places in the world, I chose to come here, with him. I don't even know if it's the booze kicking in or if it's just me. I can't lie, a part of me wishes we broke up on better terms.

"So..." I sighed, twirling the ends of my hair. "what are we summarizing again?"

"Pride and Prejudice." Cole says and I huffed.

"Seriously?" I snarled and palmed my face disappointedly. I couldn't care less about the people around us staring at me for my loud voice. "We read that yesterday and we watched the movie." I complained.

"We're in a library, would you lower your voice?" He whispers, fixating his gaze on the book. "This is our assignment for tomorrow, Lydia. It needs to be done." He can't be serious.

Like hell it does. I pushed my chair back and it made a loud screeching noise. I decided to leave and I ignored my ex boyfriend calling me to go back in there. I cannot stand being around him anymore or around that stupid book. I fumbled with my keys clumsily until I pressed my fingers against the cold metal of my car keys. I unlocked the car and climbed inside, quickly starting the ignition and heading home. I turned some soft music to soothe my mood. I tapped my fingers along the rhythm of the music on the steering wheel.

I reached my home and got out, slamming the door behind me. When I entered, I was welcomed with pitch black darkness and dead silence. I turned the lights on and headed to the kitchen. I slid a glass across the counter and poured myself some cold water.

"Lydia? I didn't know you'd be back home so early." A familiar voice says and I don't need to turn around to see who it was...but I did anyway.

"Cole and I were done early so I came home." I lied.

"Oh." Cara, my older sister, says. "Well, I'll be upstairs with Mom, we're discussing options for the wedding dress."

"Count me out." I retorted.

"Why? She wants you to choose some styles for her!" Cara says in an excited tone.

"Can she at least be grateful that I'm coming?" I sighed in profound disappointment.

"Lyd, it will mean so much to her if you-"

"No!" I snapped, making Cara gasp. "Don't make me change my mind." She nodded wordlessly, hurt was evident in her eyes but I didn't care. Nobody cared when I was hurting over my father. Instead of mourning over him, my mom decided to go out of her way and she got engaged to Ademar, a middle-aged guy who also happens to be the CEO of one of the biggest companies in New York. I dislike him just as much as I dislike this whole wedding decision. I'm starting to regret agreeing to go to that ridiculous wedding.

I charged up the stairs and walked down the hall, passing by my mother's room without looking inside and I hastily entered my room. I was relieved to see that everything remained untouched and I felt the familiar warmth of the room rush upon me and eliminate my goosebumps. I stripped out of my clothes, took a quick shower and threw on some pajamas then I propped myself on my bed. A gentle knock on the door interrupts my moment of tranquility and peace.

"Lydia?" My mother chirps, popping her small head inside the door frame. I rolled my eyes bluntly and muttered a come in. I'm going to regret this. She flickered on the lights as I unwillingly stood up from my laying position and crossed my legs on the bed.