Kidnapped My Heart

Trouble

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Arabella Fiore

" Oh heck no. I'm not moving back there, nothing can make me move to New York." I yelled at my supposed father.

" Ara, it's for the best. You are always getting yourself in trouble and I'm sick and tired of hearing of your latest adventures." Alfonso Fiore responded while pointing at the newspaper that has my face plastered on it.

" Look at this Ara, is this what you want to do for the rest of your life. Partying all the time, and not even try to do something that can benefit your life." My father replied, exasperated.

What would you know, I'm doing all of this because of you, you don't even care. I wanted to shout at him, but I know that it will not help anything. We will just argue more and my head hurts too much to fight with him.

" Yes, that is what I want to do for the rest of my life. You can't stop me." I said getting angrier by the second. It's been almost an hour since I've been seating on this stupid chair getting lectured by Alfonso.

" I've had enough with you Arabella Fiore, your leaving tomorrow and don't ask me any more questions. You may leave now." He said rather loudly, dismissing me going back to finishing his work.

" Ugh, I hate you." I yelled again while getting up from the chair. I made sure to close the office door as loud as I could.

I wasn't even phase by the noise but I wonder how he would feel. On my way to my bedroom, I encounter my twin sister Lucibel, the perfect daughter, the one who never gets in trouble, the one who my father favor, always telling me to at least do something good for the family, just like her. It has not been always like this, I remember a time where we would not argue, we would just simply be a family and love each other. Not anymore, the father I have now is not the same father I remember Fourteen years ago.

" Ara, are you feeling okay." Lucibel ask me, on my way up the long staircase, worried laced in her voice.

" Get lost." I told her, not caring if I hurt her feelings or not.

Reaching my bedroom door, I open it and stare at the big room that doesn't seem much like a room anymore. I feel like everything in my life was simply fading away and never coming back, and one of them was my bedroom. Closing the door behind me, I walk to the bed and sat down on it. I touch the heart locket that was around my neck, and I unclapsed it.  Inside of the locket was a very tiny picture of my parents and two babies and all I could do stare at was my mother and I finally let the tears roll down my cheeks.

I cried for not being perfect, for not being the daughter that my father always wanted and I cried in longing for my mother. I miss you, I whispered to myself bringing the locket close to my heart.

I promised myself that night that I will never shed a tear anymore.

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I can't believe that I'm actually back in New York city. I should've fought harder, but I'm glad I got away from him. Looking out of the car window, my surroundings looks just like I remembered it years ago, nothing has change. I opened the door before the chauffer could and proceed to get my luggages. Danm, these bags are heavy, I muttered to myself as I carry one of them inside Fiore's hotel, I ignored the guy who was fussing over me. Apparently, a woman shouldn't be carrying something that is too heavy. What a laugh.

After getting the key card from Anna the receptionist, I made my way to the elevator. Once I reach room, I took the key card out of my purse to open the door, when I heard the click I turn the doorknob and dragged my luggage behind me. Then I went back downstais to get the rest of my stuff.