MONSTERS (Z. M)

Chapter 17

Cherry

For the next seven days that followed I was being myself again or at least I tried to be. I still kept sneaking out of the house to go and beg Justin. And every single time after it went south, I would come home,  just stay in my room and weep for hours.

After, I would clean myself up and go reminiscing with Zayn and Flawrence  and dad. I still couldn't stand them. I mean I tried  to fake liking them but nada. I still disliked them a much if not more. .

I mean no matter what, Zayn continued to be Zayn, a control freak who was allergic to the poor. He was dramatic as hell and a continued pain in the ass, Flawrence was just there, sucking up to be my dad's sloppy seconds. He was a weak, weak woman and I couldn't help but wonder if that was the reason he gave birth to some stupid meniac like Zayn.

I only loved the time that we would go up to my dad's office and call Henry and we would laugh like old times. Weirdly, Henry started talking to me which resulted to him accidentally accepting that he was angry with me. He did not want to say why until I threatened to paint his room pink, is when he told me why, that I lead Justin on while I knew very well that I still had feelings for Zayn.

You know I almost gagged, oh I gagged actually, I just stopped myself from puking all my intestines out.

Still had?maybe the murdery feelings I had been carrying around since I was ten.

I told him that Justin was the one that left me, then he said something like "no wonder he stopped talking to me."

We finally forgave each other and went back to loving each other like old times, and of course, I was still going to redecorate his room to baby pink.

Sunday afternoon, I went to the cemetery and talked to my mum and son. I told them how sorry I was for stealing their time and giving it to someone who didn't deserve it. I told my mother how I had found great love in Justin.I apogized to my mum for not following her wishes  before. For being selfish and only thinking about my happiness above everyone.

By the time I was done, I was exhausted so I sat on some cutely cut grass to rest. I grabbed a children's storybook from my purse and placed it on my head as a pillow.  I had brought with me with the intentions of reading for my son, but I ended up having too much time with my mother that I felt drained.

I woke up to the earth shaking and thunder rumbling loudly. I wanted to run out but the lights went off leaving me confused in a blinding darkness. I tried to call someone, anyone for help but my phone had no reception and stupid me had asked my guards to go home that I would call them when I was done. They knew better not to stand between me and my mum so they just left me.

As I waited for the rain to subside I curled into I corner waiting and praying thet it would  end soon. It was pitch dark in there and those horrible horror movies I had watched in college with Regina, kept messing me up. I suddenly felt like there were people in there, other than just me, but I couldn't call out loud.

I shut my eyes scared to open them and find a sharp light coming from the middle eye of a floating head. It was worse that being locked in the witch's bedroom for months .Why did it have to rain so suddenly? The rain came from nowhere. My dad must have been going crazy and probably charging all the bodyguard with treason for leaving me alone.

I heard footsteps approach and I cowered in further, my heart beating loudly. For a moment there, I was scared to die without seeing my mum's wishes through. It was ironic that weeks earlier I even thought of killing myself and there I was praying to not die.

"Cherry are you okay?" I thought I was dreaming. I held my breath so that I would not be noticed, just on case I was hallucinating and that voice even human.. " It's me, Where are you are you?" I let out the air that I had  been holding for sometimes now and I was a nanosecond from passing out.