Cowgirl Boots: a Cinderella Story

Christmas Special- Sleeping Beauty

HUGE TRIGGER WARNING!!!!

Selena's POV:

I stared out the window in the living room, watching the sunrise on Christmas Eve, savoring a warm cup of herbal tea. The others were still sound asleep, enjoying their days of Christmas break by the hour. There was no deference to me. I don't see the need for Christmas, not since- since Father died. I tried shook the negative thoughts from my mind as I took a sip of my tea.

"No one's here, you can talk to yourself." I whispered to the air.

"Father didn't die naturally, did he?" I asked myself, before answering, "no."

I blinked back my tears and set my tea down on the small brown table, which was next to the giant blue comfy chair that I was curled up in. I hugged my knees to my chest and studied the pink and purple sunrise with blurry vision. Mother killed him. I still don't know how, but I know she did it. I admitted to myself. But you don't have proof so you can't tell anyone. They'll think you've gone crazy.

"Selena?" A kind voice in the door of the living room asked, "what are you doing up so early?"

I glanced over my shoulder and saw Mrs. Adam coming in. She was still dressed in her white housecoat and red pajamas.

"I always wake up at four-thirty." I answered quietly, "there's no point in staying in bed if there's a sunrise to watch and cup of tea to enjoy."

Mrs. Adam sat down in the couch on the opposite side of the room, next to the Christmas tree. We watched the sun rise above the horizon and into the sky in silence. It was a comfortable silence, one that I felt safe in. Somehow, safety scared me so I took my empty mug to the kitchen and placed it in the sink.

I folded my arms and leaned against the counter, staring at the floor. It doesn't matter, you didn't stop Mother from killing him, so your to blame as much as she is. She is being punished, but they overlooked you, so don't take it for granted. I took a deep breath and shook my head again, attempting to rid of the negative voices in my mind. I left the kitchen, heading for the room upstairs, that I shared with Grace. Georgie and Iris were in-spreadable, except when Benjamin came around. Georgie was falling hard for him, but so was he, so I wasn't worried about him breaking her heart. Grace and I get along well enough; she stays in her space, and I keep myself to myself.

I sat on my bead, leaning against the wall behind me and watched as Grace slowly woke up and gathered the things she needed to take a shower. Once she left, I turned my attention to the window. I could see all the way to the highway on the far side of the fields, where no vehicles drove this morning.

I picked up my phone and flipped it around before pressing the home button. I had no notifications because the only thing I used my phone for was for emergencies and watching people by using the screen as a mirror.

"Can I come in?" I heard the, unfortunately, familiar voice of Roy ask from the door.

"No." I answered, knowing he would anyway.

He did, sitting down against the dresser that Grace and I shared, on the floor.

"So what did you get me for Christmas?" Roy inquired with a straight face.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"What makes you think I got anyone anything, much less, you?" I scoffed.

"Because it's Christmas?"

I rolled my eyes. I don't care that it's Christmas. Your lucky I did get you something so your hopes and dreams about tomorrow morning aren't crushed.