Poor. [ZM AU] IIII

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 i watched penelope run a hand through her thick, long blonde hair. she continued to pace back and forth even after dylain had left. i glared at my sister for a good few minutes as well; this is what she gets for thinking she is old enough to fall in love. dumb idiot. especially someone as stupid as dylain.

"i hope you've learnt a lesson, you need to know the person so well before you think about a relationship." but waliyha was really raging, i could tell she may not have meant her words but at the time she was filled with white hot rage because of what had just happened. her emotions were pouring out of her mouth as well as her eyes.

"yeah, because i would take relationship advice from someone who's girlfriend died just to get away from you!" penelope stopped pacing and froze. her blue eyes were wide with shock, they glued on me. she was waiting for my reaction. i felt myself shaking all over, my own anger was getting the better of me. i wanted to slap her, i wanted to slam her against the wall and snap her head off. she was my little sister and i was thinking of doing that to her.

i know i have anger issues, but i couldn't help but not be able to control them. natalia meant the absolute world to me. i had no heart because she took mines when she died. i'm cold, mean, rude; all because of her.

"you shut the fuck up you bitch. you can't blame me for being so stupid, naive and gullible. you're gonna end up as a prostitute if you're not careful!-"

"-at least i'm not a disappointment to the family." she then takes this as her opportunity to run up the stairs, most probably to her bedroom. it was wise because she knew i couldn't follow her due to my leg. i was still fuming though.

i was left alone with penelope and that wasn't helpful.

"you're not a disappointment. i'm certain she didn't mean it, she was just heartbroken. you know how sick that can make people." i nod my head, because i was a victim of heartbreak, one that i can't ever heal from. i knew it too well.

"i think you should go." i tell her in a quiet voice, as i was certain i was going to have my first breakdown in a while. penelope nods her head firmly, picking up her designer bag and heads to the door. she stops, turns around, opens her mouth as if she wanted to say something to me before leaving but shakes her head, and leaves me alone. i didn't realise how messed up my life was.

until now.

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"you're beautiful."

she giggles and smiles at me, lacing our hands together so gently, so carefully. she made me so happy, her happiness radiated onto me. nobody had ever made me feel this way before.

"you're not too bad yourself, sexy." she grins at me cheekily. i love this playful side of her. i love how our talks were full of affectionate words as well as shameless flirting. we had something that people can only dream of having. it was unlikely that someone like me would ever find someone like natalia, and then to have her fall in love with me too. it seemed impossible.

but it happened.

"are you nervous?" she looked up to me with worry and concern. i noticed she was scared that i would be, that this was a mistake. it wasn't. she needed to understand that. her parents were strict, they would hate me. was i scared to meet them?

hell no.

"of course not. if they don't like me, that's their loss. i still have you and you have me, and nothing can change that." most of my family adored natalia, my mother thought she was so helpful and nice whilst my sisters thought her fashion sense was amazing. my father didn't approve though, because she wasn't rich enough. it was dumb. we weren't rich at all, how can he say something like that? he was pretty much evil though. i couldn't care less about his opinion. it only ever mattered about what safaa thought, and the little girl practically worshipped natalia.