[Chapter 23: The Battered Life of the Living Hell]
Joilene’s POV
I was eating my lunch quietly and soulless. I was with my mother but she’s on the other end of the table that separates us meters apart. I didn’t have enough sleep since our rivalry attack us. Especially last night, I talked to Eunhyuk and read a bunch of books about breaking the spell or curse rather.
Clinging of glasses, utensils and plates echo the whole room full of tension and heavy atmosphere. The maids were standing every corners of the room waiting for our ever commands. The door flung open that obviously caught everyone’s attention.
The battered person who made our life a battered life of the living hell enters the dining room with full of confidence, full of innocence if that what’s everything thinks. I had enough of her acting skills. I wonder when she will stop because she’s way below the belt and she just stuck there irritatingly.
“Tricia? Are you fine sweetheart? Why did you get up? You should have called for someone to ask for something” the over acting battered mother said…here she comes~ Shit too much drama~
I chuckled as I wipe my lips with the table napkin. I stand up from my chair and decide to leave them to have their momentum. I turn my heels to leave the room but my dearest sister uttered something to make me look back and wonder.
“You haven’t finish your breakfast yet come on join with us, Joilene” Tricia invited me to join them to breakfast? I raise her my eyebrow with a suspecting smile.
“Since when do you become so nice? When do you know that I’m your sister? The last time I check you last your memory. And since when do you start to remember everything? Well actually not all, right?” I said in full of sarcasm. BoA seems to be surprise with my actions but she never care for me. I bump on Tricia’s shoulders. She fooled us every one of us.
“Is that how you treat us after everything we’ve been though everything we’ve done to you?” BoA asks angrily as she raises her voice. I snorted and faced her.
“What everything? What ‘though’? What ‘done’? You didn’t do anything good to me besides giving me to live a life but that’s not enough to treat me like this. I never see you as my mother or a friend. I live a life full of question and just to remind you I face all of those and answer it on my own. You’re so childish and I hate to seeing you to. So quit it. After all, I didn’t bother if you don’t see me as your own child because you never fill your responsibilities to me so don’t talk to me like I owe you something” I exclaimed pointing my finger at her. My hands are sharking at the same time I feel relief saying those words at her. I also didn’t notice that the boys are at the door standing frozen seeing the act that I’ve made.
“I prefer having Yvette in my side rather having you all,” I said in a calm voice and I saw the boys reactions seems to be remembering the last time’s meeting with Yvette which must really change their minds. Fools!
I roll my eyes and exiting the room. Luhan stop me by holding my left arm but I pull my arm harshly. I’m not in the mood to talk now I hope they understand.
“Can’t you see boy, you’re all blinded by lies they are all using you. See?” I told them as I look at Tricia. Lay caught my attention. I don’t know if I’m wrong but I see relief in his eyes.
I decide to go for a walk first to relieve my stress. I found myself walking along the river. I sat on a bench as I look from a far. I hope this is the end if it is why can’t I feel the victory the peace. Something is still bothering me life something is meant to happen.
Dad is still missing, Tricia is being weird, Yvette if she’s really on Rain’s side she must have save him or killed us but no. Vampires still exist, Crowley I hope he’s dead. There are still questions to answer---Someone cover my mouth with a cloth and I panicked in a second but I can’t fight back. My eyes are closing on its own and I passed out.
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