The ringing in my ears continued and I still felt a wee bit of pain.
I stepped into the bathtub and set the shower on.
I stayed in there and cried. The shower never judged anyone about crying, it would let you sit and cry till you cant cry anymore.
I used that opportunity to cry. I knew I was too old for this but I didn't care. I had to cry all my sorrows out.
My confusion.
My pain.
Everything!
Some seconds later I came out of the shower and dressed myself in a huge white cardigan and white bottoms.
I wasn't going back to my world and that was exactly what looked certain at this point in time.
I wondered if anyone missed me back at home.
Did anyone even notice I was gone?
Anyone?
There was a knock on my door.
Who could it be now.
Without my consent what-so-ever,the soul still came into my room.
"H...hey." It was princess Araya.
I tried my best to sound as normal as possible. "Araya... hey..."
"Look okay, I'm extremely sorry. I had no idea this would happen. I mean i kinda did but... what I'm saying is that I'm sorry and you didn't deserve that because you were trying to help me see the world I was missing out on."
I shrugged. Araya looked probably too clueless to even be at fault. It was probably my mistake.
Plus, you really can't blame the girl for having a ruthless mother.
"It's really not your fault." I said.
I still could not help but wonder why Mañana chose not to go on with her torture. After all, she looked pretty bent on giving me the torture I deserved.
As if Araya had been reading my mind,she spoke up. "Auntie Denvera came around."
"Why?" I asked.
"They needed to... talk about something."
"About what?" I asked.
Araya seemed greatly perturbed about the question. "I don't know exactly. Mother never really does tell me anything. She and auntie Denvera used to be cool... things changed..."
I couldn't stop myself from asking. "How... why?"
Araya looked down whilst sitting on my bed. "The forget wars."
What?
Araya jerked as if she had just been snapped back into reality.
"You were saying something... about the forget wars." I reminded.
Araya stared at me. "Forget anything I just said."
I was getting suspicious now. I tilted my head towards her direction. "What do you know Araya? Tell me what you know."
Araya got up. "Sorry again... I have to go. I'll see you later."
Before she stepped out the doors of my room, I called out. "Araya, if you do know anything about the forget wars it would be nice if you told me."
She didn't turn back. "I... I don't know."
That was definitely a lie.
She left and the moment she did, I searched the little drawer for a notebook and pen.
When I found something, I scribbled with a huge handwriting on the front.
"FORGET WARS."
If there was a conspiracy somewhere, I was bent on finding whatever it was.
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Author's Note.
Hello mwah babies!
I cant even begin to tell you how happy I am to write this chapter.
A few of my mutual Wattpad buddies may have known before now that I had some issues trying to figure out Wattpad on my laptop but I finally have and I am soooooooo happy.
I linked my mobile account with my PC account so now it's easier for me to type and publish things faster since I am apparently a keyboard freak.
so y'all should get ready for quicker updates. Shout out to @dislovergurl who helped me get through PC issues.
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