A Dimension Through My Real Avenue

CHAPTER 17

RHIENNE POV:

     The letter, I didn't see it at first, sitting between my guitar and a stack of papers. It might be there for maybe for how many days, while I spent all day of my life busy thinking too much stuff inside of this apartment. 

     Nobody is perfect but mine was difficult I'm beyond that not perfect worst than that and it's hard to think that I've been just handling it always on my own thinking no one understands me because that's how I felt every time. I seek someone. A shoulder to cry on that just feels pity for me, not the understanding I want.

     There were just two of us left. I was hovering in my bed, staring at the ceiling still thinking about our trip to the immortal world and it's already 4 am, while Mel... I don't but I guess he is still on the sofa downstairs.

     The letter my parents gave to me before is still in there. Inside of it was a letter that I still haven't read yet. I slipped the letter back inside the envelope and placed it on the nightstand. I tried to shake my melancholia out of my head but my tears won't stop. I felt sad reading my real mum letter thinking that I loathe her so m

     The moon was full and high but it seemed larger than usual.

     Mel's words had kindled something I had become not too accustomed to starting that.

     I rose up to the bed and grab the letter envelope. I sat cross-legged on my bed clutching the envelope in one hand, I carefully removed the letter from inside it.

     It wasn't really an invitation letter to be exact but my parents usually say they should give me this without reading it and it's just for me to read. They respect my privacy and it should be me to open it and not their business to mind.

     I wonder how important this is now that Mel suddenly came into my life giving me info and unwrapping my curiosity.

To my beloved daughter,
     My marshmallow, As I write this I am carrying you in my left arm. Please my child I hope you'll understand I can't take care of you already my skin is now pale and skinny due to spells and power I'm giving to you. A power that can help you in your struggles. You need to live and don't give up. Maybe now you are thinking that I am such a bad mother but my child this is something I can't stop. Everyone leaves but every time person leaves you, there is always a new one.

     The thing is, I've been casting you some spells because the Gods dislike you and treats you as a cursed child. As a mother, I want the best for you and as long as I live, I will do everything in my power and abilities so that you won't think that way. I cast some spells and maybe you can consider experiments but all I did is already tested I won't do anything that will give you any harm just please I need your trust.
     I gave you the abilities of all elements and vampires, wolves, fairy, succubus, angel, demon, mermaid, or serene except their abilities to shift and last the carbon copy of your father's abilities that prick! traitor! deceiver!. Don't trust that peace of bull's shit

     I laughed. She is really my mother. 

     I'm sorry for making you think you are the worst it's my fault my little marshmallow please don't blame anyone.
And guess what I'm sure you grew up as a fine lady. A gorgeous like me hahaha I'm so proud of you my daughter.
This is mama my child please don't forget me I love you with all of my heart. Ignore what everyone keeps telling you because I am your mother and I know exactly what you are. You are unique, a beauty and, special.
As always, I am thinking of you and counting the days.

Love,

Your Gorgeousssss Mama

     I slipped the letter back inside the envelope and placed it on the nightstand. I tried to shake my melancholia out of my head but my tears won't stop. I felt sad reading my real mum's letter thinking that I loathe her so much because she gave me to others and gave her responsibilities to them, and I knew, too, that not to read this letter at all would be a thousand times more painful to my mother.

     My mum loves me so much that even it caused her life to keep making me not a cursed one. Everyone falls in love with the wrong person it's a mistake or not it's alright but it's a bad choice that she fell for my father because he is a fallen angel a bad one.

     My belief in fantasy is fake twisted. Luckily I have lived to tell the tale.

      With a heavy heart, I walked to the room's door twisting the knob to open it. I don't know if someone knows what abilities I have I think I should just practice them alone or observe my friends how they practice.

     I'm heading to Mel and I will say something to his apology or something. I don't say sorry easily since napaka mapride ko but in this situation, I gotta say sorry *sigh* damn my attitude.

      Mel is laying down on the sofa. I stood facedown then start shaking him "Mel... I know I've been such a dick  and I'm sorry for that"

      He nods at me then faces me with a smile crept on his lips "I know hahaha you are just like your mother SOMETIMES! And, let's start packing then" he said clapping his hands.

     I smiled back then we both head upstairs to my room. I grabbed my bag "ilang damit or ano yung mga gagamitin natin?"

     He shrugged "Nah just use your magic and etcetera to make your own things" I stared at him with disbelief.

     I pointed myself saying 'me?' to him and he nodded with his arms crossed this asshole"just bring important things"

     So, what to bring?... Kinuha ko yung isa kong notebook and my mechanical pencil I love writing since I'm always into poems and writing diaries. And grab my small book it's nice to read. Same as writing a book I think of it as a great idea. I believe it's very therapeutic.

     Mel hovered behind me, prodding my shoulder. "That's all?"

      "Yeah" I replied through a yawn. "Probably."

      He laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard. "How typical simple are you."

     I lifted my head. "Better simple than masyadong OA magdala" I said looking at his bags.

     He grinned. "Oh come on, Rhienne, where is your sense of adventure?"

     I pretended to contemplate his question. "I think it's buried deep beneath my natural instinct to survive or baka nasa mars I dunno"

     "You could have made out with a shadow," he said.

     I shrugged at him