This chapter will be long and let me tell you it's quite loooonnnggg. Along with it, this chapter will consist of self harm, rape and mental abuse. So, if you feel any part of it upsetting you, I am sorry in advance goodies and I hope you accept it.
Also DON'T FORGET TO VOTE. I am dying people *pouts*. Just move your lazy ass finger to click the star button and if you feel like commenting, oh dear the stage is all yours *winks*.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
EDITED.
❝My outlook may resemble of Aphrodite but don't forget I have blood of Hades running through my veins.❞
-Phoebe Yardly
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"FINALLY IT'S SUNDAY." I glance at the peek of the sun rising over the tall buildings surpassing the red lines of the sky, the chirping of birds announcing everyone to wake up and start their routine.
"Everything is ready Phoebe, we can go now." I turn back to look at the small bag of trolley we are going to carry.
I nod my head and with one last glance at the serene scenery we head out to my old palace.
∞
The wind splashes my face where the slight wavy hair stuck on my nose making me smile. I tuck them behind and rest my head against the leather seat. The sudden halt jerks me and I glare at Jason who smiles sarcastically. The six hours long journey finally ended.
I unbuckle my seat belt and open the door stepping on the familiar land which belongs to the territory of Yardly. I am a little sad that I won't be able to talk to my parents. I sigh sadly. I lost half of my life either being protected or being protective.
Not a cent of my life I can say yes, I spent my whole time with my parents. I just, I just can't look at my parents now because I know I won't be able to focus on the given task.
∞
"We are here." I hum in response.
"Its the Eastern wing and here stays those immigrant people, also here is the shelter for those who don't have any home." I nod my head smiling contentedly and yet again I landed on my place.
"Fine but did you say anything to my parents?" I look at him.
