The life I never wanted.

Chapter 6

It's been a week but now I'm updating. Finally. Couldn't update yesterday 'cause I was catching up with art coursework and putting up my Xmas decorations, but I'm here now. Enjoy Chapter 6.

Chapter 6:

Before I fell asleep I had managed to pack away my clothes and box up half my books. When I woke up though, everything was packed and my room looked bare. I guessed Lorna and Alexander had done it to make sure we could leave as soon as possible. That made me pissed. They had no right to touch my stuff.

Glancing around, I saw a pile of clothes on the dresser by the window. I didn't recognise them, so I jumped out of bed to get a closer look. Lifting up the first garment, I barely held in a groan. In my hands was a sleek, black dress and a pair if black heels sat next to the pile to match.

"Seriously?" I asked no one in particular. For a moment, I thought about digging through one of my suitcases for a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Deciding to play nice, I trodded to my bathroom, washed, brushed my teeth and then returned to my room where I slipped on the dress.

The bodice clung to my frame and then the skirt flowed down from my hips. It made me feel naked. The dress may have made it onto my person, but I regarded the heels hesitantly. I'd never actually worn heels before, so I was extremely scared of falling over every five minutes.

When I had the shoes firmly secured to my feet, I took a small step forward. Then another. Then another. I got as far as five steps before I began to wobble and step on the bottom of the dress. Fuck. How do other women walk in these?

Trying to walk again, I congratulated myself when I reached the top of the stairs. My victory was short lived when I realised I would then have to walk don them. I fucking hate heels with a passion. 

After I managed to successfully descend the stairs without breaking my neck, I tip-toed to the living room. Well, as much as I could tip-toe in massive fucking heels.

All four adults were present and simultaneously looked up at my entrance. Lorna and Samantha both began gushing at how gorgeous and sophisticated I looked, whilst Alexander and David stood back and complimented me on how well the dress fit me.

"Right. Can we just go because otherwise I won't want to leave." I mumbled to them and walked out  to the car, my heels making me sound like a trotting horse on the way.

The car door was obviously locked, so I waited until I heard the distinctive click before trying to open it. I sat with a gloomy expression on my face as I thought about all the things I would be leaving behind. I thought of Rae and everything we've done together. I remembered a recent memory of just her and I watching 'Avengers Assemble' in the cinema and then arguing over which character was the best.  Rae had, of course, made a very convincing argument for Tony Stark, but I would always stick with poor, misunderstood Loki.

I also though of Shauna and Trent and how, with a few simple words, Rae and I were able to get them back together. But most of all I thought of Samantha and David Wilks who, up until then, I believed to be my parents. They cared for me, loved me, laughed with me and supported me for 17 years and they were never going to remember it once I left. I would never forget anyone from that life.

I hadn't realised how long I'd been sat there for or that I had been crying until Lorna and Alexander got into the car with me. I didn't want to say goodbye to Samantha and David because it would have been too painful and make the whole situation more real.

I hadn't been told where exactly we were going, but then again, I didn't really care because then I would have made a guess on how far away I was from my former life. We drove for what seemed an age and when we finally arrived at our destination, the surrounding area was shrouded in darkness and the only light was the moon illuminating the front of the impressive manor house before me.

"Come on, Dear. You need to get settled in." Lorna's gentle voice entered my ear and caused me to look at her. she had a delicate smile adorning her face and a sympathetic sparkle in her eyes.

"Okay, Lorna." I couldn't call hr mum. I barely knew her. I know I was her daughter, but she practically abandoned me for seventeen years so I felt she didn't deserve the title.

Upon entering, a maid immediately began showing me to my room. She led me up the stairs and through numerous hallways before she finally stopped at a painted black door. Well, at least I wouldn't get lost in that corridor seeing as how all the other doors were plain oak.

"You have an en-suite bathroom , Miss. But, if there is a problem in there, two doors on the right is another one." Without giving me a chance to thank her, she scurried of downstairs past the other servants who were bringing boxes to my new room.

Whilst I was waiting for them to get out of the way before I could enter, I took a good look around the room. The walls were purple and the bed covers were black and white. Everything else seemed to fit with that colour scheme. It was as if they had designed the room before they had even met me.

I sat on my bed and wrenched the shoes off of my feet. I was pretty sure I was going to have blisters tomorrow. I had forgotten that I was still wearing the dress until I took of the heels. The bottom of the skirt was beginning to fray where I had stood on it so much. Maybe there were some pyjamas in the  wardrobe because all my were still in my suitcase. I got a shock however, when all I saw were dresses and heels. There was still room for my clothes to go in there, nut I didn't really need all these stupid fucking dresses.

I decided to try the dresser next, hopefully there was some folded up in there. Nope, of course not. instead of pjs there were several night-dresses and you could hardly call them that. They were skimpy and would probably only reach the top of my thigh. I wasn't going to try them on to find out.

"The actual fuck?" I muttered, placing the garment I had been holding back in the draw.

I then began to rummage through my suitcaes until I found something decent to sleep in. Finally finding a long t-shirtthat belonged to an ex-boyfriend and a pair of sleep shorts, I changed and jumped into bed. My stuff could remain packed until I was ready to get it all out.

A/N:

Finally done. Gotta go now but I shall be back, hopefully sooner than later. No riddle again 'cause I am lazy today so Buh Bye for now.

Karla.D.