Notorious

Chapter 10

NOTORIOUS

CHAPTER: 10

I was worthless, I knew it ever since I was a child. I didn't matter to anyone, not my mother even because she was always busy spending time with her friends and playing pretend while my dad was never with us from the start. Hell, I don't even know who he is, what's his name, was he ever even around. All I know is that I've lived a miserable life since the start. I had learned to stop bothering my mother with anything. I just ate, slept, and played with my broken doll. I never complained about anything.

Then things changed when my mother married Frank. He was rich and everything but I'm sure you know what kind of a person he is. I started working and entered the industry but my mother sent me to London so she could live a peaceful, pretentious life with her pig of a rich husband and where I wouldn't bother her. And that's what happened. I came back after the completion of my degree in drama school. I became popular in television and fashion shows. And just when I began to think that maybe life will be better from now on, this is what happened.

I'm stuck in this mess where I didn't even do anything deliberately but here I am, being accused of it and no one believes me or wants to listen to what actually happened. I can't even blame all of this on Frank because let's be frank, no one would believe it, and even if someone does he'll get his name out clean because he is powerful.

Thinking about all of this makes me want to kill myself, I huff at my fate, with tears slipping from my eyes. I walk towards my car and stop to look at the building above me. I think about all the words he said and I don't know what am I going to do. I take a deep breath and walk towards my car. I press the car keys to unlock it and extend my hand to open the door but it wouldn't budge. I look at the door, confused. I unlock the car again and open the door but it still won't open.

Frustrated, I put all my effort into opening the door but when it doesn't open, I scream in exasperation, kicking the car with my leg, my hands pulling at my hair as I begin to sob. "Even this door has a problem with my life! Go ahead! Whatever my life wants with me, go ahead!" I throw my hands in the air. Warm tears keep falling on my cheeks and I rest my elbow on the roof of the car, my palm resting on my forehead. 

"Why did I even born? No one wants me. I even want to go to jail but I can't." I loathe myself at this point. I'd happily die if someone or Harry wants to come and kill me right now. "The person who should've died should have been me and not Laura." I hit myself on the forehead with my fist, totally done with this life. I want to give up now. I want to leave everyone and do whatever the hell I want but No I can't do that! I place my head on my arm on the roof and cry a few more tears. 

Just then I hear the sound of the window going down, it begins to open and I step back, scared and confused. The mirror goes all the way down and I see a hand extending out holding a handkerchief. My eyes widen at the sight of a guy sitting in the driver's seat. He seems to be in his mid 30's. I try to recognize him but he doesn't look familiar. 

"Handkerchief." He says with a smile. It takes me a moment to realize that someone broke into my car. 

"You stole my car!?" My eyes fill with anger as I shout at him. He looks at me, bewildered. I act before I can think. I grab his hand from the window and start pulling him out of my car while shouting get out. He protests but without thinking I take out all my anger on him and punch him hard on the face.