Elena's pov:Did I ever tell how much I hated Maths?It was one of the subjects which gave me extreme anxiety, one way or the other.The teacher had introduced me to the class, showcasing me as a piece of object and I'd gave out fake smiles after another.That had given me more anxiety, but now that had been gone and I was completely settled in the back with no one as my bench mate.I sigh for the hundredth time, before glancing back at the clock which hadn't moved an inch from the last two decades.Can't this go any faster?Is this even normal?"You look like you'll pass out at any minute," a sweet light voice muttered from behind me. "Actually, count me in. Miss Lovings is too boring."I stifled a chuckle before I turned around my seat and found the prettiest girl alive. She was tan-skinned, with perfect green eyes and freckles adorning her face and oh! she was a red-head too.Quite perfect, if I'd say."Her way of teaching maths is not up to my level and why does she look like dyin
Elena’s Pov;Pain?The word wasn’t new for me.Infact my whole life I’ve tried to be alright but as there is a saying that, “the time passed will always be remembered even if you don't look back.”Oh how rude of me, let me explain.I’m Elena Smith, a youngster who is 12 years old and a fucking mess. And this is going to be my story tale.Back to where we were. So ever endured pain? Ever felt the need to die? I bet not.*Heading to my school, earphones dangling around my neck, my hands gripping my backpacks straps tightly as I walked into the school, ‘Willow high’.People were royalty here. Basically they were all rich brats who always bullied the weaklings.“Well well, who we have here, the fatty and freak of the school.” Allison said, who was leaning on my locker with her minions, probably waiting for me.Oh you all must have guessed until now that I was the weakling. A hurray for me, yay.Sighing, I went towards my locker. She smirked at me, giving me the space to open up the loc
Elena’s pov;My reflection starred back at me, grinning. For once I tried to look pretty but I knew I was no where close to looking pretty. My flat chest made my stomach look fatter. My thighs looked even more fat than before.I had to loose weight.I was a mistake to my own mother. Mothers who are supposed to love you and care for you.But mine was nothing like that.She was never there for me. She never pecked me when I cried.She never hugged me when kids bullied me.My mother never cared about me, she was never home to raise me up, instead she brought a nanny for me who was a guy and was alcoholic. She was never there when I cried for help. Why? because of me, her parents disowned her. Her boyfriend also known as my father left her when he found about her early teen pregnancy. Teen pregnancy was never in their plan. She skipped college and was considered a mistake back than. And now I was one.Shaking my head, I looked back in my eyes once again. They were empty. No love, no car
Elena’s pov;We were currently sitting on the couch as I felt there hard gazes drilling on my head. The painkillers were withering away letting the pain kick back in. My hand felt numb. I couldn’t move it. Even if I tried, I couldn’t. It hurted, a lot.“We both have a great news for you all-" His face turned towards my mother "-Maddie would you like to tell them?” She smiled sweetly at him and nodded. “So we are getting married this week on Friday and then we’ll go to a vacation for a week or maybe more.” She spoke, happiness dripping from her voice.Everyone clapped and congratulated the new couple. “Also boys, I want you all on your best behavior, alright?” He scolded, a hint of playfulness lurking in his voice as he looked at the young ones. “We’re always on our best behavior, dad.” Zane replied with a smug face, his voice deep and rough just like his father.“Also show Elena her new room.” Damien smiled at me. A series of grunts were heard in the living room, but soon after, one o
3rd pov;“Always trying to get away from me huh?” He backslapped her across the face, the sound echoing in the bright hallway.A whimper escaped through her lips.His eyes filled with rage. The blonde curls that fell on his forehead were now soaked with his own sweat. “You are such a disgusting human being, no wonder your mother left you to me, on my fucking mercy.” He gritted out. His jaw clenched, not liking the sounds of her innocent whimpers.The little girl flinched. She wanted to hug her mommy. “Liar.” She whispered. “My mommy wants me.”His eyebrow quirked at the sudden confidence of the little girl. Her eyes glistening with fresh tears. “Oh really? The mommy loves her princess?” He mocked, a scoff erupted from his mouth. “As if.” He mumbled.Gripping her forearm, he led her towards the basement. She always loathed the darkness. And he loved to torment her with her very own fears. She tried to yank her arm away but she knew he was much stronger and bulkier than her little f
Elena’s pov;I’m drowning.I've always felt I was a broken girl when I was younger but as time passed I collected my broken pieces and tried to be stronger for myself.Right now, I dreaded the moment when I had to step out of the room and sit with the people I barely met including my mother. I never met the real her. Infact I never spoke to her.Releasing a sigh, I paced around the room. Stephan looked like he’ll kill me at any second.Gathering all of my courage I exited the room. It was now or never.My plan was to eat the breakfast quickly and go explore the city without telling anyone or maybe just write a note and leave it in my room if anyone asked about my whereabouts which I doubt someone will ask. Aren’t I a genius?Walking towards the table, I saw everyone seated. Some were on their phone while the others were gossiping. Mother wasn’t there. Where was she?My question was answered when she emerged from the kitchen. A bowl of salad within her hand. She placed it down and smi
Elena’s pov;All I could feel was the darkness.Endless misery.I wanted to get away but I was stuck.Stuck in that exact same spot. The same hole which had drowned me.I wanted to feel.Sitting on the floor, my back against the wall I thought about several possibilities that if my father was still here with me could we be a happy family? Would my mother love me? Would I be normal like every other kid is?Bringing my knees to my chest, I wrapped my arms around my myself. Inhaling a deep breath, I tried to calm my breathing. My head dropped to my knees and I closed my eyes, listening to silence that enveloped me.Silence was always so known to me. Silence was something I seeked out for.Some people hate the idea of being alone but to me alone was something I preferred. My own personal space.A lump formed within my throat. My hands started to shake. Several tears gathered in the corner of my eyes.The scene kept replaying again and again.I was hurt. And no one cared.Droplets of sweat
3rd pov;There she layed still.No one bothered to check the poor soul who had been knocked out.Pain struck face.She shivered on the cold surface.Tear stained face. Droplets of water dribbled down her forehead.Her breathing heavy and slow.Several hours later, she gained her conscious back. Her energy had been drained out. It felt as if her limbs were dead. Her body still shaky from the panic attack she had.Lifting herself up slowly, she sat on the floor, her head hung low. The curtain of hair falling on her face.She blew a breath out.Getting up slowly with the help of the bed, she went towards the bathroom. Her reflection was sad just like her.‘No one helped me..’ her words rang in the silent atmosphere.’No one cared..”A sarcastic chuckle erupted from her.‘I am definitely loved aren’t I?’ She sarcastically spoke.Turning the tap on, she splashed some water on her face to get rid of the sweat. Her eyes bloodshot. A small red puffy nose. Her cheeks flushed. Her hair was a me
Elena's pov:Did I ever tell how much I hated Maths?It was one of the subjects which gave me extreme anxiety, one way or the other.The teacher had introduced me to the class, showcasing me as a piece of object and I'd gave out fake smiles after another.That had given me more anxiety, but now that had been gone and I was completely settled in the back with no one as my bench mate.I sigh for the hundredth time, before glancing back at the clock which hadn't moved an inch from the last two decades.Can't this go any faster?Is this even normal?"You look like you'll pass out at any minute," a sweet light voice muttered from behind me. "Actually, count me in. Miss Lovings is too boring."I stifled a chuckle before I turned around my seat and found the prettiest girl alive. She was tan-skinned, with perfect green eyes and freckles adorning her face and oh! she was a red-head too.Quite perfect, if I'd say."Her way of teaching maths is not up to my level and why does she look like dyin
Elena's pov:"Can't we stay here, for two more days?" Ella whined in the back of the car. And this was the first time I found her extremely annoying.It wasn't her problem but infact it mine.After what had happened three days ago, happened again. Sylvie was most of the time with the brothers and the cousins. And even her family had lunch with us and not to forget dinner as well. It was like they were some sort of close family friends by the way they laughed with each other.Even the other older ones, specially Elias, Stephan liked Sylvie's humor and this did made me jealous to some extent.The whole time, I never came out even when they asked me. I simply told off them a lie---that I'd fallen sick.And yes, I was ignoring them all, even Elias."Mum, isn't this vacation enough for ya?" Tyler mumbled from beside her.She lightly gasped. "No boy. A women needs her sun and sand from time to time."I sighed and leaned against the window, watching as the trees went by."Mom we have school,
Elena's pov:"Stop the nonsense, let's go.""Nonsense? How come? When clearly she comes everywhere Andi."I internally scoff at her comment. Averting my gaze towards her, I cock my brow. "Excuse me?"She glances at me, a snarl immediately forms on her face.How come a child at her age could endure such hatred for some stranger, except me ofcourse."You're following us." She stated, while pointing her finger at me.Her brother Andrius, looked at her before looking back at me. Apparently he seemed quite uninterested in her sister's tantrum.I cross my arms over my chest defensively. "And why would I?"Her eyes cinched, as her stare scans me from head to toe with disgust. "A maid isn't welcomed here." She tried to be noble with her words however she failed.I could feel she was mocking me for entering a VVIP area. But then her eyes lit up in surprise. "You're here to clean? Don't tell me you spilled coffee on someone else too?"My brows further heightened, quite amused honestly.Andrius'
Elena's pov;"Where were you young lady?"I cheekily smiled. "Outside.""From the past 3 and half hours?" Elias questioned.I shrug and fidget with my fingers from behind. If he knew about the incident, he'll surely be angry.Angry Elias is scary. "I came like you wanted me too, soooo, can't you forgive me?" I pout, as I gave him the best puppy eyes I could muster. He sighs and shakes his head. "I was worried, Elena.""Sorry." I muttered lowly, looking down.He was kinda right though. I took quite a time. But it wasn't my fault, I had bumped into someone so wealthy, who could have squished me with his bare hands and to put a cherry on top, I didn't have money. Even if I'd asked Elias, he would ask several questions and this would eventually lead me to tell him the truth which I didn't want.His hand flew to my head whilst giving me a sad smile. "Promise, you'll tell me beforehand if anything happens, okay?"I nod. "Ofcourse, Eli.""Great. Now let's get you some snacks? And then we'll
Elena's pov;"Uh, I'm totally fine."Her hand flew up, silencing me. "You've got to get this treated. Otherwise, this might get infected."I shake my head, in a no. But instead listening to me, she grabbed my wrist softly and added, "it must have hurt, yes?""No, it doesn't." My spine straightened. "I have to leave, my brothers will be worried."The word, 'brother' brought a sour taste, however I didn't let it bother me, not even to the slightest.She took a quick glance at my face, before tugging me back into the penthouse. I inwardly let out a groan. This women has no idea, how'll her family will react.She walked taking the lead and I let her pull me to the living area, where I could hear distant laughs and shouts.My head lowered. For some reason, the shiny floor was perfect to look at."Mama?" She halted and I followed her actions. Each pair of eye stopped at us---specifically me. "Didn't she go? Why would you bring her back?" This time her husband spoke with authority.His words
Elena's pov;I wasn't a bright child but I knew better to obey or act nicely with a stranger I hardly met.The truth is, I didn't knew why I insisted on repaying him---he could be serial killer or kidnapper for all I know. But...something within my gut told me to follow him. And for me my gut feeling was always right.But as they say, 'intuitions can be unpredictable.' So you never know where you'll land.Half an hour had probably passed since he'd left me here by myself. I had heard loud chatters from the second floor. Laughters and giggles, followed by playful yellings.I shifted towards the wall, attempting to relief the numbness that had spread all over my feet. Both of them ached however I suppressed it.I inhaled a deep breath and wrapped my arms around myself, instantly regretting when the scattered scalds rubbed against the shirt. Hissing, I lifted my arms to see the damage on the upper side of my hand, again. For me something about examining my injuries was like digging a hid
Elena's pov;The lunch was boring.The family had chatted with each other whilst I stayed quiet through the whole time, just hoping for the time to pass by. Stephan momentarily gazed at me for few times but I ignored the usual.Now, finally I was in my assigned room, alone. Away from everyone. The younger ones were busy playing something in the game room of the hotel however the older ones were already gone to their rooms, to rest. Elias did ask me, but I'd clearly denied.I leaned against the metal.The cool air slapped my face but I honestly didn't care. It was refreshing and calming as ever. Something about being alone with your thoughts brought a sense of superiority because I knew I would fight them off like a soldier in a war. But on the other hand, the memories painted me in the color red. The type of red which couldn't be washed away no matter how much you tried to get rid of it.Life is just venomous. One second it gives you happiness and excitement while the other second it
Elena's pov;"This is not necessary."I looked at him with blankness and sighed. Stephan had uttered this sentence for the fiftieth time, almost giving me an ache in my head. "Can you be quiet for a freaking second?!" I silenced him and grabbed the aid-kit from the nearest shelf.He cocked an eyebrow, clearly hating the fact I was talking back to him."Watch it, Elena." He tsked and took a seat on the bed and placed a fluffy pillow on his lap, making himself comfortable as ever."Are we here for a bed time movie?" He vaguely asked.I marched towards him and took a seat beside him. "What do you think?" I mocked back and took out an ointment from the mid section."You're acting like I can't handle this little childish bruise."I opened the cap and squirted some of the light beige thickness on my finger. "And you're acting like a ten year old child right now who can't stop his blabbering." He pursed his lips in a thin a line but his resting gaze on my face was sharp and alarming.Bringin
Elena's pov;The summer breeze flew with pressure, leaving a tingly sensation on my bare neck."Sunscreen?" Ella asked. Her own hands filled up with an ample amount of cream which she vigorously applied on her naked arms and legs.I shook my head and got up, muttering. "I'll be back. Just going for a quick stroll." Without hearing Ryder's reply, I went further away from the happy family.To me, it felt like a huge sin when I sat with them. They looked peaceful with each other and to be honest, I didn't won't another argument to rise because of me.My trails of thoughts died down as I neared the ocean.A small smile grazed my face. The wind harshly collided with my body, making me feel the emotions I longed for, since young.The lapping majestic aqua waves came crashing onto my naked feet, wetting my dress in the process.My whole soul was hypnotized by the powerful emerging tides. It was beautiful, alluring and calming at the same time.Gripping my dress, I lifted it up till my mid fo