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;"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;"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:"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;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