Usually, we are awake by the bright light that is touching our eyes in every morning. However, it is not the reason why I am going to get of the bed this early.
I woke up because of the loud voices coming from the ground floor of our house. Their shouts hurts my ear.
"This is my property," one voice firmly stated.
Is that Mom?
Even I am having a hard time opening my eyes and even I am still sleepy for those shouts interrupted me from sleeping peaceful, I still managed to put my self to walk down the stairs to know what is happening in the first floor and where do those loud noise is coming from.
I can still hear those shouts. I can not see the who is quarreling in the ground floor for everything I can see is still blur. Maybe this is because I just woke up some seconds ago and my body is still in recovery mode or my body really needs more sleep.
"Mom? What is that?" I asked while rubbing my eye.
Instead of answering my question, the continue to fight through their words and it looks like they did not hear me.
"Mom?" I asked again.
I can not see them for everything that I can see is still blur. All I can see is two person facing each other but still, they looked blurred.
But still, they did not answer my question.
It took me to blink my eyes for several times before my eyes could clearly see them.
"Mom? Dad? Why are you fighting?"
My mother turns her head on me.
"Talk to your father. Say to him that this house is mine!" she said.
I can see the anger in her eyes. But, not just the ordinary anger that I saw everyday. I saw that anger so much years ago. That is the anger that leads me to severe punishment.
- Flashback -
"I am so sorry, Mom. I failed."
A hard slap landed on my face.
"Idiot! Look, I am very proud of you. I even display you to my friends and say to them that you are very intelligent. I even say that you can excel and be the top in any exam. But you failed me! This is bullsh*t!"
I just cried infront of her. I could not say any word.
"You are such a shame in our family. You better fix this, or else, I will not consider you as my daughter."
- End of Flashback -
You know what happen next? I failed again.
Her amigas told her that she is a liar. They also said that our family is filled with brainless creatures.
After that, she became cold at me. Days passed and it is only Samantha who is caring. Everytime I am in our house, she pretends that I am not here like I am a ghost. She always ignore me.
Mom's shout me made come back to consciousness.
That's all that I can say. When it comes to Mom, my brain can not create more words to say. It feels like I am experiencing from mental block.
It is only me and my dad in the one part of the restaurant. It is very quite. All that I can here is the continues pump of my heart who is busy circulating blood in my body.
"I am going straight to the point. I want you to leave your Mom," dad said.
"I said I want you to leave Rhea," he repeated.
Actually, I really heard what he says. I just said "what" for I was shocked.
"Why? Do you have any valid reason for me to do it so?" I challenge him.
He sit presentably before speaking.
"Living with her is hell, right?"
I admit. My dad is right. Everytime I am with her, I feel like I am being punished, emotionally.
"I want you to get out of that obnoxious place," he added.
"Do you think that will be easy?" I asked.
"Of course. You have no remaining reason to live with her. Look, she is just treating you as a trash, not as a daughter."
"Do you think she'll let me go that fast?"
"Yup," he drink the liquor before speaking.
"She never cares about you. I am sure that she will not stop you from leaving. Honestly, I think that she will be happy if you will leave."
"Make the best decision, Sarah."
I stand up and ready to leave.
"By the way, told her that I will not get all of my property if you will come with me." he said.
I am now infront of the door of our house.
"This is the biggest decision I've ever done in my life," I talked to myself.
As I hold the doorknob, the pressure inside of me gets higher.
I remember what my dad has told me. She looks at me and treat me like a trash. This decision is right. I'll leave her.
"Oh? What happen?" she asked me.
I stare at her with no emotion. I must look that I am very confident and sure of what I am saying. I can do this.
"He said that he will get all of his property."
"Unless I live with him," I finished my sentence.
I didn't expect what she said to me.
"Go on. Leave."
My heart broke into pieces. Dad was right. She will be happy if I will leave.
"That's what I am going to do. By the way, I will not get my things. I can buy new. You can just burn them, or give it to those who need. Or, you can use them if you want."
"You can also hug them at night. In case you miss me."
She laughs sarcastically.
"Idiot. I prefer to burn all of your things."
"Then go on."
After saying that, I walk away confidently.
When I am already outside of our house, the tears I that I am holding for so long already burst out.
This is the truth. She does not love me. She does not want me as her daughter.
"You can do this, Sarah," I said to myself.
I wiped out my tears and took a deep breathe.
I can live without her.
I am strong.
I am brave.
From now on, Rhea Montreal is not my mother anymore.
Sarah's POV"You made the right decision, my daughter," my dad said.Leaving my mom is not an easy thing. I love her more than my life. But after what she did to me? All I can say is she does not deserve that everlasting love that I am offering to her."What now?" I asked my father.We are here in his car. I do not know where we are going. I just saw him waiting for me at the gate of our house."I will introduce you to your new mother," he said.My eyebrows met because of his answer. New mother? What does he mean?"New mother? What?" I asked him."Yes." He nod. "Your new mother.""I do not understand. Is that your new partner?" I asked with confusion.Seriously, I do not
Sarah's POVI was busy eating my breakfast when Miss Fatima approach me."Good morning, Sarah," she greeted me."Good morning, Miss Fa- I mean, Mom."She smiled at me. She sat on the chair in front of me and stir her coffee."Sarah?"I looked at her."Uhm, yes?""Please do not force yourself. I know that you are new to this. You don't have to call me "mom" or treat me as your true mother immediately. Of course you need to be comfortable in this relationship but I am not forcing you. I know that it will take time. For now, treat me as a close friend," she said to me."Thank you for understanding me, Miss Fatima," I said and I gave her my widest smile.She hugged me tight.
Dwyane's POV"I don't have any daughter. If I have, that is only Samantha, but she is already dead."Wait- what? Is she serious?"W-what?""Why? Got any problem with that?" she asked.I do not want to have an argument with her, because I know in the end, she will win even if she is not right.Rhea does like to win everytime, and once she fail, she will not accept it. She will do everything to claim the top even if it leads to the destruction of other's life."Nothing. I am just shocked." I said."Please do not talk about that Sarah, or about Sandro. You are going to ruin my day.""I am sorry Rhea. I just want to clear things."She turned the television off before she answered me."If y
Miss Fatima's POV"I feel like I'm just missing, somewhere whenever you leave, " I sang.”We've got all the ingredients, except you loving me, " Sarah continued the song."And respectfully, " we both sang while Sarah is clapping her hands with the beat.We laughed at each other. I just can not imagin that Sarah likes the singer that I love, which is Melanie Martinez."How did you discover Melanie Martinez by the way?" I asked her while driving."My friend way back high school introduce me to Melanie. At first, I was not convince that Melanie is a great singer. But after I heard her song? My mind changed.""Melanie's songs are really meaningful.""So true, " she said.After that, the car was filled with silence. So I decided to play the radio to have some sound trip.After moments of being quite, Sarah speak.
Sarah's POV"That Rhea shouts at you in the restaurant?" My dad screams.He is very angry. Miss Fatima tried to hide what happened in the restaurant, but because there are several people who witnessed the scene, the news spread. Unfortunately, the news came to dad."Yes dad," I answered.I jumped in shock when he suddenly hit the table with his hands. I know that with his moves, he is already drowning in the waves of anger. I know him. Since I was a child, there are only few times I saw him being this angry."She is really unbelievable! I already give her all of the properties she needs but still, she did not stop on insulting the both of you," dad said. "I'll confront her.""No no no. Please. Let us just, forgive her. Maybe she is just stressed that time that is why she said that," Miss Fatima said while holding Dad's arms."No. I will not let her to insult you. Es
Sarah's POVI wake up peacefully today. Like what I am doing everyday, I smile and forget the problems that I have encountered for the past few days.I know that forgetting the problems is not the best solution, but will I let myself be drown in sadness? Of course not. So that I just smile and do several things for me not to remember the problems I am facing."Miss Fatima, are you going to your restaurant today?" I asked.She is fixing herself up so I think that she is going to her restaurant."No. I am going to meet my old friend," she answered."Oh.""But that will not take too long. We will just talk about our lives and after that, I will go home," she get her sling bag and walk towards me to hug a goodbye."I'll be home before 1pm. Be ready. Later we will start your piano lesson.""Okay. Bye."
Miss Fatima's POVToday is indeed a good day."It is nice to meet you again, Fatima," Sydney, my old classmate and friend, said while having shakehands with me."I feel the same," I replied."Maybe in other times, if we are not busy, we can hangout. I want to meet your husband and also Sarah.""It is my pleasure to introduce you to them. Bye. Have a safe trip to Spain," I said.She gave me a warm hug before leaving.Yes. She is now going to Spain for a business trip. She said that she will stay there for almost three months.Sydney is a very busy person, and also a successful businesswoman.I remember when we are still studying in highschool, we are in the same class. Our subject teachers are mad at her for she does not pass the requirements on time.Sydney is intelligent, but lazy. We
Miss Fatima's POV"Miss Fatima, am I doing well?" Sarah asked me."Yes. You are doing so good," I replied.Her fingers move so fast while playing the Bohemian Rhapsody in piano.While watching Sarah, my phone rings."Sarah?" I interrupt her."Yes?""I am going to answer this call. Just continue on playing."Her nod is a signal that I can leave and answer the phone call.I look at my phone to know who is the caller but the display is just a number."Hello? Who is this?"(Miss Fatima!)Wait! That voice sounds familiar!"Geneveive? Is that you?"Geneveive is my assistant. I feel nervous. She will not call me if there is no emergency in the restaurant.(Ma'am. Please go here in the restaurant. There is a very big