My head whipped around in one rapid motion, my green eyes burning with anger as i spat my own retort out, "Liar! My mother is your mother! Is our mother a whore?" An amused smile tugged at Andrea's lips as she gave me a lazy look-over. "Have you wondered why you're the only one with brown hair and green eyes? And not like the rest of us, blonde hair with blue eyes?" I turned away from my sister, my head still buzzing with unanswered questions. I was torn, a part of me wanted Andrea to shut up while another side wanted to hear what Andrea had to say. Andreas cold laughter filled the room, "You mother was the whore our father picked up on a work meeting. In short, you're not only a bastard, but also a half-breed." Andrea said, her straight nose wrinkled slightly as a note of disgust attached itself to the spiteful words she uttered. I stared at the ground, my mind too shocked and blank to think of anything. My heart hammered away in my chest as the words registered in my head. A whore's bastard half-breed daughter. I echoed in my own head as apprehension crept up my neck and coiled around me like a fat snake. I felt a sinking feeling in my heart as my stomach churned uncomfortably. I wanted so much to believe it was not true; that I, Sally Henderson, was not a half-breed. Nor an bastard daughter. But the practical side of me refused to give way to my idealistic side. "Now half-breed, do you still think you can out challenge me?" Andrea asked mockingly as she stood in front of a blank faced me. I looked up at the smirking Andrea with wide jade eyes, my mouth opened but no words came out. I looked down at the blue mats as my insides raged on with a waves of emotions. I tried to think up of a way to deny whatever Andrea had thrown at me. But deep down inside myself, I knew what Andrea said may be true. I glanced around to escape this confrontation. The wooden door was left open as Andrea stood in the middle of the dark room. Her delicate face shadowed dramatically; her eyes glittered maliciously and her mouth twisted to a malevolent smirk as her own chilling laughter echoed throughout the room. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Hey you Thanks for reading, much appreciated
This was pretty good. My first time in FF ever and I don't even care much for fiction literature other than classics, but this was really good.
By the way, post your names on my wall, I need character names around 2-6 guys and girls the story is just about to begin haha once again, thank you all for reading much love xx
My loud pants sounded throughout my room breaking the serenity of the night. The confrontation with Andrea sent my emotions raging in chaos. I clutched to the front of my gown trying in vain to stop the loud and wild thumping of my heart. My brown hair matted on my damp forehead as I leaned against the wooden door, my breathing calming down. I struggled to gain control over my rampant emotions as I sat on the cool mats. My jade eyes wandered to the particular floorboard, a small sob surged from my lungs. I clasped a hand over her mouth to stifle the whimpers I was emitting. This wasn't supposed to happen. I cried with distress in my head as I wept on the hard floorboard. Fear lingered in my being even though grief took over the reigns of my emotions. I was afraid. What if what Andrea said was true? That I am a… bastard… The last word came out as a fragile murmur in her head. The sobs choked out from my throat as I resisted the urge to beating my fists on the floor. Girl! Get a hold of yourself! My alter ego commanded me. I looked up at an angry replica of myself, standing in front of me. I shook my head and let out another sniff, salty tears trickling down my pale cheeks. You idiot! You believed Andrea just like that?! What if what she said wasn't true? my alter shouted, my fists clenched and my stance tense. I looked at my furious replica with watery viridian eyes before shaking my head, my brown locks swaying with my movements, "Don't you see? Her words, they make sense. Ever since I was eight, I noticed that everyone in this family was cold towards me. All the hugs and smiles were never directed at me." My ego let out a huff of hot air. She directed her burning green eyes at me, People don't always show their love, even though it may run deep within them. "Even if that was so, why didn't I feel their love for fifteen years?" I asked quietly, my voice trembling under the sudden heaviness of the discussion I was having with my alter ego. That left my alter ego completely speechless. I glanced at the spot my ego self was standing at a few moments ago and let out a sigh of relief. She was gone. Probably sulking again. I mused to myself, smiling slightly even though my face was still tear-streaked and my guts still rolled around patted my cheeks lightly as I laid down on my futon, trying to dispel any unwanted thoughts worming into my mind as I fell into a dreamless slumber. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Hey sorry for the short update and thanks for yall for writing your names on my wall Btw y'all know what an alter ego is right? Lol if you don't this might be hard to understand
I rubbed my eyes slightly as I stared at my reflection in horror. My eyes were puffy and slightly bloodshot from all the crying I did last night. I glanced at my drawer and realized in dismay that not even some powder could help me cover up my predicament. Sighing in defeat, I smoothed the wrinkles on my gown and stepped out of my room. If I did not start on my chores now, I would be in for a serious reprimanding later. Softly padding to the kitchen, I made a mental note to avoid Andrea at all costs. I did not want Andrea to slice me with spiteful words again. Pouring the water into the kettle, I proceeded to set it over the fire; all the while trying to ignore my churning insides. Whilst waiting for the kettle to boil I took some time to observe the skies. A frown marred my features as I looked at the grey-tinged heavens. As much as I loved nature in its simple splendor, I did not really appreciate the iciness of rain. A shiver involuntarily ran up my spine as goose bumps erupted all over my skin. The shrill scream of the kettle jolted me from my own reverie as I hurried back inside the kitchen to lift the kettle away from the fire. If I were to avoid the cold accusing stares or reprimands, I would have to ready the tea soon. The morning ritual was the usual, with the younger generation paying respects to the ancestors and murmuring good fortune to their parents. I had made a conscious effort to steer clear of Andrea, but alas, the heavens thought otherwise. I felt a stab at my heart when Andrea flashed a glare then a knowing smirk.
-End of Flashback- Keeping to the dark shadows, I crept through the woods. I am almost at another village, but I didn't want to be seen by anyone from my past. It would just be too hard. A twinge of guilt swirled around in my stomach. Maybe I should have told dad I was leaving. I could have at least left a note or something… It's not like anyone would miss me anyway. Though I hated to admit it, I didn't have many friends. All those that I did have were the maids who cleaned the house. A tear slid silently down my cheek, but this time I didn't even bother to wipe it. Instead, I held my head up high and continued to go through the woods. I was leaving everything behind tonight, and to do that I'd have to be strong. More tears slid as the new town came into view, but still I refused to let myself sob. I was almost there, almost free, almost gone <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Sorry really short update I am studying for my HSC so hard !!