I gently brush my hair slowly with my right hand fingers . I watch myself being seated in the corner of a small room with a round mirror and a wooden chair . The room has a small sized bed if any of the guest wants to sleep or take rest . My eyes fell on the painting which has a beautiful country side topography which reminds me the memories and moments I have spent as a teenager. With

Someone . Yeah that mysterious person

I am not sure but i just had a feeling of a garden filled with flowers, cemetery. Roses, lillies.. And a faceless person.

Suddenly I hear loud and seized voices outside , like people are gossiping . Ahh . Its much louder that i can even hear Mrs. Gomez talking about her husband and is praising him like a child . I don't understand what is the thing like praising your partner like a hero or heroine ? Maybe she has found her man , the man all girls want in there life . I did too . Maybe he was the one .

Or maybe not .

I start thinking about myself . I keep hearing people fighting about the foods , arrangement . The flowers. I am not that much absorbed in those . Uncle Clark and Aunt Marisha can do whatever they want . I am sure they didn't even tried to put any kind of financial effort for the wedding .
All are definitely done by Flash. Yeah he is much rich and that's the only reason Uncle Clark would even sell himself for that money. I am not saying being rich is bad . I have seen Flash' working with for his fathers company from the beginning. After his fathers death, Flash has become much stronger ,then I ever knew him . Its a good thing . People change . But do everyone change ? Finally Uncle Clark , Aunt Marisha and there most lovely daughter Siya will be relief. I will finally move to Flash's house .

My wedding is everything people could talk about for months, finally that's today. I don't care about the gossip or not even complaining. I am just scared much ..about my future. I love weddings but never knew when it will be my turn ... I would be so tensed. The idea of '' I will never leave you and always choose you '' could only mean saying the person wants to spend the lifetime with the other one and this line always get me . Its much utterly romantic too . For me being someone's man or woman is the most difficult and also important decision in a person's life. And it's now my turn .

In my life I always thought I would be successful to find my soulmate and will be married to him one day. Maybe I failed to have that so much called love marriage. My diary says I trusted that guy most. From my childhood , from the day we met. I thought he is the ideal guy I ever met . I had dreams with him . He was my everything but never knew he would betray me . By stealing everything from me . My parents . My love . My dreams .

I could never ask for anything more .

Never.

I am wearing a white gown , off shoulder. The heart neckline reveals an little amount of cleavage on . Much fitted at the bust, a white underneath my bust grabs my waist tightly . It hugs the area of my both hips so perfectly. I turn around in front of the window and scans my body wearing that creamed color gown which will be my todays outfit . I hope that I don't look bad . Its the dress that Flash brought for me a week ago saying it was his mothers wedding gown . When I scanned it, it looked much fresh and new . I really didn't know how it could be his mothers cause his parents got married at lest 27 years ago as Flash is only four months to twenty five. But I am sure that she looked much stunning and gorgeous and Flash's father would be very much impressed for marrying her. I have seen her photo and she is beautiful .

Sometimes I feel so bad for Flash cause he told me his mother died when 11 and dad died when he was 19 . They both died in accident though I have heard people gossiping and saying they were killed somehow . He was much sad but as he said We knew each other from the first, as a childhood friend I always tried to stay with him . I have always thought him as a good friend but I knew he liked me . But I never knew he would propose me to be his life partner and I had to say yes .

After all those tragic and betrays happened with me , he was the only hope that may could change my life . I remember Siya called me a package cause her mom and dad wants me to get married to him for money . I would never let that happen. It will make me feel like I am an object which can be sold to anyone .

I am sure they will ask for money so that they don't need to do anything to live on and I hate people like them. They even tried to steal my mom and Dads insurance money that I got after my parent death . My dream of becoming a pianist and a writer could only be by myself .

I keep thinking about my future and suddenly someone knocked on the door .I find myself in the reality and clear my throat.

"Come in "

Uncle Clark , Aunt Marisha along with Siya and Angelina entered the room . Without Angelina , no one had any smile on their face expect a devil smirk . They all looked like in a verge of anger again crook ness , right going to attack me with words . I know .

" I don't know how he wanted to marry you when you are not even good for anything " Siya throws her words like a knife at me , but I don't let them hurt me either . Its all I can expect for her . No .. From them. I roll my eyes giving her a I don't care look and she notices it .

She crosses her arm against her chest , crocking one eyebrow at me . She is one of the brides mate . Wearing a pink frock with a brown bow tightened on the waist . Some fake flowers are stitched with the bow , a strings falls down on the right of her thigh. The skirt barely reaches her knees. Rose is also my brides mate and she will be in the same outfit and I can imagine her in that dress already .I am sure that she will be the most beautiful brides mate today. But I never wanted her to be my brides mate but things are not in my hand and so I am much helpless.

Uncle Clark slowly walks in front of them and glimpsing him near and stand up with my white gown , holding them with my both hands . He scans me from up to down and then sniggers .

" Finally we are free from you " He permits out . I feel emptiness from his words , sorrow grabs me inside , reminds me flashbacks. I knew they would be very much happy after I leave today . But I never knew why they always called me a burden though they never even spent a single cent on me . They gave me space to live after mom and dad died . I am glad . I might never be able to pay the amount with money , but if they are happy with I am leaving today , I have nothing to but counterfeit a smile . I nod faking a smile .

" You better don't forget the amount we cost we had to bear till today" Aunt Marisha says and I gasp . Siya puts her on her mothers shoulder , looking at her and burst out in a laugh . Angelina behind them tries not to join them . She gives me a compassion look and nods little giving me a sign of patience . I even don't know how would I even bear the money . I left my classes as a piano learner after what happened with me. I tried to be a writer but that is not even worthy for me. I had no choice. My dreams started to shatter but I tried to gain hope and started working as florist in California.

But Flash said I really don't need to do any job cause he has a lot of money for both of us. And I just don't like it. I never wanted to end as a housewife but maybe God probably does those thing you hate. But I wont let Flash's single penny or cent to give them cause I have my own self respect.

I incline to them, looking down, just leave Please.

"You look so beautiful Ivy , Flash is gonna love it so much " Angelina says it happily , I can see tears in her eyes already that makes me emotional . I try to hold my tears back and act like nothing happened . I nod to her biting my lips . she looks happy at the same time sad . She is the only one who truly cared for me after I became an orphan and I love her so much . She was always like a sister to me . An elder sister. Also a mother.

Yeah my Uncle and their family has done so many things for me

Flashback

"Here is the queen " I hear someone shrug as I slowly climb down from the stairs and try to mark my way to the kitchen. Of course it is her. Siya. My cousin.

It's not anything new. Every day I have to hear taunts from people for being orphan , for being alive and homeless. I ignore her and keep standing holding the stairwell handles and wait for Angelina to come and help me. After some minutes I feel someone grabs my hand and I realize it is Angelina. After that accident, I am so unable to walk. Nearly a cripple. I always have to use the crutch to walk. Its been one year and near two.

"Good morning Ivy, darling " She offers. I try to smile at her . She takes me to the the table for breakfast. I slowly walk to wards it holding her hand trying not to fall. I thank her after I sit on my chair. I sigh . I keep my stand beside me.

there are more people on the table. I try to take the scent coming beside me , after I while its Siya and her mother Aunt Marisha.

"The only thing she can do is eating and sleeping "

Her mother wallops the word at me .Angelina serving food on the table. its toast and pancakes. My favorite. A little smile grows on my face and I get my plate. I don't let other people bother though they keep talking about me . My illness. She places the salad on the table and she enters the kitchen discreetly. She comes back again with a plate filled with the same thing we are eating. That's probably for Uncle Clark.

"Sir the foods will get cold" Angelina speaks . She is probably speaking to Uncle Clark. I hear them, trail off and cut the pancake with my fork. I put it in my mouth. I feel Uncle Clarks gaze on me suddenly . Don't it is a feeling . I try not to look at him . Or he will start barking.

The table moves and vibrates as he tries to seat . The whole family always seats together on the right side of the table from the stair well .And there is me all alone in the left side. I don't bother it. I just want to be in my way . That's it .

"I fucking hate sweets you know it Angelina " he grits out in anger. Maybe Angelina forgot it again . He hates sweets. I don't know the reason . He doesn't even have diabetes also but .. maybe its the reason he is grumpy cause people who loves sweets speaks sweetly , thinks sweetly. And there is his whole family. Mom used to always tell me to eat sweet thinks cause it keeps your mind cool as it serves much glucose inside of your brain . And she was right .

he pushes the plate away . I shrug. The plate shatters into the floor , spilling all the food everywhere. I say nothing just watch the drama. Thankfully the plate doesn't break .

Angelina jumps in surprise. Better if he doesn't do anything wrong . My heart will jump out from my body soon. Not again please.

"Hon ...clam down ..Hey you stupid maid , go bring something else. There is rice and some gravies in the kitchen and clean this mess" Aunt Marisha speaks.

After some minutes, something is served on the table and I can smell its the gravy from last night dinner.

I hate when they act like this with Angelina . She is working in our house since I was ten . Now I am twenty . and she is the sweetest person I have ever known. After shifting here, she works here. But they behave cruelly sometimes like demons. Aghh I hate it . She is at lest forty two now. But whenever I stay with her I feel like she is also my age. She is more like a sister and sometimes ...A mother.

Uncle Clark takes bite as I can hear him chewing his food. Grows that's so awful. I keep eating my food and try my best to be fast . If i late they will start taunting me and i want to go for my work with a nice happy silly face and mood.

But maybe God didn't want me to have . Angelina bends over and cleans the mess on the floor . I hate the way others make her do so many works.

"So how is your job going in that grass selling shop ?" What ?

"Sorry we do not sell grass for cows or goats , we sell flowers for human " I speak and smirk by myself. I don't care if he noticed. I feel is glare at me , wanting me to choke me. I know .

"Manners " He strikes the table with his fist. His nostrils flare and his eyes filled with rage and hatred .

"You are trying to teach the cripple manners ? She was manner less from her birth Dad " I wont let anything ruin my day . No

I give them a slight shake . " Working in the floral shop is the best part of my daily life. its like an art to me and yeah its going good . Thanks for asking how my days go , uncle Clark" pressing a little force on the Uncle.

"It doesn't matter to me if your day goes good or worst . I just want the money from your salary "

"But that's my money "

Boom.

He throws the rice bow; at me. Luckily it doesn't hit my head but my temple. Rice shatters all over my body and face. My temples are hurt. My fork fell down. Only thing I could do is gasp and think about what I said wrong. All of sudden I feel his hand on my throat, locking and choking me. I try to claw his hand and try to move it . To push him away.

"Sir stop " Angelina protests. But no success. The air evaporates out from my lung . "Do you also want to blind along with cripple ?"he barks . he slams me down on the table. Everything is shattered on the floor, all my food. I am not cripple. I am just weak due to that accident. But his words hurt my ears

"You Dad is a fucking bastard. I don't understand why you didn't die that night along with you parents? We are giving you shelter and food to eat, spending moneys on you and you say that's my money ? Huh ?" His words are filled with anger, rage and hate ness. Money ? He is spending on me ? No he is not . I work on the floral work shop by myself to work for my dream and now he also wants to steal that money?

"Be happy that we are tolerating you, we are doing everything to treat you like our daughter. Not like your parents left you after getting killed by your ex boyfriend " He snarls, anger pops out.

" He didn't ."

"That fucker went to when he was twenty for killing his own father. And a person who can kill his father can kill anyone. We all knew . Your dad even told you to stay away from him but you never listened . And if you now don't listen to me, I will kill you and no one will ever know" He gives me a death threat.

Daughter ? Treating me like a daughter ? Which Mom or Dad treats their child like this ? I am still on the floor, body is in huge pain. Thanks to God that my parents cant see what is happening to me . I can't imagine. Thanks Mom and Dad are not here. I don't if they are watching me from above. Tears stream down from my eyes. Everyone says that he killed my parents. He killed his own sister. But I even don't understand whom to believe.

"Enough Clark "

"Next time I wont hesitate to teach you the same lesson if anything is wrong . I will break your bones with your own fucking crutch" He slaps me hard on my left cheek. He releases me. He gets up abruptly.

"Enough for breakfast. I am leaving or else I will get fired for this useless cripple shit idiot " I hear a loud band, he probably leaves. Tears wont stop. I keep sitting on the floor, head down aimlessly. I cant move. Siya and her mother leaves the room after some minutes, doesn't even ask if I am okay. I expect this from them. From everyone in this family, from this world. The hate I got for no reason. For fighting for my will and right. No one is there for me . Only Angelina supports me . That it. I have no one to rescue myself. Parents died in front of me when I was eighteen . Two years passed. They left me in the cruel world , probably watching live shows from heaven. Why I didn't die that day ?

" Are you okay honey ?" Angelina holds me and helps me to get up

" I wish that Hunter guy had killed me that day too " I scream out of my lung.

"He didn't kill anyone, darling"

" I saw him that night . His view was the last seen I have seen last before everything was finished. Even dad was trying to say something about him. I may have forgotten everything but the last line from Dad is still in my head "

I don't know why I keep blaming her. I even don't understand whom to believe .I still remember he was there. Dad was saying something about him. ""He was right. He is not the one I thought . Fuck I cant even understand what I have done" He screams loudly . Who is the he? "

"Let's go to your sisters house tonight." Dad finally finishes his words and tries to roll the keys to start the car. " Who is he , Parker? About whom are you talking ? Whom you misunderstood and why did you say The Devil is familiar to you ? "

"Cause its Hun- " Dad tries to open his mouth"

End of flashback

. Everyone kept blaming him for everything. Maybe they were right. Cause he did hurt me .Never knew the boy I loved most , tried to everything for him will be the boy who will betray me. He was my knight. He was meant to come and save me.

"Will you wait for that the day I will come and make you mine forever?"

This line from my diary wanted me to rip it. This anonymous character is the villain of my story

The day I entered this house, this has always been a hell. I am already weak but never knew my future will be more blind then this. Being abused in household is now normal in the society , for foster kids or adopted ones. I am none of them just a burden to everyone. Where will I go? . Who will ever care for me ? No one .