she doesn’t know what we are. Den knows that no one likes her, but he asked us to just try with her, so we are trying our best, some more than others, but she really makes it hard for us to like her when she is such a bitch.
"I'll be upstairs, play nice," I tell them with a laugh, knowing that they won't.
"Always," Dallah replies before giving Parrise a nod of her head and both entering the kitchen.
Lying on my bed I let my mind go blank, and concentrate on the steady beat of my heart. Before I know it I'm standing before my mother with a smile covering my face, walking up to her I wrap my arms around her and let her wonderful presence seep into my heart.
"Zara?" My mother asks with a sad smile.
"What is it; do they know I'm here?"
"No darling no one knows you’re here, but will soon find out. You have visited me 5 times in the last 2 weeks, it's dangerous," she explains with need for me to understand the danger.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to get you in trouble, I just wanted to see you," I tell her with a tear of my own.
"You love him dearly; it's ok to love so deeply. Have faith my daughter." She says, knowing how I really feel inside.
"I wish you were with us, with me."
"I'm always with you, just not in human form. Now tell me what your father has done now?" She smiles.
"He gave me 5 million pounds, but I don't want it. Where is he?"
"Oh that. That is money for you, it is yours. Why do you want to know where he is, do you want to give the money back, or do you want to see him?" she asks, but already knows the answers.
"I want to give it back to him, I have no use for such a great amount of money, but I want to see him, is that wrong of me, after what he did to me and Ruk?"
"That money is a gift from us both, I asked him to arrange it when you were just a newborn, it will help you in life, let us do that for you. Now listen, he is your father, no matter what happens you will always love him, and he you. I think you should see him, now that there is no rage in your heart. Forgive the old fool for interfering so stupidly."
"Thank you, but I don't need it; it's too much, far too much. Where is he?" I ask again.
My father may have deceived me in a terrible way, but now that I am home with my mate and family, I feel like I can forgive him for his actions, I spoke harshly to him. In some horrid way he thought he was doing what was right for me, only it wasn't right, nor his decision to make.
"Go child, quickly!" My mother tells me with a tremble of fear in her tone. Seeing the fear in her eyes I quickly wake myself from my dream like state.
Sitting up in bed I rub my eyes before looking around the room nervously. Someone's here, I can feel it, watching me, laughing at me.
Chapter 2
Walking down the hallway to the stairs, no other than Candy stands there, looking at me from head to toe. Not wanting to start a row with her, I just ignore her glare and barge past her, heading down stairs.
As I step on the first step, I feel her hands come out and shove me hard, forcing me to take a vicious tumble down the stairs.
Landing at the bottom of the steps, I get up slowly and full of anger when I see the smug expression on her nasty face.
"What was that?" Dallah half screams from the kitchen.
"Nothing, just had a stumble," I shout back, but keep my eyes firmly fixed on Candy.
Walking up the stairs slowly, whilst trying to keep my anger under control, I come face to face with her.
"Put your slutty hands on me again and I will rip you apart," I spit at her.
"Keep your slutty eyes of my man then, bitch!"
Losing control, I slam her body up against the wall, my fingers biting into her shoulders.
"You should go! Never come back! No one wants you here!" I seethe at her.
"So you can have Den to yourself, yeah right, take your hands off me!"
"You stupid whore, I don’t want Den, but you don’t deserve him, and I will make him see that, we all will. Don't come near me again candy, I mean it, you
"I'll be upstairs, play nice," I tell them with a laugh, knowing that they won't.
"Always," Dallah replies before giving Parrise a nod of her head and both entering the kitchen.
Lying on my bed I let my mind go blank, and concentrate on the steady beat of my heart. Before I know it I'm standing before my mother with a smile covering my face, walking up to her I wrap my arms around her and let her wonderful presence seep into my heart.
"Zara?" My mother asks with a sad smile.
"What is it; do they know I'm here?"
"No darling no one knows you’re here, but will soon find out. You have visited me 5 times in the last 2 weeks, it's dangerous," she explains with need for me to understand the danger.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to get you in trouble, I just wanted to see you," I tell her with a tear of my own.
"You love him dearly; it's ok to love so deeply. Have faith my daughter." She says, knowing how I really feel inside.
"I wish you were with us, with me."
"I'm always with you, just not in human form. Now tell me what your father has done now?" She smiles.
"He gave me 5 million pounds, but I don't want it. Where is he?"
"Oh that. That is money for you, it is yours. Why do you want to know where he is, do you want to give the money back, or do you want to see him?" she asks, but already knows the answers.
"I want to give it back to him, I have no use for such a great amount of money, but I want to see him, is that wrong of me, after what he did to me and Ruk?"
"That money is a gift from us both, I asked him to arrange it when you were just a newborn, it will help you in life, let us do that for you. Now listen, he is your father, no matter what happens you will always love him, and he you. I think you should see him, now that there is no rage in your heart. Forgive the old fool for interfering so stupidly."
"Thank you, but I don't need it; it's too much, far too much. Where is he?" I ask again.
My father may have deceived me in a terrible way, but now that I am home with my mate and family, I feel like I can forgive him for his actions, I spoke harshly to him. In some horrid way he thought he was doing what was right for me, only it wasn't right, nor his decision to make.
"Go child, quickly!" My mother tells me with a tremble of fear in her tone. Seeing the fear in her eyes I quickly wake myself from my dream like state.
Sitting up in bed I rub my eyes before looking around the room nervously. Someone's here, I can feel it, watching me, laughing at me.
Chapter 2
Walking down the hallway to the stairs, no other than Candy stands there, looking at me from head to toe. Not wanting to start a row with her, I just ignore her glare and barge past her, heading down stairs.
As I step on the first step, I feel her hands come out and shove me hard, forcing me to take a vicious tumble down the stairs.
Landing at the bottom of the steps, I get up slowly and full of anger when I see the smug expression on her nasty face.
"What was that?" Dallah half screams from the kitchen.
"Nothing, just had a stumble," I shout back, but keep my eyes firmly fixed on Candy.
Walking up the stairs slowly, whilst trying to keep my anger under control, I come face to face with her.
"Put your slutty hands on me again and I will rip you apart," I spit at her.
"Keep your slutty eyes of my man then, bitch!"
Losing control, I slam her body up against the wall, my fingers biting into her shoulders.
"You should go! Never come back! No one wants you here!" I seethe at her.
"So you can have Den to yourself, yeah right, take your hands off me!"
"You stupid whore, I don’t want Den, but you don’t deserve him, and I will make him see that, we all will. Don't come near me again candy, I mean it, you
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