Soralina cried her heart out, running her nose in a handkerchief offered by Lucian while he rubbed her back, saying it was alright, that everything was going to be fine. And that she should stop crying now.
But nothing could console the broken Soralina, who cried with all the anguish in her heart, feeling it break into several pieces.
"Soralina you have to control-"
Heavy footsteps reached them, making the duo look up only to find Agatha coming to a halt, her eyes wide as she stared at Lucian. "Is it true?"
"What is?"
"That Morris is dead?"
Lucian gulped, glancing towards the girl in his arms who broke out in another fit of tears. Lucian didn't need to reply, for that was an answer enough for Agatha, who scoffed, releasing a frustrated sigh and running her fingers through her hairs, messing it up.
"That good for nothing prick."
Soralina's sobs came to a halt, and she looked up at her sister in confusion. "What did you say?"
Agatha’s eyes closed and reopened again, her mind in a daze while all she saw was occasional lights blinking at her. Little did she know that it was she herself blinking at them. Her body felt on fire. Every single fibre in her body felt like lava had been coursing through them, and that her bones where melting. What will I look like if my bones melted? Would I look gross? Maybe if my flesh would melt, I wouldn’t look that bad… Agatha had no idea what she was thinking, all she knew was there was immense pain coursing through her body, and that she was lying down on something, getting wheeled away. Maybe…in a bed? Can a bed move on its own? Her eyes tried to stay open for more than thirty second, trying to take a look at her surroundings. When she noticed Romeo, Lucian and Soralina beside her, their faces filled with worry and horror, with Soralina still crying, she closed her eyes again, feeling the pain increase as black dotes begin to appear in her vision. Ahh. The bed isn’
Flashback:Soralina cried on without a single break, while Gustav held her in his arms, getting his Armani suit soiled just like that.Meanwhile Agatha and the others watched in utter horror. Especially Agatha, who knew that getting affection from Gustav was never affection at all. And if he ever displayed it, he had ugly reasons.What was the ugly reason this time, she would soon find out.A while later, Soralina pulled away, while Gustav held her by the shoulders, checking her face for Lord only knew what. "Feeling better?"Soralina nodded meekly, her cheeks stained with tears but her eyes no longer streaming, and the redness in her cheeks said she was embarrassed to cry like that in front of everyone.Gustav nodded as well, rubbing her arms up and down in a way of comfort, but it only irked Agatha out even more."Do you want to talk about it?"Once again she shook her head, not trusting her voice to speak. Gustav nodded again, letting go of her and stepping back. For a long time he
One year after the wedding of Gustav Russo and Jessica Russo, they had a child. A boy. He was to be named, Xavier.But even before his christening ceremony, he died. It was said that he developed a terrible disease which no one saw coming, and died.That is what they said everyone.But it was hardly the truth.Because Xavier Russo didn't die of an illness, he was killed. By his own father.Gustav's greatest rival, was said to be behind all of this. Because at one point in Gustav's life, he had shown weakness, and when a man in that position shows even the slightest weakness, they are greedily taken advantage of. Some are even pushed to the verge of death.You can say that was what happened to Gustav Russo. He was taken advantage of because of a grief he could not share with a single soul, not even his wife. It was in that moment his rivals had seen him weakest, and so did his people.No sooner had he succumbed to alcohol, his own people turned against him, reporting his whereabouts to
No one called for Agatha the next day. Not maid Tristi, not Romeo, not a nosy Soralina, not Gustav. No one.No one woke her up in the morning, not even when she missed morning practise, or was late for school. Because when Agatha woke up that day at eleven, she found a vacant bedroom, with no Tristi hovering above her.At first she was angry, deciding that she will teach Tristi a very much needed lesson, going so far as to fire her as well. She finished her morning routine in haste, but when she came out of the bathroom and found no Romeo waiting for her to take her to school, Agatha was left confused.What was wrong with everyone today? She thought. A part of her was glad she had missed half of her morning boring school, but the more sane part of her knew how bad this was going to affect her in every way.If Gustav found out, she was dead meat. Which he would, but Agatha couldn’t be blamed alone. Both her maid and guard are nowhere to be seen.Which, as she thought deeper, was a litt
Soralina returned from school, having had had a lovely day with her friends as they tried their best to cheer her up. She was late to home, for they had gone to an amusement park, rode the merry-go-round because it was the least dangerous and had the sweetest cotton candy ever.They had taken plenty of photos, and a lot of other people took with them too, because of their unnatural set of hair colours that made them look like the fucking rainbow.Yup. Definitely a great day.Soralina hummed all the way to her room, feeling excited for no real reason. Nothing awful had happened today, and she was liking the day so far.Lucian had brought her macaroons that morning as a means to cheer her up as well. Soralina felt content. Everyone had been trying their best to cheer her up, so why shouldn't she give them the satisfaction that their hard work worked?The only dark cloud she had over her head was Morris funeral. It was today, but she wouldn't attend. Gustav's orders.Even Agatha had plan
Agatha's eyes fluttered open, and she stared at the plain white ceiling above her. Sunlight crept into the room brightly, making it harder for her to adjust to the light.Slowly but surely, she moved her head sideways, which was a very painful move because of the severe headache she was going through. But the little she saw, she knew she wasn't in her room.She was in a hospital.Right. Father beat me to a pulp. How could I forget that?She tried lifting her arms, but even that proved painful, with all the needles connected to her and going all the way to different IV bags, some with saline, while some holding blood.She could hear her own breathing due to the oxygen mask placed over her nose and mouth, making it harder to smell or talk.But through all that thing, Agatha knew one thing. Her whole body was bandaged from head to toe.Oh God...how ugly I must look. Please don't tell me they saw me like this? At least not Romeo? Please!This is just so embarrassing."Lu-Lucian, I think s
"Hey, I heard we will soon have a transfer student." Jennet said, sucking on her purple lollipop which matched with her purple wavy hairs. The others gasped in surprise, turning to her. The first to talk was Maicy, the red head. "Wow, really? That's awesome! We have to show them around our school!"Jennet smiled, before Lory the blue head spoke up. "We can even ask her to be a part of our circle!""That, is the problem." Jennet replied as her smile faded, and the others frowned before Soralina voiced out everyone's concern. "Why not?"All eyes remained trained on Jennet who fidgeted with her lollipop now, looking around. "It's...not a her. It's a he. A guy."A few 'Ah's were heard as the realization dawned on them, leaving a bitter feeling behind. Betty the yellow head pouted, tossing her orange flavoured lollipop away. "That's bad. I really wanted a green in our circle."The others nodded in their misery as well, feeling bad that their rainbow was left incomplete all over again.No
The new student wouldn't be joining anytime soon, however he was planning on doing so. Rumour had it that the new boy was from overseas, and that him and his family had just moved to Italy and were still settling down.The news had spread like wildfire, and everyone was excited for no reason. The girls excitement was to see if he was one of the hot ones to hook up, while guys on the other hand were excited to see which gang he would join, considering the rumours also mentioned him to be one of the high class."What do you think will he look like? Will he have red flaming hairs with green eyes?" Sam asked with a girlish giggle, while the others joined in."Or sandy blond wavy locks with ocean blue eyes!""Are you dreaming of Harry Styles?" Riley asked incredulously to Christi, who looked baffled. "Harry Styles doesn't have sandy blond hairs! Get it together!"While the girls bickered on, Sam turned her attention to Agatha, who was busy scrolling through her Instagram. "What do you th