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Chapter 10
Beautifully broken
After that visit at the church, Cory and Corrie, and I hung out a bit meer and then I went home. To an empty house of course, I felt the violent sobs shake me as I thought of all what happened. I collapsed on my bed and buried my face in the hoofdkussen, kussen while screaming out in frustration, that soon turned to sobs.
Why can’t I be normal?
Why can’t I have a father that doesn’t kill?
Why did my vrienden have to see him?
I shook my head against the pillow, and carefully let out deep calming breaths. I am Zyanna Connor, daughter of a killer, and I’m strong, I have to be. I nodded as I lifted my head, and went to the shower, where I stood for long until the water turned ice cold, and still stood until I felt numb.
After drying and changing into my pajamas, which consisted of a tank top, boven and sweats. I sat on the divan, bank and turned on the tv, where I watched some sitcom until I turned to the news.
I don’t know how long I sat there, all I knew was one minuut I closed my eyes and the volgende I opened them to see Azerien’s concerned face shaking my shoulder’s gently.
“Hey sis,” he said, softly. “You okay?”
Without answering his question, I wrapped my arms around his in a hug as I buried my head in his shoulder’s and cried. He was startled but he enveloped me in his warm embrace.
In the corner of me eyes I saw father watching us with a strange look in his face. When he saw me looking all he zei was, “crying is weakness my angel, but I’ll let u get away with it this time.”
He turned on his heel and strode out of the room, leaving his two children to their family hug, their first one at that.
The volgende day, the breakfast at the Connor’s was deathly silent. I couldn’t even look any of them in the eye without turning red as a tomato. I was surprised when Azerien didn’t tease me, and when father didn’t scold me for crying because as he zei earlier crying is weakness.
We barely had eye contact, it was as if we were a group of strangers that had to share a table. But I was grateful for it, I don’t know why, but the minuut I saw Azerien I remembered everything that happened on the weekend. The pictures, the clippings, my friends, pride, I couldn’t beer the thought of losing them, but I couldn’t let father continue his killing rampage.
But how can I stop him that doesn’t involve losing him of my friends?
My bus came, but as I was going to head out, Azerien stopped me, looking into my eyes for the first time since yesterday. “I’m driving you.”
I nodded, stunned as he led me to his precious ‘baby’, an old yet perfect looking Aston Martin. I felt excitement course through my veins seeing as this was the first time I’d get to ride one of his many cars.
“Thanks,” I said, smiling at him.
He gave me a strange smile as he replied. “My pleasure.”
We drove in awkward silence, putting on our sunglasses and wearing impassive faces. He parked in the students parking lot, and we ignored the looks people were giving us. Since we used to fake names we didn’t share the same last names, so nobody knew we were related.
As we got out of the car a pretty girl bounced up to Azerien in a short cheerleader suit. She regarded me with cold eyes and gave me a sweet fake smile as she asked. “Nick, is this your girlfriend?”
Wow, very blunt.
“No,” he replied and the girl grinned. “She’s my friend.”
“Oh,” the girl replied bewildered. “Friend’s u give ride’s to?”
“I’m gonna head to class, see u later,” I zei curtly, before walking quickly to the direction of my class. I couldn’t stand her scrutinizing eyes, assessing me like one would to a poisoned drink.
I walked to homeroom, Mr. R gave me a bright smile that I returned, classes like these always lifted up my spirits.
I sat volgende to Cali, “how’s it going?”
“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell u about that picture!” She burst out.
“Woah, calm down Chica, why would I be mad?”
“Because everyone else is, but I thought I was doing the right thing, u know I though he killed them and I thought…”
“It’s okay, I’m sure everything’ll be fine.”
“No it won’t, America and I usually sit on the same bus zitplaats, stoel with Lara but today, they both sat together ignoring me.” Her beautiful green eyes filled up with tears.
“Calm down, there just mad, there’ll cool down.”
Cali shrugged and looked towards the front when class started.
The volgende few hours went door in a blur, and then it was lunch and Cali wad shaking as she looked at our table. It was a weird sense of deju vu but this time Cali was the nervous one.
Nobody looked up as we took our seats and I calmly took a bit out of my apple. It was like the breakfast at my house earlier today and I didn’t like it.
“Corrie can u pass the ketchup?” America asked, even though the ketchup was in front of Cali.
Who picked it up and put it in front of America, who glared at her. “I asked Corrie, not you.”
Cali’s eye’s flashed with hurt but she gave it to Corrie, of meer like Corrie snatched it from her and gave it America.
“Thanks Corrie,” America said, giving her a sweet smile.
Cali looked down at her plate as she ate, not even bothering to make eye contact. I felt super bad, but as I was about to say something Azerien passed door and we made eye contact before breaking it away. Gregori came and started a conversation sucking back some life into it.
“Did u hear the news about the great water balloon bandits?”
We nodded happily, Cali smiled a bit. “One of the best pranks I’ve ever done.”
“He was asking all of us our opinion not just yours.” America interrupted, glaring at her.
Cali shook her head before getting up and and walking straight through the door, when it was closing I saw her breaking into a run. Gregori glared at America, “stop being such female dog, mare.”
“I am not! u were asking all of our opinions!”
“And she zei what she was thinking while the rest of u nodded.”
“She was being rude!”
“You’re the one who made her run out of here, and I’m sure she’s crying.”
America rolled her eyes. “She deserves it.”
“What did she ever do to deserve any of this?” I asked, causing everyone to look at me, normally I would’ve fliched but today I just shook my head as I said. “You people make me sick.”
I got up and raced after Cali, I heard someone call my name but I ingored it as I raced to the direction I saw Cali.
After a few minuten of wandering aimlessly, I found her at the library, crouched down crying near the non fiction section. I wrapped my arms around her, and laid my head on my shoulder while whispering that we’ll get through this.
We were both beautifully broken, strong, and we both could get through this. No matter how hard it seemed, no matter what obstacles were in our way.
We would get through this.
Always and forever.
Chapter 10
Beautifully broken
After that visit at the church, Cory and Corrie, and I hung out a bit meer and then I went home. To an empty house of course, I felt the violent sobs shake me as I thought of all what happened. I collapsed on my bed and buried my face in the hoofdkussen, kussen while screaming out in frustration, that soon turned to sobs.
Why can’t I be normal?
Why can’t I have a father that doesn’t kill?
Why did my vrienden have to see him?
I shook my head against the pillow, and carefully let out deep calming breaths. I am Zyanna Connor, daughter of a killer, and I’m strong, I have to be. I nodded as I lifted my head, and went to the shower, where I stood for long until the water turned ice cold, and still stood until I felt numb.
After drying and changing into my pajamas, which consisted of a tank top, boven and sweats. I sat on the divan, bank and turned on the tv, where I watched some sitcom until I turned to the news.
I don’t know how long I sat there, all I knew was one minuut I closed my eyes and the volgende I opened them to see Azerien’s concerned face shaking my shoulder’s gently.
“Hey sis,” he said, softly. “You okay?”
Without answering his question, I wrapped my arms around his in a hug as I buried my head in his shoulder’s and cried. He was startled but he enveloped me in his warm embrace.
In the corner of me eyes I saw father watching us with a strange look in his face. When he saw me looking all he zei was, “crying is weakness my angel, but I’ll let u get away with it this time.”
He turned on his heel and strode out of the room, leaving his two children to their family hug, their first one at that.
The volgende day, the breakfast at the Connor’s was deathly silent. I couldn’t even look any of them in the eye without turning red as a tomato. I was surprised when Azerien didn’t tease me, and when father didn’t scold me for crying because as he zei earlier crying is weakness.
We barely had eye contact, it was as if we were a group of strangers that had to share a table. But I was grateful for it, I don’t know why, but the minuut I saw Azerien I remembered everything that happened on the weekend. The pictures, the clippings, my friends, pride, I couldn’t beer the thought of losing them, but I couldn’t let father continue his killing rampage.
But how can I stop him that doesn’t involve losing him of my friends?
My bus came, but as I was going to head out, Azerien stopped me, looking into my eyes for the first time since yesterday. “I’m driving you.”
I nodded, stunned as he led me to his precious ‘baby’, an old yet perfect looking Aston Martin. I felt excitement course through my veins seeing as this was the first time I’d get to ride one of his many cars.
“Thanks,” I said, smiling at him.
He gave me a strange smile as he replied. “My pleasure.”
We drove in awkward silence, putting on our sunglasses and wearing impassive faces. He parked in the students parking lot, and we ignored the looks people were giving us. Since we used to fake names we didn’t share the same last names, so nobody knew we were related.
As we got out of the car a pretty girl bounced up to Azerien in a short cheerleader suit. She regarded me with cold eyes and gave me a sweet fake smile as she asked. “Nick, is this your girlfriend?”
Wow, very blunt.
“No,” he replied and the girl grinned. “She’s my friend.”
“Oh,” the girl replied bewildered. “Friend’s u give ride’s to?”
“I’m gonna head to class, see u later,” I zei curtly, before walking quickly to the direction of my class. I couldn’t stand her scrutinizing eyes, assessing me like one would to a poisoned drink.
I walked to homeroom, Mr. R gave me a bright smile that I returned, classes like these always lifted up my spirits.
I sat volgende to Cali, “how’s it going?”
“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell u about that picture!” She burst out.
“Woah, calm down Chica, why would I be mad?”
“Because everyone else is, but I thought I was doing the right thing, u know I though he killed them and I thought…”
“It’s okay, I’m sure everything’ll be fine.”
“No it won’t, America and I usually sit on the same bus zitplaats, stoel with Lara but today, they both sat together ignoring me.” Her beautiful green eyes filled up with tears.
“Calm down, there just mad, there’ll cool down.”
Cali shrugged and looked towards the front when class started.
The volgende few hours went door in a blur, and then it was lunch and Cali wad shaking as she looked at our table. It was a weird sense of deju vu but this time Cali was the nervous one.
Nobody looked up as we took our seats and I calmly took a bit out of my apple. It was like the breakfast at my house earlier today and I didn’t like it.
“Corrie can u pass the ketchup?” America asked, even though the ketchup was in front of Cali.
Who picked it up and put it in front of America, who glared at her. “I asked Corrie, not you.”
Cali’s eye’s flashed with hurt but she gave it to Corrie, of meer like Corrie snatched it from her and gave it America.
“Thanks Corrie,” America said, giving her a sweet smile.
Cali looked down at her plate as she ate, not even bothering to make eye contact. I felt super bad, but as I was about to say something Azerien passed door and we made eye contact before breaking it away. Gregori came and started a conversation sucking back some life into it.
“Did u hear the news about the great water balloon bandits?”
We nodded happily, Cali smiled a bit. “One of the best pranks I’ve ever done.”
“He was asking all of us our opinion not just yours.” America interrupted, glaring at her.
Cali shook her head before getting up and and walking straight through the door, when it was closing I saw her breaking into a run. Gregori glared at America, “stop being such female dog, mare.”
“I am not! u were asking all of our opinions!”
“And she zei what she was thinking while the rest of u nodded.”
“She was being rude!”
“You’re the one who made her run out of here, and I’m sure she’s crying.”
America rolled her eyes. “She deserves it.”
“What did she ever do to deserve any of this?” I asked, causing everyone to look at me, normally I would’ve fliched but today I just shook my head as I said. “You people make me sick.”
I got up and raced after Cali, I heard someone call my name but I ingored it as I raced to the direction I saw Cali.
After a few minuten of wandering aimlessly, I found her at the library, crouched down crying near the non fiction section. I wrapped my arms around her, and laid my head on my shoulder while whispering that we’ll get through this.
We were both beautifully broken, strong, and we both could get through this. No matter how hard it seemed, no matter what obstacles were in our way.
We would get through this.
Always and forever.
Prologue
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever love her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace love someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Once upon a time... there once was a Beautiful Princess... named Twilight...her hair was White...her eyes were blue...and she was the most beautiful in the land...
But there was only one problem... she had never loved... and that was her undoing... she had brought a young Wizard into the Castle... She was the most rude and mean person he had ever met...
So the young Wizard cursed her... and she was turned into a terrifying Dragon... and no one visited her ... Now no one would ever love her... everyone was afraid of her...
But she knew she would embrace love someday... someday ...
And that is where our story begins...
Chapter 3 : Rage
One week after the indecent, King George had news for Prince Jay.
"I will let the Kitsune go" King George told Jay.
"Really?" vlaamse gaai, jay asked, confused.
"Why yes" King George answered as he winked to Prince Cole as he smiled back. They took off the Kitsunes chains as everyone cheered, vlaamse gaai, jay sensed something was up.
"Now!" King George yelled as a group of Guards and Cole surrounded her and started whipping her. Then the citizens circled her and started Kicking and Slapping her as the Kitsune started crying.
"Stop it!" vlaamse gaai, jay yelled as he started protecting the Kitsune. Then Cole kneed vlaamse gaai, jay in the stomach, grabbed the Kitsune and out her back in her cage as vlaamse gaai, jay could only watch...
One week after the indecent, King George had news for Prince Jay.
"I will let the Kitsune go" King George told Jay.
"Really?" vlaamse gaai, jay asked, confused.
"Why yes" King George answered as he winked to Prince Cole as he smiled back. They took off the Kitsunes chains as everyone cheered, vlaamse gaai, jay sensed something was up.
"Now!" King George yelled as a group of Guards and Cole surrounded her and started whipping her. Then the citizens circled her and started Kicking and Slapping her as the Kitsune started crying.
"Stop it!" vlaamse gaai, jay yelled as he started protecting the Kitsune. Then Cole kneed vlaamse gaai, jay in the stomach, grabbed the Kitsune and out her back in her cage as vlaamse gaai, jay could only watch...
Okay, some vrienden and I made up a song we call, "The Hunger Games" to the tune of "Glad u Came"
Okay here it goes,
The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.
(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)
u cast a spell on me, spell on me.
u hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided u work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see u n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take u door the hand.
Hand u some medicine.
Drink it if u can.
Can u spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make u Victor.
(And then u repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad u Came")
Okay here it goes,
The sun goes down, the tributes come out.
And all I know, is Cato's here now.
My leg will never be the same.
The Hunger Games, The Hunger Games.
(All of the o o o o o o o 's... xD)
u cast a spell on me, spell on me.
u hit me like your present fell on me, fell on me.
I decided u work well with me, well with me.
So let's go somewhere no one else can see u n' me
Turn the lights out NOW.
Now I'll take u door the hand.
Hand u some medicine.
Drink it if u can.
Can u spend a little time?
Time is slipping away.
Away from us, so stay.
Stay with me, I can make, make u Victor.
(And then u repeat. ツ I think of this every time I hear "Glad u Came")