Chapter 1
Life is something that people admire as treasure, And me? I don’t treasure my life; I like to give it away to the Gods or whoever stay there opposite to our world.
It’s really a misery how my life is. I don’t know what’s there in my future but I surely know I have to change my fate. This life is something I don’t want to lead.
Helia was sleeping after a hectic day. But nobody cared how she was or was she in pain. A lady entered her room. She was wearing decent dress according to her. Every one believed the lady was her aunt, a loving aunt they say.
“Hey swine, when you’ll wake up, it’s time to make breakfast. Which work will you do good Huh?”
There she was starting to rant.
Helia a beautiful name after the sun, parent kept her name thinking she will be the light to tyrannical society, helpful for others. But there was none to help her, they say she was the light but light too needs chemicals to power herself. She had nothing, none in this world. A broken helpless girl living in the shelter of her aunt.
“It was my fault having you adopt in this house. Your mother died but left u with us an extra mouth to feed. Now get your ass up before I kick you out of this house.”
It wasn’t anything new. She came to the house when she was 6 years old and now, she is 17, will be 18 in few days. Eighteen an age when teenage starts their own life, spread their wings but her wings are cut and then she is blamed for not knowing how to fly.
Groaning she woke up. Leaving the hard mattress, she went to make breakfast. After finishing the work, she couldn’t even eat coz she was late for college. Yes, she was allowed to college because what will people say to her aunt if she doesn’t allow Heila on going to college.
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Heading to my class students gave me looks. Why won’t they, I was wearing a hoodie and sweat pants covering my body in this hot weather. I had to wear it to cover my scars, gifted by my Loving aunt. Entering my class, I sat at the end of the room. Teacher started to give speech about a topic but I couldn’t concentrate, my body was aching. Laying on my desk I remembered yesterday night how my aunt beat me. Just because I accidentally tore Mia’s dress. Mia was my cousin, a bitch copy of my aunt. It was her fault that she pushed me and the dress tore. But who listened to me?
Gazing outside images and thoughts were coming to my head. Finally, the bell rang. I wasn’t much of a brilliant student but depending on my situation I was good enough in exams. It was tiffin time; I went to my favorite place -the roof of the college. It was isolated, no one comes.
Sitting on the railing I watched the students playing happily. Their smile reminds me how my life is destitute. When was the last time I was happy or had friends? I don’t even remember my parents. Every time I try to recollect their names, their faces, everything seems blurry. It feels like a part of me is disoriented. I never dared to ask my aunt. I just know they died in an accident and left me in this misery. This is not life, this is hell.
Then my eye went to him. I am not allowed to fall in love but I can just watch, far from here. How he talks, laughs. Seeing him is the only time I smile.
His name is Ace. He is my senior, cold person and rude too. No one dares to talk with him. I don’t know much of him either. I often see him Infront of our house with his friends and a lady in his arms eating her mouth.
Our or should I say my aunt’s house is not much of in a good place either. It is near a forest and a long highway and couple of streets away there is a club too. One day crossing the road I nearly made an accident with his bike, it was the first time I saw him up close, his deep blue eyes staring at me. That time my heart skipped a beat, and gave my heart away.
Sometime I also caught him fighting with others. I never dared to talk with him let alone confessing my feelings. This pains me knowing how much you love someone but can’t approach them, can’t feel their touch. I am sure he doesn’t even know my name.
Time to go home, every day I want to stay here in this school, library or even bathroom is better my aunt’s house. But nothing is in my hand. I should look for a job then settle down, away from her house. I was sorting my books in my locker, suddenly principle’s assistant called me,
“The principle wants to see you now”.
Scrunching up my eyebrow I thought for a second then shrugging I followed him to the principal office. What it might be, did I get expelled, how can I? I did nothing wrong. What’s the matter?
Entering the room my fogged mind disappeared as my eyes went to Ace, he was there too setting like he owns the school. Clean shave, wearing black t-shirt with black tone jeans, he was looking very angry? Then I noticed I was eyeing him like a fool. He too noticed it; I am sure. Tearing my eyes from him I greeted principle politely. Then he started,
“Miss Helia, may I know why you were absent in Monday class? Did you know you all had a task with the seniors?’
Yes, I knew, I knew how important it was for my grade but because of my aunt I couldn’t come to college. Guess what I had to prepare meal for her guests, the guests from the street club. But why is he asking that.
“Sorry sir, I was sick, I caught pneumonia.”
I lied of course I had to. This task was very important for passing this year. We had to work with our senior on our subject major, mine was planetology. Principle sighed then said,
“No worries my child, you are lucky Ace was absent that day too. So now you have to complete this task with him and submit it within three days.”
Damn I was lucky but no. With him three days it will be tough very tough.
“Sir, is there any other way.”
“No, my child, if u want to pass you have to do this task with him because there is no student available in planetology.”
Looking at Ace I can clearly say he was angry; he sighed and went out saying nothing. Agreeing to the principle I went out to look for Ace.
I have to discuss the task how and where we should do it. Suddenly he came from behind leaving me speechless. He really was a man of intimidating. He came closer, his breath fanned my face,
“Listen whatever your name is, follow me I don’t have time for you, there’s a garden and you will find a plant doesn’t matter what it is and work on it alone. Don’t even think I’ll help doing your fucking work.”
Saying it he walked away making my eyes almost tear up. Collecting myself I followed him, this garden was only available for the seniors. There I saw bunch of red roses, the meaning of love and passion.
The red rose was the favorite flower of Venus, the Roman goddess of love. I would have loved to do assignment on it but my life is anything but red rose.
“Will you hurry up woman, I have places to go”.
Rushing I took a red rose piercing my fingers. Crimson blood dripping from my hands. Vermilion perfect name to describe. Without helping her Ace gazed her with hostile stare. She didn't commiserate with the meaning of his eyes nor her future.
What if I told you it was fated for her to take the rose, cutting her slender fingers. Everything has a meaning of it's own like a rose's thorn. Roses aren’t only meant for love and innocence. It delineates other meaning too. She has to wait only couple of days. Only in couple days everything will be reveled to her . What is her life?
