chapter 1... The happiest corpse
“Ugh, that’s it.” A book slams closed across from me, so hard the entire bed shakes. “I can’t take it anymore. I quit”
I don’t look up, my eyes scanning the pages absorbing the words, the book glued to my side the past few days, I can’t wait to know what Adrian going to do when he found that his fiancé and the love of his life sleeping with his brother.
“This is just way too complicated”
Melissa, interrupting what little focus I’m struggling to keep. Now I start to believe that I was wrong for not having this book here instead of under my sheets with creepy light under, at least I was in
feeling like if I was with characters or maybe it is I am the heroine. for the fact I would never cheat on Adrian, he is so loyal cut and the most important he loves her so much
“ough, I’d rather watch porn, jeez, I never read like that even when I was in school”
I smiled at that, Melissa is far away from nerd, I mean even me but when the matter comes to reading romance novels especially erotic, well I’m a hell of a super nerd
I flip the page as I mumble, “pati..” but I was cut by her “I swear Ana, if you say patience one more time, I’ll knock you down”
Those words draw my attention away from my Adrian. I glance across the little round bed at my best friend, as she rocks the wooden chair back on its hind legs in frustration, god she looks like crap her hair like if boom blowup there.
“don’t look at me like that, I know I look like shit” I rolled my eyes, this girl can’t spit a word without cursing even when her father is a saint, yeah I know it’s disaster
I turn my attention back to the pages muttering low enough she can hear it “Mel langu..” again she cut me
“Fuck you Ana Robert” I shake my head, Mel is Mel no one in the world can change her, “even NASA knows that we can’t be a nun babe, it’s like the global fact”
a moment of silence filled the air before she opens her mouth again, “so” I lift my head from what I was doing, I look at her face and already shake my head vigorously. I know what that face means as her face pleads. She says nothing just smiles huge and nods excitedly.
I sigh, “No, I almost got busted last time”
“Oh, c’mon you should let me handled those bitches”
I shake my head again “and don’t drug my stepmom and her daughters and tied them on tree”, well that’s her idea about handling things, I mean I know my those women is my pain in ass but c’mon this idea can kick me in person for what five seven ten years.
“Oh please, darling” crap I know that tone
“you’re gonna wrinkle up like an old prune. you need to live a little!” She sounds exasperated. she’s right. and I hate when she’s right
well, my name is Ana Robert and I am not an extraordinary girl just a topical girl, most likely a human because I haven’t what most of the normal girls have, for example, no phone, no internet, not allowed reading, no listen to music, homeschooling, and sure no talking to boys or even other people except Melissa and Long-sleeved dresses and long that should cover even the toes. No makeup.
well, that’s because my dad believes these things corrupt young minds, My father is somewhat overprotective. When I say he’s overprotective I mean an old army man watching you , I can tell he is more damaged after my mom death
I don’t know her she died while she gave birth to me. My life centered on working in the barn, doing my homework, avoiding my stepmom’s anger and finally going to sleep in my small room or the attic
In this room, I can be who I want to be. No pressure. No expectations. I can do as I please. And I like it like that.
“Hello, What are you wearing?” “Uh...” I glance down at myself. “Clothes.”
“Not now. I mean tonight.” I groan, tired of this going nowhere conversation, Looking up from my book, I sneak a peek at her. Her puppy-dog eyes are wide in pleading and she bats her lashes at me. I can’t help but laugh, “Don’t even try it. I’m not going”
“Hey bitch, my mom wants you”
I rolled my eyes internally, moving after my ass stepsister Sandy, she always acts like if she was royal and she always gets what she wants but not the best she got the second best, the best go to Katharine
actually, she is clever and she got that attitude sure when the matter comes to men, sometimes I wish I can be like her sometimes I pull back what I wished.
My ninja stepmom jump from nowhere pulling me with to the kitchen, “we have an important guest, go and bring us some tea and cookie”
of course, she pulls me all that way for some stupid cookies because she had the IMPORTANT man, sure he is a man it’s always about men and money
I took tea and cake tray moving to where they were seating, it’s so simple to guess where are they sitting, I mean since we are still in the day so that they are certainly in the living room, but if it’s a night she will not be here with ..... for the most
a man in his fiftieth most likely and have a weird look in his eyes like a filthy look, quickly I pulled my eyes away from him to the tray putting it on the small table, ignoring his puncturing eyes. I almost run out the creepy air, but as I said almost, she opens her mouth kindly like a snake
I shouldn’t be freak out of seeing her kind, she is better than Meryl Streep especially in front of her important guests, she likes playing the role of kind lovely mother
" Ain’t it shameful to don’t serve our guest?”
I rolled my eyes and playback throwing a tight smile and do the usual ...serve them, pour some poison to our creepy guest, he can’t stop scanning every move I do, I felt so itchy at my skin disgusted from his looks I want to scrub my body like a crazy bunny
I pour the tea and push the cookies more to his side hurrying, he smiled wider showing smudged rotten teeth, I felt so nauseated at the view
please don’t smile, even if someone smoked diesel he will not get that amount of dark stains as much as this man had, I try to hold myself tight to not cringe my face, quickly I turned around marching out finally
and before I go far enough my ears caught him saying, I’m taken’ that one Miss Jude, wow, she made a contract now, but what she is selling
Eyes wide and terror, I whispered hisses, “promise to get me phalaenopsis” she stopped and turned to look at me with a cringed face, “phalala... what” I gulped “phalaenopsis” the cringe on her face worsen but she neither let my hand go or whipped that look on her face
“that sound like a drug, fuck girl, are you on a drug?”
I rolled my eyes, no one in drug just her, in fact, the drug won’t corrupt anything more than what she is in, this girl’s expire date passed from centuries
with a deadpan face, “it’s orchid and I need it to decorate my grave” she sight and continue pulling me
“Ana Robert you are so useless, you are just a pussy bitch”
yes I am coward because this girl had no idea what will happen to me if my father knows that I ’m in this party, it’s not like the first here in our village, parties always are thrown but for me, It’s forbidden
and now I am totally sinking in and if my father knows, for better get orchid on my grave, for the first time on my life regretting going on Melissa’s home even knowing her, I’ve always known that this girl will be the death of me but now I’m sure of it
suddenly I hit on Mel, I get nudged on my back, I look and it was a man with a cowboy hat and black leather jacket passing me like nothing happened not even look at me
what gets my attention the whistle, he was whistling with inviting tone beside he was huge, I was like an elf next to him.
“wow, watch where you goin’ man”
it was Matthew’s hand securing me, so that wasn’t Mel, a hot smile cross his well-shaped lips observing me with curious eyes I suddenly feel warm as I imagine that mouth touching my skin, my lips. I dropped my head stepping back, I felt my cheeks burning
“are you okay” I look at him dreamily watching those lips move slowly, and filling my lung with his aroma, how can I be okay, in fact, I’ve never been okay ... never, Lifting my brows dreamily almost faint
my heart is beating faster, my mind said goodbye to me, he was scared he cares about me, On the inside, I’m jumping up and down in joy till his voice wake me
“goddammit Ana answer me” shaking me a little, his eyes full of fear and concern, I simply nodded whispering ‘yes’
he gave no time and tug me to his rock chest squeezing the air out of my lunge, but who cares, I will be the happiest corpse
all I want is to stop the time and spent my eternity between his arms, but unfortunately the moment cut with cleared throat noise, quickly I pushed him away, and it was Mel wiggling her brows at us, oh crap
good, who can stop her now? but luckily he did “hungry?” not a little, I looked at him and he was scratching the back of his head, oh god
“yeah” and with that, I tug Mel hand with me heading out, I know she still dancing with her brows, “stop it” I hissed between my teeth, but this girl is like disaster only get bigger and worse
“Oh god, I’m starving”
the food aroma sneak through my nose makes me sighed dreamily when I back to earth I realize that Mathew stare at me with amusement
Mel punch my stomach, that smack was enough to make me lose my appetite ... that girl knows how to make good punches
“sure you are” good this girl bury the moment and cover it with cement, we start picking our food in a weird silent “I’m so proud of myself, for the first time in my life I do good and that makes me literally tear”
“wow, you did” it was more sarcasm than a question, she turned to look at me with smug face “yeah and I did it perfectly, you know you should hire me to kill that fuck face women and her two ugly bitches” I rolled my eyes, that girl can’t get my stepmom out of her head
wait, she didn’t tell me what was the great work that she did, so I turn to catch her before she leaves
but his hand stopped me as his large body guarding against behind, he is close. Close enough to feel him adhered to me and the heat of his body almost burned me
“I want to kidnap you for a moment” he whispered in my ears and shiver run along my body
Without other spoken words, he had the wheel and tug me with him away, away from any other eyes, that made my heart dance madly, for the first time in my life love the idea of being a victim ... his victim.
