(Scarlett)
"You ready, Scar?"
"Maybe..."
"What do you mean?"
What do you mean!! Seriously, Anger flooded through my vains, ready to spill out and thrash down at this man sitting right next to me. The man who called me his daughter only a few hours ago. A stranger with my blood. The one who vanished from my life months before I was even born and the one who appeared at my mother's funeral claiming himself as my father. The only man that I hated my entire life or atleast my past life.
And yet here I am setting right next to him in his super luxurious car, driving to nowhere.
"Scar? You alright baby?"
"Don't call me that."
"Scar, look I know this is all very...."
"Imperfect."
"No, I know this is very fast and I.... I am really sorry that you had to go through this but, this is life and we need to deal with it, running is not an option."
"Ha... I am running? Cause in the past 24 hours I lost my mother then at her funeral a stranger in a fancy tuxedo show up claiming himself as my birth farther. And here I am accompanying you to your royal life. And this is not running...this .....this is facing the truth, which apparently I am very bad at."
I lashed out at him with every ounce of anger, frustration and grief which was crawling in me for the past hours.
"Where were you when I need you... When my mother died paying the bills, begging every doctor to save her from the misery of death?"
I didn't realise that I was crying until he collected me in a tight hug wiping my tears.
"I am so sorry baby, I never wanted any of this to happen. This is all my fault, I should have never leaved you guys."
We took a few moments to come back to our senses.
A few minutes later the car door opened and we stepped out.
I almost lost my breath at the view set right up to my eyes. A lavish mansion
Surrounded with beautiful gardens in the falling sunset.
"Come dear, your brother is waiting for you."
Oh yes, Aaron Wade my big bro, I use to talk to him a lot, even now sometimes, he was the only one person after my mother whom I loved and so did he.
Mom never told me why my father left us and took away my brother with him. But as far as I remembered she loved them as much as she loved me, she something used to cry over a old photo of my father's and Aaron's. She always told me that my father loves me with his complete heart and that they are our family.
The only thing I could never really have Family.
We entered the grand double door and walked to the living room.
Aaron was sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. The movement he heard us come in he rushed towards me and hugged me as if I was his world. I cried at his chest griping his blazer.
"Oh my god! Are you okay little princess? I've missed you so much!"
"I missed you to Aaron." I whispered.
"Ha... Atleast you remember my name."I laughed a little and looked up to him.
That's Aaron, my big brother, the one who could make me laugh in any condition.
"I love you, lil sis."
"I love you too, Ron."
.......
Ron showed me to my room which was like the 8th wonder to me.
The only thing about Ron that I hate is that he knows me far more than I myself do.
Every inch of the room was in my style. Spacey, comfy, bright, moody but best of all it felt like home.
My home.
The bed was like my own personal cloud fixed to the wall. A dresser with a elegant crystal mirror. Even every product and brand of cosmetics were mine and best of all a full length bookshelf around a window, and the window stuffed with cushions as if it was set to sit comfortably and read while enjoying the magnificent view. The closest filled with my clothes and many more, also my type.
I really do love him.
I spend the hour decorating the room with my photos with mom, Skye and a few with Ron.
I lost track of time and woke to a silent knock at my door.
"Come in."
My so-called dad pecked his head in taking the view of the room.
"Hey, can we talk?"
"Sure, as if I have a option."
He walked in and pulled a chair from my study table and sat right in front of me.
"I understand if you are mad at me."
"Ha.....mad no I am super frustrated, how could you do this to me, to her?"
"You are too young to know this Scar, I promise you all your answers when you are 18, but first let me give you this."
He bought forward a narrow wooden box, which was carved beautiful with delicate flowers and leafs shining like red moon.
"She was going to give this to you on your 18th birthday but I guess now is the best time for you to have this."
I gently opened the led of the box finding a beautiful charm bracelet inside.
Hot tears followed down my cheeks.
"Thank you."
I slowly whispered as he grabbed me in a sweet hug.
"I miss her."
"I do too baby."
We stayed there for a few moments using each other's comfort.
"Scar?"
I looked up at him with wishful eyes.
"I...I wondered if you wanted to continue your studies, so I enrolled for a highschool nearby."
"Sure."
"And don't worry Aaron is a senior at the school, you will be welcomed."
"You mean you enrolled me at Rosewood high?"
I couldn't belive my own words. ROSEWOOD HIGH the only school I never dreamed of.
"Why can't I just go to any public school?"
"If you want I can arrange for a public school but...but Scar I have never been for you, I couldn't be for your mother and if you just let me do this one thing for you I... I will think that your mother may have forgiven me." My heart almost stopped beating, atleast he seeked for her forgiveness. I smiled gently think that mom would have wanted this.
"Okay, I do understand. So, when do I start?"