Alice's POV:
I feel so terrible and grieved. I have so much to say but there is no one to listen. My lips are sealed because whenever I said something, I was told to shut up. I am sorry for being a terrible human being because I'm already feeling like quitting this life where there is so much pain and sorrow.
devastated, broken-hearted, heavy-hearted, suffering, grieving, grief-stricken, grieved, inconsolable, crushed, shattered, desolate, despairing.
These are the words that describe my condition that how I'm right now. I'm like a meaningless jerk who's living a meaningless life. It's been a month since I'm locked up in my apartment. I haven't stepped out of my apartment and it feels like I'm dead however I feel secure in here because no one is there to conspire against me. No one can cause me pain by manhandling me. I have no fear of being captured and ridiculously shown on cameras. I've switched off my mobile phone and all my accounts so no one can contact me and can track me down to hunt me.
I'm happy being here because I have started liking loneliness. There is silence everywhere but sometimes this silence suffocate me. It feels deadly and rebellious.
But now I can't stay in my home for so long because I'm out of money. All my accounts have been sealed and now I'm penniless. I do not have enough money to even buy grocery for myself. And I'm also running out of grocery items and if I don't get money to buy food, I'll die of hunger very soon.
Now the only option that I see is to go to my mother's home. Never ever in my worst dream I thought of going to live in my mother's home because she never loved me. She used me as a robot who would work and earn money so that she would lead a luxurious life and spend money like they can be easily earned. She never had any idea how much hard work I did to earn money and make my name in that industry in which everyone wants to degrade another.
I packed my stuff and kept few things which I felt that I would need them. I kept my father's picture in it and packed it. I switched on my mobile and kept in my jeans pocket. I wore a black hoodie and covered my face with it. I wore my glasses and left the apartment. I turned and saw my apartment again.
I'll soon come to live here again, I explained this to myself. It was a try to keep my beating heart at bay. My heart clenched in pain thinking about leaving my comfort shell. I don't know what my life will bring for me now.
I'm sorry papa for being a worst daughter. A lone tear left my eye and I went out and never turned again. I knew if I turned again, I won't be able to leave from here.
I took my car and left that area. I kept my tears at bay. I won't cry now. I have to be strong now.
Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength.
I drove for about thirty minutes and I reached the home. I left my car and looked at the home. This was the home in which I grew up. I, mom and dad used to live here happily. Then dad passed away and she pulled out that mask of being a caring mother. Sometimes I think does she even deserve to be a mother. There are number of couples who want to become parents but due to some complications they can not be whereas there are some parents who don't care whether their children live or die.
From the day I have been fired from the industry, she has stopped calling me. Don't think that she used to call me to ask about me or my health. She used to call me for money always. But at least she used to call. This thought constricted my heart.
I kept this thought aside and went ahead to ring the bell of the home. After a few seconds I heard the door opening and I can't be more unlucky to see who has opened the door.
Nick, my mother's coxcomb husband.
He was quiet shocked seeing me because I never visit them. But his shocking features immediately turned into smirking one. I wanted to claw at his face till he forget to smirk. I hate him. He's a handsome man who is always behind money. Perfectly made for my mother. He is so cheeky and never leaves a chance to get close to me. He is the another reason why I hate being here. I remember that at very young age I left this home just because of this person constant gazes filled with lust.
He disgusts me.
"Hello there beautiful girl. It's very amazing to see how beautifully you have grown up." He stretched the word beautiful and I sensed the double meaning in it. Why can't mom see his real face? He took a look at me. God!!!! He was checking me out.
"Is mom in home?" I yelled. I have no courage to argue with him.
"She is. Come in until she comes down." I entered and he took my bag from my shoulder, touching me in process. I immediately moved away from him and he smiled innocently like he doesn't know that what he's doing.
"You came here to live with us." He happily said seeing my bag. "I can't be more happier Alice." There was glint of evilness in his eyes which always warned me to stay away from me.
"I need to talk to mom." I deadpanned. I don't have time for all this.
As soon as I said this, I saw mom coming down my stairs. She was all in glory. My eyes filled with tears but I controlled myself. I can't let her see that I'm helpless and broken. Right?
"Alice is here. How come I see you in this home Alice." She asked me keeping me firm with her cold stare and goes towards where her husband was standing. He snaked an arm around her waist and they both were looking at me.
"I am left with no money mom. I can't afford to live alone." I voice broke at the end. Tears formed and fell. "I need your help." I whispered. It was barely audible.
"Who asked you to get involve in drugs Alice! Because of your acts you're in this state. And now you have come here so that you can live here and spend my money." She yelled at me.
"What are you even talking mom?! The money that you're saying is yours is actually mine. You have made this home from my money and earnings. I used to give a huge amount of money from my salary to you and when I'm in difficult situation, you're keeping your hands off me. How can you be so mean?" I shouted. My heart clenched with pain at hearing her words. Even though I knew that this was coming but the pain never went away. And no matter what I did, I never became the daughter that she would be pride of.
"What are you talking about drugs? You know that I have been raised well. Thanks to my father." I emphasised the word father so she doesn't think that I'm praising her. And it's true that I've good brought up then it's all because of my father.
"Enough!" She shouted. "Alice if you want to live here then you have to follow the rules. I don't want to hear any complain about you." She glared me.
"I'm not five years old mom." I scoffed which angered her more but now I seriously don't care about what she thinks about me. I've had enough.
She left angrily. I knew where my room was. I was about to pick my bag when nick stopped me. I furrowed my eyebrows. Now what game he wants to play with me?
"I'll take it to your room Alice." I hate how my name rolls over his mouth. I never hated my name until he takes it.
I forbade him but he insisted and I agreed.
I entered my room and it was the same like I have left. Everything was at their place. There was a bed in the middle and on the wall there was a big photo frame of I and dad. It was a beautiful and happy picture taken on my 7th and last birthday with him. He gifted me a huge doll house that even I could fit in it. My heart constricted seeing it.
"Alena ordered to throw all of your stuff from this room but I never let her. I knew the day will come that you'll come back to live with me." He said huskily. I knew what he meant. This made my blood boiled.
"Nick, be in your limits. I won't allow you to take advantage of me. I'm not the little girl that I used to be. Beware off my fury." I glared him and my eyes were red with anger.
He raised his hands in defence. He thought that this'll make me believe that he's a changed me? I mentally scoffed.
"Still fiery I see. This is the fire that I remember so well." He smiled evilly.
"Get out of my room Nick." I was literally exhausted from all of his drama.
Thank God he obliged to what I said. He turned and went towards the door. He held the threshold and turned.
"I'm so happy that you're back Alice. This time I'll make sure that you're comfortable and never leaves this home- or me." He said maliciously and left.
I was beyond frightened by his last sentence. His words knocked out breathe from my lungs. There was terror in his words. Was this a wise decision to come here to live? Am I save here?
One thing I know is that James would never harm me the way Nick wants.
Help me Lord.
So guys this was a very lengthy chapter. This is the family of Alice and we see that Alice can trust James but not Nick.
What are Nick's plans?
Will this visit be a beginning for Alice and James relationship?
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