I wake up later with the sound of the tv on.
{It's like 11am, why is the tv on.}
I found Bianca fast asleep and sighed inwardly.
{I'm not lifting that.}
I took a blanket and draped it over her, I was about to turn the tv off when I saw Alexander and paparazzi crowding him with questions like...
"Who is the mystery girl?"
"What about Serafina?"
"How do you plan to run your father's company?"
He gave a simple reply to all the questions which shut them up.
"NO COMMENT!!"
I sighed feeling very frustrated, I mean it's only a matter of time before everyone finds out about my identity.
{God help me.}
When I woke up that Sunday morning, I felt energized and made breakfast for Bianca and me. It was just the regular eggs and bacon with toast, nothing fancy.
Bianca walked in to the kitchen and headed straight to the cupboard where we keep the cereals.
"Ummh I made breakfast."
"Ooh that's nice" she said looking uninterested.
"The least you can do is have it."
"Oh I will, that will just be after my baby" she said eyeing the froot loops. Bianca was a sucker for sugar.
"Okay, can you at least come to church with me today?"
"No, no, no. I don't go to church. I am a sinner and if I go there acting all holy, that will only make me a hypocrite." Bianca said while pouring the milk into her cereal.
"Geezz you have to stop thinking like that you know?"
"Whatever B." She said with a loud thump on the couch while holding her bowl of froot loops.
"You have to stop eating that shit, you will get cavities." I say with a disgusted expression.
Bianca looks at me and then her bowl, takes a huge spoonful of the cereal and stuffs it in her mouth while chewing loudly then says "Bring on the cavities."
We both burst out laughing, I shake my head and yell "Bye" before heading out to my car.
My car my be a little rusty and rough around the edges but it's all I have got and plus my sister got it for me..."hmmm" I look up at the sky and smile knowing she is watching over me.
Getting into my car I make a stop at a cafe I visit regularly. They have the best cappuccino, my mouth waters just thinking about it.
"How may I be of service to you ma'am."
"One cappuccino to go please."
"That will be 2$."
I hand the barista the money as I wait in a booth for my coffee. Feeling bored, I decided to look at what's on the tv.
{You have got to be shitting me.}
It's a live interview with non other than Alexander Hart and he is talking about, me? I look at the screen confused.
"Mr Hart, can you enlighten us on what happened the other day with that mystery woman. The only thing we know of is that she is of black race". "Yes indeed she is and that is all you get to know, you don't need to know of my private life. If she wants to disclose our relationship, I'll fully support her but if not my support never changes."
"So you heard it first..." I zone out and look away.
"Ugghh, what is with people and watching the news."
{Which relationship is Alexander talking about? we barely even know each other.}
I look up and see my coffee was ready 5 minutes ago.
{I guess I didn't have to sit down at all.}
"Thank you." I say to the barista and walk out of the cafe and into my car.
Putting away my coffee in the cup holder, I start hitting my steering wheel and fat tears fall down my cheeks.
"Inhale Bella, exhale." I perform some breathing exercises and begin driving to church. When I got there, I wasn't really feeling it.
I thought about what Bianca said earlier and for the first time in my life I felt not pure enough to enter the house of God.
I waited in my car till the end of the service and drove back home. I didn't want to prove Bianca's point by coming back before it was supposed to end.
I knocked on the door to our apartment but there was no answer so I used my key. Being alone gave me time to think and catch up with school work and actual work. It was already evening time when Bianca barges into the apartment.
{She is fond of doing that.}
"I went shopping B, I know I don't have much money but I just had to look my best for the job interview. I mean it's a fashion company for goodness sake!!" She rambles as she enters the living room.
"Good for you Bianca but next time you can just ask me to give you something, you know..." I make a hand gesture to my outfit "...I'm a freaking fashion designer, I can hook you up." I give a duhh expression.
"I know, I know, I just didn't want to trouble you with everything you are going through." She starts listing them using her finger—"first loosing your sister and virginity, Alexander and the interview, the press finding out your identity, Alexander saying..."
{Blah blah blah.}
she rambles on while I roll my eyes.
{Wait!!}
"What?" I ask confused.
"What do you mean they 'found out my identity'." Bianca puts her hand on her mouth.
"oh my God, you didn't know!?"
I shake my head with wide eyes "it's every where in social media." She types on her phone. "you are even trending on Twitter!" She faces her phone screen to me and I snatch the phone from her.
"You have got to be freaking kidding me!"
I scroll down on her phone and see a lot of personal details about me. "This is bad, this is really bad."
"DON'T READ THE COMMENTS!!"
She tries snatching the phone but I hold it out of her reach and start reading the comments—
"She is such a bitch."
"Gold digger."
"Serafina is way prettier, sigh."
"Black bimbo."
{Racist much!?}
My face falls more with every comment I read.
{Wow, is this what people really think of me?}
"I'm sorry B" Bianca engulfs me in a huge hug. "There there, it's going to be alright."
"No it's not." I say angrily and shove her away from me the Walk into my room and slam the door. I lay in bed and cry myself to sleep.