chapter -3
Felicity's pov:
If I say that I am not sad at this very moment, then surely I would be lying to myself. Because I am hurt.
Fucking hurt.
I think now I appreciate why people say you can give up on everything but when it rises about your dreams, you can't but fight back about it.
And damn I am sensing like that right now!
And the only thing that is caging me from it is my parents and their so-called heiress. I turned towards my room, gloomy and expressionless….it's like suddenly my soul left me and the numbness took control. I always thought about going to high school or middle school. Regardless, why am I saying this? It was rare for me to go to school and the fact I had been appointed with home tutors was pretty annoying. Even if I didn't take over the corporation, I still had to do a lot of work and meetings.
Tough to be an heiress. You say it, I show it.
Sometimes, I used to over-work myself so much, so I could go to school even for a day and be myself for a day. Not a successor. Just a usual girl, Felicity. I looked up at the mirror, a girl with a pale complexion. Eyes that could define its hardships and misery. Tears welled up throughout the face. However…
They will never discover the vulnerable me anymore!
A knowing smile erupted on my face. I went up to bathe, still, a smile plastered on.
******
Ah, it feels so good after a nice shower.
I glanced at the time. It was 2 o'clock in noon. Seems like, it's the right time to do it. I grabbed my phone from charging and went to social media.
My whole plan is to release a simple statement in my official ID. Though, no one had seen me in real life. Because I prefer to be hidden. But I was forced to make my official page and ID. So, I came up with an idea and had many fake accounts. So, I could easily do what I want, knowing that no one can know me. And one of the ways, I can know if people like me or just my rich status. Frankly, it's rare for me to login into my official ID as I am always on my fake accounts. Thank God! My parents don't know about this. Or I would never hear the end of it.
I posted the statement and within a blink, the post got shared millions of times and was steadfast. To say if I am stunned, I will be lying to all. As I remember, it's not that remarkable. I lost count of my followers, who care about them. Only if you care for me then I may mind for you. My life quotes.
I shoved a strand of my hair away, looking at the window boringly. I am weird, right? I am not what people want me to be. Tomboy? Who the hell likes these types of people? Regardless, I came to think about why Tiffany is ok with me being a tomboy when her friends don't even have the decency to show respect to me. Not like, I need their respect anyway. But still, I didn't make any grave mistake if I like to dress like boys and am not a fan of gowns. A person can't be judged just by their appearance.
My thoughts got abrupt by a rapid bang on the door. Oh, Lord! Is anyone trying to break my door? I instantly got up from bed and sped up to the door. When I opened the door, I soon regretted my decision. Why the hell is he here? I thought he was busy ignoring me. "What do you want?" I asked him a straight and plain question, making a blank face. He stared at me for a couple of moments then he caressed his forehead like he had a headache. Do I look like I care about his headache? The answer is No. A Simple No.
"Why did you do that, Felicity?" He sighed as he gave a disappointing look. Don't even dare to give me that look. " Don't even dare to give me that look, Eric. You are in no place to put these expressions on me too. So, just get out of my room." I told him as I tried to close the door, unluckily he placed his shoe to forbid me not to shut it. But what's your right to do it?? "Step out of here, Eric. " I tried again but it didn't help as he was stronger than me. I swear I want to question God why he had males strong only? Why not us?
But the damn stubborn he had to be, didn't even try to bug to shift from his place. Of course, he will not. After all, he's your brother. What more can you expect from him? My subconscious mocked me. " I don't care where to step on or not? But you have to tell me why you post some absurd statements on social media, knowing that it will need only a few moments to get viral?"
Wait! Absurd? Absurd he said. Wow, how can these people be blood connected to me? Hah!
Tears filled my visions, but I couldn't just cry in front of these people. They are not worth my valuable tears. "How did you change so much, Eric?" I calmly asked him, swallowing my tears and pains. He got off guard with my question and looked down. I forced a smile, still comforting myself that it's ok, yet it's not.
"I don't know what you are thinking, Eric? It's quite funny how a person can change so much within a few years. It still feels like yesterday when you used to defend me from everyone, pretending to be my older brother yet you're the younger one. I wonder, what made you this person in front of me?" I spilt all the emotions that I was trying to hide. But I guess, it's time to let him know.
I looked up at him, only because he is taller than me. It makes me feel like an ant in front of him. Another thing, I hate what Lord made. He stared at me quietly, blank and isolated.
A trait only we siblings share a lot. Emotions and facials. He was a blondie while I am a brunette. He possessed our mom's blue eyes. Meanwhile, I captivated both of my parent's green-blueish eyes. Some people even think it's only a lens. Sorry, you disappoint them, but it's true.
I sighed and grabbed his hand towards the door. Leaving him outside, I glanced at his side, only to find him still staring at me. But this time, his eyes were throbbing to say something but then looked down. I walked into my room. Before closing the door, I said," If you think, you can convince me about our parents' deal. Then sorry, it was their call. They should have understood it. And I, Felicity Arabella Quinns, don't even regret a bit of action. Besides, about my statement on social media, I did what dad did. Not even bothering to know someone else's decision before announcing something huge."
I slammed the door as I suddenly felt liquid rushing out from my eyes. Maybe, they were right, I never appreciated being rich, when many people didn't even have that chance. I feel so guilty periodically. It's ok. I calmed myself and went to freshen up in the washroom.
Wow! I didn't notice I cried so much these past couple of days. That even my eyes and cheeks are puffed.
I sat on my smooth and soft bed with my laptop. Believe me, when I opened it, I mentally cringed so much. So many emails from work, notifications and random stuff.
I wish I would open this shit earlier. Now, again I have to be a midnight owl. Damn it! I hate it so much… I groaned as I saw the notifications and emails still coming, never-ending. This will easily make me fall asleep. That's why I went to my comfort, chill or happy zone. You can call it whatever you want. I have no problem. As I am too much of a favourable person. Note my scars.
I opened the app.
Ding!
A couple of notifications came. I decided to see the first one so I opened it. And that was the first best thing I loved.
Congratulations! Miss F_A_Q. Your book is selected in the upcoming grand competition. Check out the following steps to make sure of everything.'
I practically jerked up while reading this. Feeling so excited, I started to do a mini dance in an attempt to celebrate my success. Unfortunately, as I am not such a lucky person, I slipped from my bed and thudded to the ground making a loud bang.
My life despises me!
I groaned out of pain but still got up from there and reached for my laptop. I didn't open other notifications. Because my life is too hectic.
I have a feeling that I will have many sad moments in the upcoming days. So, I kept the other good news for that. I proceeded with the formalities and began to work on my ongoing book, Sickening Pains.
I never told anyone, I am an author and love to write books on online platforms. First, it's still not extremely good news. And I am not that successful yet. And second, these people are not that good to appreciate me. For a fact, they will go and backbite about me in my back.
Not like I care! Never cared about these people.
For an hour, I spent all my attention while writing a chapter. It's not easy to write a chapter. Lots of editing, detailed and perfect grammatical works. This all implies while I write the chapter. And forward it to my editor of the app, who makes the chapter perfect and square. Eventually, I published it and my viewers gave it all support. I am happy with my simple profession.
But I hope one day, my parents will understand why I love this…
It's tough to support yourself, knowing no one is appreciating and patting you. Still, as long as I can earn through it. There is no problem, right?
My thoughts got cut by the knocking on the door.
No one is letting me live in peace today.
As I was too lazy to get up, I just shrugged and yelled," Who's there?" No response. Wow? First, knocking at the door like it has to be destroyed today and now no one is even responding. Should I ignore it?
I again glanced at the door. Nah, I will just ignore it.
I moved to my laptop again, only to be disturbed by the door knocking once more.
Fuck my life!
I grunted as I got up from my bed to open the door. After unlocking it, my final wish was why did I even hear the knocking? I could have ignored it.