Yvonne, dropped her phone on the bed, taking off her nightwear, and holding her hair with a rubber band, she walked into the bathroom regulating the water in the reserve to warm up before she could unlock the shower to take her bath.
Hearing the Sound of the reserve popping up and the warm button turning to red, she opened her shower feeling the mixed water touching her skin as she took out her sponge to scrub her body like she always loves to do when having her bath.
Yvonne liked to have her bath with the help of a sponge as she believes that, when you scrub your body well with a sponge and some soap, your pores get open and ready to receive the lotion you apply to your torso.
She had finished scrubbing herself and she rinsed off her skin and came out of the lavatory to brush her teeth.
Yvonne had a daily routine that she followed every morning before going to work and another that she followed when she returned home.
Rinsing her mouth with clean water, she walked out definitely from her bathroom wiping off her body and adjusting her towel on her chest, with another on her head so that the water dripping from her hair, will not wet her floor carpet.
Dancing to an imaginary song in her head, she danced through her room from side to side, using her hairbrush as a microphone.
Her life seemed to be perfect but she could not understand why everyone thinks that she is missing something by not being in love or by not being in a relationship.
"I am a young ambitious and fulfilled young lady, who does not need any man to feel complete, as all men are just a bunch of headaches", she said laughing out loud as that was her favorite Watch.
She has always said and believed strongly that love is for weak people and she was never going to be weak.
While she was deep in her sentiments, Yvonne using both hands, applying a little bit of force on the door of her closet, opened it walking into the beauty of her collection of designer dresses, shoes, bags, and many other things she had and each of them has their various connotations as she knew when to wear each one of them being sure of the location she is to go to.
Today, she is to go to work and she needed a responsible but relaxing outfit as she always loves to stand out extraordinary amongst her colleagues at the office.
Searching through her outfits, she could hear the ringtone of her phone that was left on her bed still and she left to take her phone while she will head back to her alcove to check for something work but elegant.
Walking towards her phone, she noticed that the caller was still her mom so she agreed on taking the yield of her calls this time to hear what she has to say to her.
Picks up the calls but says nothing...
" Hello, Yvonne good morning my little girl, how are you today?", her mother asks but she keeps quiet without saying a word but her mother could hear her breathing on the other side of the call.
Yvonne was so mad at her mom for living with such a bully like her stepfather and she had always wondered what had made her chose him.
"Hello, I know you can hear me so speak up", Mrs. Dwayne spoke out as he yelled at her telling her to come to the house when she has time as she wants them to discuss something important.
" Yes, mother I can hear you and you do not need to shout it is too early for that", she said to her mom.
Mrs. Dwayne already felt the tension that was popping up between herself and the daughter so taking a deep breath, she calmed down for some seconds before continuing the conversation again.
"I know that you are mad at me and also that you do not like your stepfather, but you have to open your heart to him so that you can see what a nice person she is", her words cut Yvonne's heart as she released them and her reaction was unreasonable.
"Did I tell you needed a second father mother?. Why do you want to keep lying to yourself every day that he is a good man whereas I see how he beats you every day and night and you lock up yourself in your room as you cry all the time", she burst out in anger?
Yvonne hated her stepfather with a passion as she has always seen deceit in his eyes the very moment her mother introduced him to her.
" Do not talk about your father that way young lady", her mother shouted out in an angry voice.
Yvonne who could not believe her ears wonder whether her mother was charmed by that gold digger she calls her husband when it is very obvious that he married her because of the wealth that his late father left for them.
Yvonne who did not want to argue with her mother anymore, as it will only ruin her day of the course and she wanted to avoid that said,
"Mom I gave you an option to leave Thomas and send him out of our house or else I was going to leave the house, but what did you do, you choose him and I said I will never set foot in that house as long as he lives there right?", she asked her mother with tears in her eyes.
" He is still like a father to you, he took care of you since you were 15 and he has always tried everything to make you happy Yvonne, just give him a chance", her mother petitioned.
Yvonne who was terrified with her mother's imagination asked whether she was hearing herself talk because she could not believe that her mother could say something like that knowing full well what trust is but still gives a blind eye to it.