Nora Perspective
"What are you doing?" A shrill voice came that made me jump. I hurriedly press the letter in envelope but a hand on my shoulder turned me around, I throwed the letter under the bed and make eye contact with my step mother, Sana. "What were you doing?" She asked stretching her neck to see if I hide something. I pushed her away from me and sat on my bed.
"It's none of your business." I said. She looked at me and Iknow how much she want to hurt me.
"What did you say?" She asked.
"What you just heard." I said, she come close to me and stare into my eyes.
"Don't play games with me, girl. I don't know what you were doing but I know that for sure what are you planning I would never allow you to do that." She hissed at me. "What I told you was truth, consider it or not." She said straightened her position and binding her hands behind her back.
"But I am not planning anything." I said innocently. She stared at me like I am another creature, than she started to laugh. I always hated her laugh. Her laugh scared me, her laughter would make my hair stand on end. Whie she was laughing I always take her in.
She has brown hair, in sun sometime it looked red. She has fox like eyes, that had brown color. She has thin cheekbones that made her really beautiful. Her skin was white, she was the most beautiful woman I ever seen, But also the cruelest person I ever seen. Sometimes I saw my mother in her and sometime Satan. Sometime she is light and sometime dark. Sometime she is soft and sometime cold.
"That was a great joke, Nora." Sana said after having a fit of laughing. She come close to me and put her finger under my chin to raise my eyes that met her. "Who you are joking with? Huh?" She asked.
"From you." I said with a straight face. She smirked than her smirk fell. I hate these moments because when ever I muster up this type of courage I always end up in this type of situation. She stood straight and smirk got back.
"My beautiful daughter," She trailed her finger from my forehead, "do you know why are you beautiful?" I didn't said anything, "because your mother was very beautiful." She said and I can sense the hatred behind her smile, he finger trailed down to my neck and she stuck her finger in my hair. "You haven't seen her but I did." she twirled my hair around her finger. I can already sense the pain, "And she was one hell of gorgeous." She said, it was almost like she wasn't here but she was, Than her eyes snapped on me and my soul left my body but I stay still, "But I am not going to make you what your mother was." She said pulling that strand and than let it go. I was on the floor now, getting up I was on my legs. I watched as she lock he door and came to me.
My worst nightmare of nightmares.
The start of hell.
21 years ago
"Dad." I shouted from across of hall and ran towards him, he grab me my arms and pull me up and kiss me on the cheek.
"What my princess was doing?" He asked walking in the living room. There was nanny satanding near the sofa. A mate came and handed him a coffee. I ran out of his arms and showed him the drawing I made. "Hmm, what is this?" He said grabbing the paper from my hand. I bind my hands behind my back and started to rock on my heels.
"It's a drawing. It's me, you and mom." I said pointing at the family, his face fell hearing mom name. I was smiling with my teeth. He pulled me in his lap and stroke my hair.
"Nora." He called.
"Hmm." I starting to play with his thumb.
"Do you know where mom is?" He asked. I looked at him and nod. "Where is she?"
"She is no where. She is dead." His hand stopped stroking my hair. He would be also shocked how a 4 year old girl know about her mother but in school no one made me got me out of reality. He glance at nanny and her jaw was dropped. "She diidn't told me." I said quickly still playing with his thumb. I looked at him, "My school fellows told me. She didn't." I chined at her. "I also heard it in news that she is dead." I said to him. He was looking a t me that I wasn't his child. His grip loosened on me and I jump of him. "I want to sleep." I announced and he went with me up in the room and slept with me.
2 years later
"I do." My dad spoke and both of them exchanged rings. Her daughter was standing beside me. I was just sitting on the side table. I didn't talk to anyone no one talk to me. After the wedding we all went to home.
5 years later
"Like mother like daughter." She said one time. I look up at her and show her the letter. Which has written all the truth about her dirty deeds.
"What is this?" I asked her. She smirked and crouch to my level.
"Your truth." She said than she grasp the letter out of my hand and slap me across the face. "Your life"
And from that day my hell starts. The hell where once my mother was. My real mother.