I kept watching as I was forced to.. I couldn't move, something was tethering me to this spot as I continued to watch. Moments later my nanny came in stopping my thre elder siblings.. She cares for me I didn't know why,And I still don't.. She cleaned my younger self up and hid the bruises my 'Siblings' made.. I made due as I saw my younger self in pain.. I clenched my fist into a ball as I was envious of my parents love for them as the banquet started.. While I did all the chores and housework my parents forced on me, my parents lazed around and my siblings did whatever they wanted.. I know What my nanny really saw me as, she often didn't care at all, but took care of me because my grandfather payed her handsomely..
My grandfather the only one to truly care for me unconditionally. He was the only reason this banquet ever happened, cause I sure in the hell knew my parents never were going to do it. My grandfather was the head and I don't know what he saw in me the moment I was born,but he named me the heir..My parents didn't want another kid, they already had three..
I saw my younger self cursing at my parents as I wandered around the outsides of the mansion. My younger selfs eyes filled with envy, as by that time I already started to have a craving for affection. As the habit of mine caused me to hate those family members how didn't show me affection.. I then saw someone approaching my younger self, I knew who it was already as I listened to the conversation..
"Bah! Who are you?!" He giggled.
"My names Matthew.. Your grandpa invited me and my parents?" I emotionlessly stared as I saw my younger self blush in embarrassment.. "I knew that!" The young me said sniffling. "hey? Are you okay?" I heard the young Matthew say with concern as I saw my younger self blush as I wasn't use to affection. We'd continued to talk for hours unknowingly as I shared my problems with him.
He would smile and nod listening to all my problems like an angel.I saw our younger selfs become friends as the scenes passed as if time didn't exist in this space..I saw my younger self crave his affection as during one night when I slept over at his house. This conversation we had changed my life, as this was the day I vowed to follow Matthew even if I had to go through hell for him.
He didn't judge or do anything of the sorts, I had picked up the ability to tell the difference between those lying and not.. I could tell the real concern in his eyes as we conversed, he gave me the affection I craved,I wanted, I needed.. Matthew Morris, my love, I will always love him, if he dies I die..