IN THE WORLD OF LOVE

I ...... I love you, remember that. She said and hugged me kissed me on my forehead. like it was the very last time I would see her and feel the warmth of her closeness. I was scared to see her like this. She then turned and kept something in our secret chamber, came to me and said, "you are very strong and beautiful and brave, never let small things affect you, never think that he doesn't love you or doesn't care he does baby he does just don't show it very often". she hugged me cried. Confused, I asked, "mamma I do not understand".

she then took her necklace and gave it to me and said, "baby when the time comes you will " with that he pulled the trigger

Boom

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I woke up franticly, breathing heavily. My hands shaking as I reached for the water on my nightstand, it was rare for me now to have these dreams. It was the first one since my therapy. Even now I would hug myself at night and cry. I am terrified to even now to think of that night, that changed my whole life, ruined my childhood. Scared to think of how he, Mercilessly killed my mother. He killed her in front of a small girl, did not even think of what effect it would have on me. Every day his face is a constant reminder of my mother's death, of how lonely I am in this world.

I reached for the phone on the nightstand, I saw the time and I knew it was going to be a very long hour of me getting lectured, of how should I be, and a long of dos and don'ts. To tell you, it was 9.30 am. I got freshen up quickly, changed into my clothes. I was dressed in a black turtle neck tee and dark blue jeans with my signature pony. if anything I loved most in makeup is gloss and lipsticks. I was applying my lipstick when my phone rang I picked it up, I knew who it was

" where the bloody hell are you? it's fucking 9.35 am and you are half an hour late. Serena J . Williams I will have you by your neck if you are not here in the next ten minutes ".

"God please stop cursing and shouting I will be there be patient wil you! " I said "PATIENT my foot you will......." and I cut the call believe me you do not get on her bad side. For the last time checked me in the mirror. People say I am a complete copy of my mother with dark brown hair, thick eyebrows and olive green eyes, with freckles and cute little button-like nose and my height about 5.3, not that much you know. The only feature I have of my fathers is his lips, thin and small. My father, the hero of my life, is the best you know. Ughhhhhh best my foot, after my mother died, my custody went to my father, even though every person knew who killed her, you see my father is the richest person, so all he had to do was bribe some cops and members of the staff so that the secret stays in the dark. And I couldn't do a thing because of a certain reason. My mother was his second wife, All I heard growing up was, that his first wife died of a heart attack, well not that I believe and that he loved my mother dearly, well it's not something that I believe either. He had a son and twin daughters from his first wife and I was an only child with his second marriage. He loves his daughters so much. well, that's what he shows. People in this house hate me call me a waste of space. But for him I am a person who should be ignored at all times, even in certain situations he doesn't lose his calm with me very often, I don't always get to see him very often, only on Sunday breakfast and he doesn't bother me at all, he does not talk to me let alone look at me, for all I know he hates me well vice versa my hatred runs for him deeply, but at the same time I love him, I do not know it because he is my father or what. people even say that my name was my mother's and that he changed it after her death.

Anyways, I was packing my bag as rose my servant barged in and said: " miss Serena sir Williams asks for you he says it's urgent ". I was amazed to hear those words and what could he possibly need me for he already has three children to look after. "And could you tell me what it is for, " I asked ." don't know miss but you better hurry ". she mumbled and hurried off. Well, I guess if I want to know what for I better not keep him waiting.

I assembled all things in my bag and went downstairs straight to the dining hall. Some servants mumbled a good morning on the way.

"well if this isn't the waste of space ". came the annoying voice of Eva, my step sister. My father cleared his throat and asked " do you have plans with Jennifer this morning" .see this is what I am talking about he did not address me by my name at all. yes, father, I replied, "very well then expect you to be home by noon we have a family dinner with Mr Clifford his and family ". he said ." is it necessary that I be present, "I asked annoyed. He replied a quick yes I was about to protest again when his glare had me quiet.

I angrily stormed off from there and just when I was half out of the door " wear something nice " I heard someone say. I slammed the door and went off to see Jenny. I hated that family, well of course I knew who Clifford's were. His eldest son Mr egoistic was my first and last crush, God I am telling you they are powerful than we are, I mean money doesn't matter to me but still. He was friends of a friend let me tell you he is sooo egoistic I don't know what does he think of himself. And keeping in mind that I was the one who rejected him continuously three times I bet this time it would be awkward.VERY.

As if I have fewer things to worry about one more is added to the list.

O dear God save me.