Chapter Twelve
Aliyah's POV
First day of Practice
Currently at the gym doing the practice.
In my opinion, there’s a problem with the dance instructors that were assigned to us. We requested an exchange of instructors several times. I can’t help it, but I always end up fighting our instructors. They all wanted us to practice hard. They don’t want us to take a rest and I am freaking TIRED!
"Aliyah, please be patient," said Ruzzel in a low voice while holding my shoulder. I rolled my eyes.
“Tell those dance instructors that we are not robots! I am tired!!!”
After a while, my monster aunt came in, looking very angry. Oh well! She’s walking in our direction.
"ALIYAH SHANE! FIVE DANCE INSTRUCTORS QUITTED IN JUST A DAY! HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO LEARN IF ALL OF THEM GOT TRAUMATIZED BY YOUR ATTITUDE ?!"
I rolled my eyes for the nth time. I was about to answer her when suddenly, the door has slammed.
And there ‘twas a demon who entered--- Lewis Mercado, the great ex.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?!" I shouted.
"We're schoolmates." By the way, how he answered me, it seems like he wanted to annoy me. Is he trying to measure now my patience?
"GET.OUT.OF.HERE!" Or else I might punch you right away.
"Ash, let us talk. Please." And now he is pleading.
"Talk to your face!"
"Ash, please. I'll try my best just to win you back."
SAY WHAT???
I was about to punch him but aunt suddenly spoke up.
"She can never be yours again Lewis... She's now engaged."
AND JUST ANOTHER, SAY WHAT???
What is my aunt now saying?
"With whom?" Asked Lewis.
Yes, to whom? I also wanna know.
"You don't have to know." -but that was my aunt answered.
"B-but I still love her."
I just can’t stand it anymore and so I walked in Lewis's direction then I slapped him on his face. He deserves it. A slap is not enough.
“Do you hear yourself saying you still love me?” Full of hatred, yes I am.
"A-aash...."
"ENOUGH !!"
Then I walked out. I don’t wanna hear anything more.
I went to the hideout. But before I could finally enter, someone suddenly pulled me.
I was taken to the back of the hideout.
Five women.
Our rival.
Look how brave they were. They came all along here on our territory.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"TO SEE YOU SUFFER, PRINCESS ALIYAH." answered the girl who looked like a clown because of her thick makeup.
“Suffer what?”
Then I started slapping them one by one, pulling their hair, and even beating them up. They are fighting me back as well, and of course... No one will defeat me.
Just a few minutes after, they all looked tired and helpless.
I turned my back on them and finally entered the hideout.
I went straight to my room. There I saw in the mirror that I got a wound on the side of my lip. I washed my face then immediately, left the room.
"What happened?" asked Patrick. He is sitting on the couch.
“Just a rival war.” then I left, decided to go home.
I was surprised to see who welcomed me as I arrived at our home.
It is my mom.
I never expected to see her again. Is he with dad?
"Aliyah Shane." she smiled at me.
"Mom.” my response, and oh, with a blank expression.
I am not the type of child who is close to my parents. Since I was a kid, I have rarely been with them. It's always aunt and the maids I grew up with.
"What happened to your face?" She was about to touch my face but I took a step backward.
"Nothing so serious. It's just a cut Mom."
"Follow me. Let me clean and treat it.”
I didn’t bother answering. I just followed her. I sat beside her as she now cleaning and treating my wound.
"How are you Shane?" she suddenly asked.
"I'm fine."
"How are you and Lewis?"
I paused for a while. She doesn’t know that I and Lewis broke up already. I don’t have any intention of letting her know about it.
"Mom, I'm up. Thank you for treating my wound."
She smiled at me then she asked.
“Can you do me a favor Shane?”
“What is it?”
"Can I sleep tonight in your room?"
I was surprised by what I heard .... why is she asking to sleep in my room? Her room was clean ... the maids cleaned it. But why---?
"Please. This will be the last favor child."
I nodded.