Chapter 13 CHAPTER 13: Homeless

“Look who is here, Mom.” The face of Maricar kept me standing when she opens the door for me. “Where have you been this whole night, my dear sister? Do you know that mom going crazy to think where did you go?”

I made a sweet smile thinking that Auntie Amanda has at least small cares towards me. But Maricar made to vanish all of that.

“Don’t think that mom cares for you and she worried about where have you been. She is just worried that we might lose a maid.”

My face started to deform because of what Maricar said.

She opens the door wider. Why are my clothes scattered on the floor? Did she ransack my things?

“Since you are here, you can start to pick your clothes, pack your things, and totally get lost,” Auntie Amanda said making my eyes widened in shock.

“What are you waiting for?” Maricar even pushes me down until I touch the clothes and started to gather them.

“From now on you will no longer live here.”

It was as if my ears were ringing at what Auntie Amanda had said. “W-What did you say?” I felt like I become instantly deaf when I heard it clearly.

“This house will be under my custody and you are never part of my family since you were the daughter of my deceased husband.”

Clouds starting to form, blocking my eyes. Tears went down like falls.

I look up. “Please, Auntie. Don’t do this to me. I don’t have any house to move in.” My money isn’t even enough to make a living on my own. “I will do whatever you ask me to do, just don’t let me leave the house,” I beg as my eyes are almost swollen from crying.

“Mom, don’t you ever believe that. Tommy told me she went outside. Maybe because she is meeting someone else and he overheard that she’s going to run away from this house.”

I look at Maricar, giving her a sharp look. “No. That can’t be. My boyfriend is only Vincent and I never cheated on him nor meeting some other guy and run away from this house. That is very impossible.”

“See, Mom. She even thinks I’m crazy and just making these things invented.”

Auntie Amanda points her fingers at me. “You are a dirty b*tch. Take your clothes away and get out of this house.”

I stand up, gathered all the courage in my voice. “No! I will stay here no matter what. I run going to my room and slam the door and lock it.

LOCKING the room isn’t a good idea at all, only to find out that they have a spare key to open it. At least I can even snatch my bag with my phone inside. I even put our family photo frame, in any case, that they are still going to push me out.

With a hard push, I am already outside of the house. I started to pick the clothes that Auntie Amanda and Maricar throws. I don’t even think of the time right now as I saw some of our neighbors started to look at me badly. Others gave me an awful look, taking pity on me. While the others look at me like I am the villain here.

No matter how much begging I did for Auntie Amanda just to change her mind, it went in vain. They even push me outside, making my arms have bruises.

Sniffing, and letting the tears again, I stood up and started to drag the luggage bag. Turning my back, I walk straight until my feet reaching the end of our house. I can even hear how the doors slam hard when I reach outside.

If fairytales were true, I wish, I have a knight-and-shining-armor. I wish prince charming is real. I wish angels can save people in reality. I wish…

I even wish that if I can see my parents.. and fairies can grant my wish.

Where are all fairytales made from? They are disgusted! Meaningless and not even true! How do children believe in that? Believe in a happily ever after. All of that lies. They are all liars! They even make me believe that happiness and dreams exist after reading happily-ever-after books like Cinderella.

No one will save me in this mess and no one will come just to check me out. No one will pity me or invited me to live in such a royal palace. Nothing is true! All things beneath the lie.

It’s like I came back where I belong—outside. Outside of the world, I don’t know I can exist.

I am broke. I am in terrible pain right now.

I don’t even know what to do in my life now.

No lover. No family. No house.

I almost lost my virg*nity yesterday, if I just let Tommy do what he wants over my body.

I don’t even think I am bad at everybody. I know I am a nice person.

When I was young, I always get bullied when I help others. When the bullies asking for money, I give them what they want and do what they ask me to do. I also follow my parent's orders. I never disobey them or ignored them.

When a friend is seeking my help, I am always there when he needs me. That is Vincent. There were no times that I choose myself over anything. I always put him on top of my priority. When he told me, my friends weren’t a good influence, I changed my friends for him. I did everything for Vincent. When he asked me that he can’t pay for the whole wedding and we need to cut it, one-fourth for him and three-fourth for me. I never complained. I accepted it wholeheartedly. So, tell me, where I made a mistake for this everything?

Yeah, I lost everything. I lost mom, dad, and this house. But I will stand on my feet. I swear, I will come back. I will never let Maricar be with my boyfriend. I didn’t lose with Vincent yet. As long as he is alive, breathing, and kicking, I will take him back and put him where he belongs and that is me. No woman can take my Vincent away, even if that is Maricar, my stepsister. Vincent Zapanta is mine and will be mine again.

Just wait and see. I will be back, taking my house back and making Vincent back in my life again. Maricar is just blocking Vincent’s eyes, he was blinded by his l*st. I will never forget this sorrow and this pain that Maricar, Auntie Amanda, and Tommy—Sanders's family do.

This pain is temporary. I will make sure, it will end soon.

I’ll be back.

I’ll be right back.