Beauty and the Beast
Maybe is was Never Home
Kenna POV
Jordan and Bordan had married, my brother was dead, and the mayor and Grant has been poised by Jordan. They couldn’t look at me the same way. I had hoped that when I would come back we would be best friends again. They didn’t even ask about what happened to me. And to be honest, I didn’t feel like telling them. I woke early the next morning to hearing Jordan vomiting.
I rushed to her side, I pulled her hair away from her face and sat with her for a few seconds until she had finished. She wiped her mouth and groaned, leaning against the wall. “I hate Borden sometimes.” She muttered.
“Did he get you sick?” I asked.
She shook her head, “no the baby is doing that all by himself.”
A baby…? I looked away and she sighed. “Con…congratulations.” Of course Jordan would marry the man I finally realized I loved, and not only that, she was having his baby.
“You know, when you think about it life is better this way.” Jordan smiled.
I shook my head, “how?”
“Life is finally happening. You got away from your brother, you can even live with us until you get back on your feet.”
I glared at her. “You can’t even look at me the same way, Jordan. The only reason I was happy about coming back was to be friends with you again. I was even going to say yes to Borden.”
She dropped her smile and looked away, her face grew a dark pink and she stood from the floor. “I have to get to work. I’ll see you for dinner?”
I clenched my jaw and stood with her. “I suppose.”
Jordan gave a weak smile and shrugged her shoulders. “Help yourself to anything if you get hungry or whatever.”
“Thanks,” I muttered when she left the room.
I already wanted to go back, to go back to the times I had with Andy, he couldn’t help being a beast…right? But I hated him so much! He was the reason for Mark becoming abusive, he was the reason I didn’t have a mother. I sat on the couch all day. Thinking about what miserable life I wanted more. A knock on the door woke me from my day dream. With no one else but me home, I opened the door. The man with red hair who escorted me away from my old house yesterday, stood with a paper in his hands.
“Congratulations, you own a house.” He handed me the paper then left.
It was my old address. I guess they realized I was who I said I was. I sat back on the couch slowly, looking over the paper. It was 30 silver a month to pay for it. How was I going to pay for that? I had no job, I was supposed to finish school the beginning of the year, if I went back I would have to do another year before graduating and getting a career.
I threw the paper beside me and stared at the wall. This wasn’t home anymore.
Jordan and Bordan had married, my brother was dead, and the mayor and Grant has been poised by Jordan. They couldn’t look at me the same way. I had hoped that when I would come back we would be best friends again. They didn’t even ask about what happened to me. And to be honest, I didn’t feel like telling them. I woke early the next morning to hearing Jordan vomiting.
I rushed to her side, I pulled her hair away from her face and sat with her for a few seconds until she had finished. She wiped her mouth and groaned, leaning against the wall. “I hate Borden sometimes.” She muttered.
“Did he get you sick?” I asked.
She shook her head, “no the baby is doing that all by himself.”
A baby…? I looked away and she sighed. “Con…congratulations.” Of course Jordan would marry the man I finally realized I loved, and not only that, she was having his baby.
“You know, when you think about it life is better this way.” Jordan smiled.
I shook my head, “how?”
“Life is finally happening. You got away from your brother, you can even live with us until you get back on your feet.”
I glared at her. “You can’t even look at me the same way, Jordan. The only reason I was happy about coming back was to be friends with you again. I was even going to say yes to Borden.”
She dropped her smile and looked away, her face grew a dark pink and she stood from the floor. “I have to get to work. I’ll see you for dinner?”
I clenched my jaw and stood with her. “I suppose.”
Jordan gave a weak smile and shrugged her shoulders. “Help yourself to anything if you get hungry or whatever.”
“Thanks,” I muttered when she left the room.
I already wanted to go back, to go back to the times I had with Andy, he couldn’t help being a beast…right? But I hated him so much! He was the reason for Mark becoming abusive, he was the reason I didn’t have a mother. I sat on the couch all day. Thinking about what miserable life I wanted more. A knock on the door woke me from my day dream. With no one else but me home, I opened the door. The man with red hair who escorted me away from my old house yesterday, stood with a paper in his hands.
“Congratulations, you own a house.” He handed me the paper then left.
It was my old address. I guess they realized I was who I said I was. I sat back on the couch slowly, looking over the paper. It was 30 silver a month to pay for it. How was I going to pay for that? I had no job, I was supposed to finish school the beginning of the year, if I went back I would have to do another year before graduating and getting a career.
I threw the paper beside me and stared at the wall. This wasn’t home anymore.
Omg, I died!
5/12/15