UGLY

She clasped her hands together, to keep herself warm. Her body was cold and hot at the same time, the fever was to be blamed for her situation. Her aunt was kind enough to provide her with an old blanket and some medications. She was shivering and there was absolutely no one to take care of her. She stared at the celling and started counting the patterns created by the moss. Swish, swirl, octagon, hexagon, wavy waves..... Her thoughts were interrupted by the creaking sound of the door. She stared at the tall figure of her aunt with blurred vision. "Mrs.Greene?" "How are you feeling girl?" She coughed violently and managed to muster up a smile as she uttered, "Better." "Good," her aunt smirked maliciously, "now we don't want to be a burden, do we?" She shook her head nervously and looked down. "Kiara about your Bridgestone application-" "Aunt," she spoke with a shaky voice, "I don't want to-" "Kiara- you will have to get admitted into Bridgestone college." "Why can't I go to Yale?" The younger woman suggested with a timid voice. "Because Bridgestone is offering you a scholarship- But Yale isn't." Mrs. Greene answered in a 'duh' tone- examining her bright pink nail polish. "But aunt Greene, Yale is my dream college!" the dark haired female cried out, her lips hurting due to her braces-"You can use the money my parents left me!" Her whole body pained due to the fever and she just wanted to chop her head off. Her aunt let out a cruel laugh causing her to flinch. "Girl, your parents owed me one hundred twenty six thousand eighty five hundred and sixty nine dollars- how do you plan to pay me back?" the elder woman raised an eyebrow. "They left me more than that!" she yelled- feeling betrayed, frustrated and agonized. Before she could say any further a sharp pain on her cheek caused her to yelp. The sound of that slap echoed through the room.The unshed tears stung her eyes as her head spined. "Don't you dare yell at me, you ugly f*****g b***h!" her aunt roared "I'm already providing you with foods, clothes and other shits. You should be grateful! There is no way I'm paying for your oh so expensive college." she squeezed the younger woman's cheek painfully- "You should lick my feet, be grateful that I'm not asking you to do so." An evil smirk made it's way to her crimson lips as she stated sweetly, "Stop acting like a spoiled brat, Kiara, I care for you." storming out, the elder woman slammed the door loudly. The younger woman broke in tears. Her legs gave out in exhaustion. She knew that there was no point of arguing with her step aunt. Her fever got worse by time. Her cousins were to blame for this sickness. They knew that she was not prone to cold water yet they threw her into their swimming pool, claiming to have 'fun' with her. She opened and closed her eyes, hoping that it would dull the pain a bit. Taking the envelope reading YALE, she tore it in half. Her lifeless eyes stayed on the wall as she saw her dreams getting shattered into pieces. "Why did they leave me?" she whispered into thin air, "I need them more than anything. Please make them come back, please." Minutes later she wiped her tears as she sat on the floor silently. Her hands ran though her hair in a failed attempt to tidy them. Reminding herself to be strong; she lifted the envelope reading BRIDGESTONE- heavy heartedly. Author's Note: Hey guys! So this is my first story and I wrote it when I was 16 and English is not my native language. It would mean a lot to me if you support me as an author. I would really appreciate if you vote comment and share! Thanks a lot for giving this story a chance. Happy reading! Connect with me on f******k:     https://w**************m/samiha.bintezaman