Twisted Hearts

By Claire Kester. Acknowledgments My ADHD. Dedication To all my delulu princesses out there. The Hathaways : Additional Volume Prologue He just stood there watching me in that damn black hoodie, it made me wonder what he felt, did he think he cause me fear? Is that what he wanted, to cause me fear?, because it was working and yet I never backed away, I opened my window I looked at him back, I let him watch me, I invited it, his chilling gaze. There was this aura he had, a chilling thrill I wanted to be apart of and I also wanted to run away from. He lifted his head slowly and the only thing I could see was his eerie smile, How long had he been watching me?. Chapter 1 Maybe it was then. The time I started having lingering thoughts of ending my Generation, then again my father would just marry again. Even if he loves me, business is too good for him to just end it because his daughter and wife died. I reached a gap between sanity and denial and I jumped straight into that gap not caring what dangers lurked and what it would do to me. I was young when my mother died, I was 2 years old. No one really questioned it, then again no one really liked me. But my father did, he adored me to bits and always made sure I had everything I wanted, maybe that was why I went bad, only it wasn’t. Throughout my early years my maids, butlers and even drivers would describe me as a quiet girl always in her own mind, playing with herself, talking to the walls. My high school class mates just referred to me as weird, I wasn’t bullied neither was I spoken too, and it didn’t bother me, I always came back home to daddy’s surprises. It made me happy to see him do so much just so I wouldn’t question him on why I didn’t have a mother. Tho I never asked him, I don’t know why I never bothered to ask, I was a smart kid I knew she was dead, daddy always did so much so I never bothered him with unnecessary questions. Then college, I wasn’t any different only this time people actually placed interest in me. Kate she was the first person to ever talk to me like I was normal, we became friends and she convinced me to take modeling classes when she saw I had the body for it. I was always so attached to her, I gave her everything she asked for, that was until I found out she was just friends with me for my money. She double crossed me and entered the modeling agency I was aiming for. She knew I wanted it and took my place instead, she humiliated me in front of the first boy I had ever come to like, and I snapped, that was when I became inconsiderate, cruel and what you would call a b***h. I had my father bribe my way to the top, that was the first time I actually asked my dad to do something that bad for me. Did I regret it? Hell no, in fact I felt joy seeing her upset, why? Why would I be happy of someone’s demise, I still don’t know, all I know was it felt good to let the b***h taste why she did to me. I became lonely again but this time I was a model, sought for and advertising different brands, that must’ve been when my arrogance began, my need to always be on top. Then I met him Clyde Hathaway, charming young man, he was handsome well built and carried an authoritative air around him, women swooned over him and I, I wanted him the same want I had when Kate took my modeling roll from me, the same way I took it back. I marched straight to my father and asked him to arrange a meeting, soon enough I and Clyde talk. Everything about him is perfect except he and I are two clashing alpha’s In our heads. I thought once we got engaged I’d actually calm down and listen to him for once, but I didn’t I found myself doing everything he told me not to. And then that b***h came in, Claire, she had me doing all sorts of things I would have never thought I would do In my life, she had me conspiring, begging using my body just to get closure, that’s why I hated her, the fact that she made me change so much just like Kate did, f**k I was close to killing her. I wanted Clyde back but she came and snatched him like he was the last piece of candy and what made it worse was that they seemed to be falling for each other, and every attempt I made to separate them failed woefully. I would have done anything for that man, did I love him? Yes, but in my own weird twisted way, but it didn’t last long. Once he made it clear he didn’t want me my feelings turned to rage and I ended up crashing into her car, I was morbid and drove away. But the police found me and I was arrested, my father, the best father in the world the one I believed loves me so much has the audacity to say I’m mentally Ill, ill with what?! The court sees all the evidence valid and I’m sent to a mental hospital. Do they really think I’m mad? Am I mad? Have I gone mad? Everything that happened everything I did, was that me doing it or was I just crazy, is that what my father really thought that I had lost my mind?. In the end I was diagnosed with BPD and NPD Borderline personality disorder and Narcissistic personality disorder. I sit there wondering what the hell they mean by that. Turns out I’d do what ever I can to get whatever or whoever I want at the expense of others peoples feeling because I really don’t care about them. Come to think or it caring about other people hast really been my strong suit, I didn’t care when Kate lost the contract and was close to killing herself I didn’t care when Claire was framed or kidnapped or when I hit her with my car. Clyde came, he came to see me every now and then, he’d tell me about small things ask how I was, if I was feeling better If I wanted to come out, I never spoke to him, I never said a word to anyone, not him, not my father and not even the nurses or the other nut jobs here. I did everything I was asked and my father was able to lessen my sentence so In a year I’d be out of this s**t hole.