Her Fate

PROLOUGUE

“Yes. You are a mistake to us and we’re fed up with you.” Her dad growled from behind them while approaching Anzel.

Her eyes and her mouth were wide open in an expression of stunned surprise to see her dad standing behind Kevy with anger painted on his face. She thought they wouldn’t be back till afternoon.

“Surprised to see us? Today you’ll be out of our lives.” Her mom walked down the stairs coming towards them.

“What? You can’t do this, dad.” Her voice trailed slowly, like her words were unwilling to take flight. There was sadness in her eyes, the brown too glossy.

She was torn apart by their words. She stood still in shock, trying to comprehend what both of them said.

She took in a deep breath convincing herself it wasn’t happening. “But dad, I’m your child not a mistake.” Her voice was breaking like a phone call had lost its signal. She tried to touch him, but he pushed her aside.

“You’re a disgrace to this family. What message did you send to Kevy when you went out partying last night?” Her dad hurled.

“I’m sorry,” she said, choking back tears.

Her mom simpered. “When it will affect my innocent and naïve Kevy, then it becomes a problem.”

She stood there, totally dead from the inside. She felt like she had been hit by a car.

“And what are you doing with Prince Zwar? You won’t be involving us in your mess because you’re leaving,” he said, still smoldering underneath his stony expression.

Kevy was walking towards Anzel from the front door when her dad stopped her.

Kevy is her sweet little angel, Anzel’s kid sister. She’s fair and has a glowing skin unlike hers, a charming blue eyes and dimples that gets all the high school boys drooling.

“Kevy, back to your room,” he yelled at her.

Kevy moved two steps backward, before racing inside. If she’d done otherwise, she would have been punished severely.

Streaming tears cleansed her red cheeks. Few droplets remained, forgetting their way as the path was swept from beneath them, consequently blurring Anzel’s vision with waves of sadness. The salty release calmly flowed into her mouth so that she could taste her own sorrow. She thought they needed time to accept her, but she was freaking wrong.

“We’ve made our decision. You have thirty minutes to pack up and leave our lives for good. We’re no more family from this moment onwards,” her dad said rudely with anger spreading around his face.

“Are you being serious right now?” As Anzel cried, her bottom lip quivered, the same as a baby pushed past endurance.

Since she was considered a mistake, she would rather leave so she could relieve them from the embarrassment. She couldn’t take the humiliation anymore.

But how was she going to survive? Where will she go from here? Who was going to lend her a helping hand when everyone rejects her? Her thoughts flowed through her veins and deadened her mind.

"Anzel," Zwar whispered.

She had forgotten he was still here. She needed to ask him to go, he didn't have to see more of the drama, he had seen enough already.

She gulped back her tears and forced a smile on. Turning to face him, she met a sad expression on his face.

"I'll be fine. You can leave now, thanks for the ride," Anzel said putting on an act like she was going to handle it all.

She swore, pretending to be okay was like being run down by a train, but this time, she was bleeding from the inside not the outside.

He refused. "Look, I know we don't know each other that well, but I'm still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone." His expression filled with concern.

"I'm not leaving. I'll be outside waiting. When you're done packing, come to the car," he said again, sending her into a surprised state.

Anzel had no idea what he wanted from her.

"But--"

"You have to trust me. I mean everything I just said," he interrupted her.

No one has ever been so thoughtful about Anzel, especially someone from his class. Arguing was the last thing she wanted, at least not now.

Anzel just nodded and left to pack her belongings with tears escaping her eyes once again.

She thought her dad or mom would call her back. She took two slow steps hoping for a miracle to happen, she took the second, then the third, yet no sign of a miracle. One more glance at them, their facial expressions were enough to make her realize they didn't regret their decision in any way.