I FELL FOR A PRINCE

Chapter Five

Camila's POV

I woke up the next morning due to someone's aggressive tap.

I opened my eyes and saw Nancy glaring at me, what the f**k is the matter this morning...

I face palmed my self and looked back at her "REALLY!!!! do you have to be aggressive in the morning?"

She hissed and answered "I need my breakfast"

"What the heck Nancy, you want your breakfast what has that got to do with me?" I asked her. Why has she chosen to be senseless this morning.

She frowned and said "I want my breakfast and I want you to make it".

I sighed and took a deep breath "What happened to Ma'am Christy, isn't she the chef, why don't you meet her to make your breakfast why do you chose to disturb me this morning?".

She stomped on the ground, then hit herself on the face multiple times, layed on the ground and shouted "DADDYYYY!!" I was shocked.

Why is this lunatic hell bent on sending me out of this house I thought.

"I didn't get in you way so why are you doing this" I asked her.

"Well, I figured dad still loves you very much so even if you get in my way or not I will still send you out of this house" she said with hatred lacing in her eyes.

"Okay two can play this game" I told her smiling.

She looked at me confused. I layed down back on my bed and pretended like I was still sleeping.

Almost immediately I layed down dad entered the room and asked Nancy "What happened, oh my what happened to your face?" dad asked Nancy.

"Daddy Camila hit me" nancy said to dad "How is that possible, Camila's not awake how did she hit you" dad argued.

"No dad she hit me and pretended like she was still asleep" Nancy said to dad sounding pitiful.

"Nancy stop it, your sister is sleeping and you're disturbing her, now get out of this room and stop causing trouble" dad ordered Nancy and dragged her out of the room.

I stood up and smiled, I don't want anything to do with her supposed properties, but if she tries to make my life miserable, I will make hers miserable too.

I went into the bathroom, freshened up, came out and dressed up, but wait I don't have anywhere to go why am I dressing up, s**t, I've been so busy that I think I still have a job.

After getting dressed, I went downstairs to eat. I got to the kitchen and found ma'am Christy washing the dishes I asked her "Good morning ma'am Christy, is there any food left?" she looked at me and smiled "Good morning Camila, There's no food left, I'm sorry" she apologized.

"No please don't apologize, it's not your fault I know the house I live in so I don't blame you" I told her "Don't worry I will fix something for myself" I assured her so she wouldn't feel like I was angry with her.

She nodded and left me in the kitchen. I looked at the groceries left, then I found pasta and some other things.

I decided to make spaghetti Bolognese, I needed beef, tomato sauce and some other things.

I gathered my ingredients and started cooking. while I was at it, someone walked into the kitchen, I turned to looked, Lo and behold it was Queen bee who couldn't make her own food.

I didn't say anything to her I just went back to cooking.

"So you think you have won right?" I heard her say from behind me.

I looked back at her and said "we didn't play any game so what did I win" I pretended to not know what she was talking about.

She laughed "I know you now what I'm talking about" I looked at her this time and smiled "Oh are you talking about this morning, oh my dear stepsister I didn't win I just tried as much as possible to not fall into your trap, I just did anything to escape your mini plans to get me out of my father's house".

She laughed hysterically "Your father's house, did I just hear you say your father's house, now let me remind you that you don't belong here, you are a bastarb with no mom and dad, who knows if your mom or dad is a criminal somewhere or even if they are even sane".

If it was the little me I would have been hurt or even crying by now but no I looked her dead in the eyes and said "Let me tell you something, I've heard you a billion times, your words don't get to me anymore, and you know what f**k you, you think you can hurt me by saying that, oh my love look for something else to say when you see one, you can come back and say it to me or now get the hell out of my sight" yelling at her.

She had this shocked expression, but she quickly covered it up and scoffed, she looked at me like she wanted to kill me that instant

"It's not over yet" she said and left the kitchen.

After she left, a lone tears fell from my eyes, those words she said touched me but I didn't just want to show it. I am a strong woman I wouldn't let mere words bring me down. These are the words I use to console myself and keep myself from crying.

I finished cooking and ate my food. I went back upstairs and my day went on, each boring than the last. Arghhhh does this day get any better.....

My stepmother later called me and asked me to clean her room, there are maids to do this work why am I the one doing them.

I didn't want any trouble so I just did as she told me, I was pissed when I left her room because she kept shouted and giving sly remarks about me, but I pretended not to care but all that was in my head was just to beat the living daylight out of her.

I went to the kitchen and took my remaining food I left there and went up to my room, I would need the food later because I don't come back downstairs again. I Hate the faces I'm seeing everywhere.