Eleven
1085 Words
AURELIA
“There is really nothing else for me to say. I do not even know how the necklace looks, Luna!” the title is so she doesn’t not grab my hair again, But I am actually annoyed and I wish I could just spit in her face and leave.
“How did you steal it without looking at it?” she questions with her accent that makes it sound like she is struggling to pull the words out and I shrug.
“that is because I did not see it. Maybe you misplaced it and… It will show up.”
I have been in this room for over two hours now, just ramming through everything for something I cannot even identify even if I saw it. And of course at some point she got tired of me asking her “is this the one?” every couple of minutes, accusing me of attempting to confuse her until she actually forgets the necklace that is actually missing.
I just want to get out of this room, I am not going to unpack her closet and repack it again. Never!
“yes, it will show up, and I will throw it onto your grave when we bury you, stupid little girl!” she clucks her tongue and I have no idea what to do. My mum is probably worried to death about me. She was told to get out minutes into the search because she was trying to intrude. At least she gave me a hint that the necklace I am searching for has a green stone. If not for that, I would still be clueless!
“get back to searching! Why are you just staring at me?” she yells, trying to haul me towards her but I resist.
Enough….. is enough!
“I already searched the room, Luna.” I admit with a flat tone and her eyes go wide before she lets out a sarcastic laugh.
“And did you find it?” She crosses her arms and I shake my head.
“No. I did not find it.”
“perfect answer!” she declares.
“Search again! You are not going to stop searching till you find it!”
She turns around and I just stand still as she walks away like a sloth that just had a very huge meal, and dessert.
Don’t say it, Aurelia, don’t say it!
“I will not be doing that, madam. I already searched the entire room. Doing the same thing will get us nowhere.” I make her come to a sudden halt before she turns her head and gives me a very astonished stare.
Gosh!
“What did you say?” she questions and I go silent.
“you would never have the nerve to say it again! Good!” she turns around again and I laugh to myself.
I better be ready to pay for what I am about to do.
“Here’s the nerve…”
I announce and she turns around.
“I am not searching this room again!” I cross my arms as I look her in the eyes.
Yeah…it looks like she has seen a ghost.
It probably wasn’t wise of me to take things such a step high, but she was going to torture me somehow today.
And if I am getting tortured, it better be for something that I actually did. Not false accusations!
Her slap lands on my cheek and I feel the pain and heat coursing through my face and all the way to body.
Wow! A b***h can throw a mean slap, I will give her that!
If she did not know how to, then I would have let her know that she is wasting her meaty hands!
“Where is the nerve? Show it to me!” she yells as she tries to launch another slap but I grab her wrist.
“ohhh…you don’t get tired, do you?”
She grabs me by the hair before she throws me into her bathroom and locks me inside.
I sit on the cold floor before cussing out loud.
This is why I f*****g avoid her! I cannot stand to be bullied and just let it happen! It is one of the hardest things for me to do. I would do the same thing if Ellie or Claire were being accused. I just cannot stand bullies, and that is all they are!
On the bright side… She left me with a toilet, so I can take a piss if I need to!
Woo-hoo!
Gosh!
I roll my eyes hard!
I spend most of the time looking at myself in the mirror, not to look at the redness she left on my face, but to practice the faces that I will have on when she returns.
The kind that scream “f**k you, you witch!” on the inside and look nonchalant on the outside.
I learn a few, even through they are just more advanced versions of the ones I already have to use every single day.
By the time I hear the keys outside of the door, I am back on the floor.
She motions for me to stand up and I walk out of the bathroom to find Chantel looking at me with a smug face.
“so you thought embarassing me at school was not enough? You had to go and practice theft too? You are disgarceful!” she is exaggerating with her tone and I just stare at her, with the level one face that I just practiced.
“Slap her until she cannot feel her face!” Estella instructs her and I feel my hands tingling to counter everything she plans on doing with a punch to her face.
That does not become the case as Estella holds my hands behind me and Chantel takes out all her frustrations on me.
She ends the session with “ we’ll see if you still have those lashes once I am done with you!”
It is a clear indicator of her jealousy towards me. It is ridiculous really!
“What? You can’t be done with her!” Estella spits on my neck as she urges her to continue and I feel my blood boiling.
It has probably evaporated into steam at this point!
“I did not get you out of class for you to mess around! All the things you say about her, show me that you mean it!”
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