Last Hope

Chapter 2

Helena POV

PRESENTLY

My parents scoff at my face, having no remorse. I don't necessarily blame them because before I left this house, I was thorough warned. But I only allowed myself to be fooled by lust.

"So? What do you want us to do?" my father, Marcus snorts at my face. He looks like he would slap me any moment from now.

I'm kneeling on the ground, begging for them to take me back in.

"I'm sorry. I was a fool then, I didn't know what I was doing. Please dad, mum, forgive your vile child." tears take over my voice as I plea with no shame.

I had no choice but to beg them. Even if they could render me the least support, it will be heaven for me right now.

I have no where to go to, no one to run to. All my funds has been wasted in my quest of making the marriage successful and being that one good future wife. I had nothing left of my money, nothing to call my own.

Which parents will be happy to take in such disgraceful child?

"Look here Helena, your dad and I have nothing to do for you nor say to you. This is the path you have chosen and we won't turn back to you." my mum, Rachel cross her arms staring at me with no pity.

For a woman, my mom have the strongest heart. And every words she say, she mean it.

"Mum..." my lips begin to tremble in fear.

At this state, this worse state, they can't abandon me. I can't afford to start from scratch again.

Not this time. I stare straight at their eyes looking like a docile lamb requesting for his new master to take him into the manger for refuge.

"And so you know, this house has already been sold out. We are moving it, I wonder where you would stay." She roll her eye up and down, staring at me in disgust before leaving into the room with a deep sigh.

If someone had told me something like this, I won't believe. And truth be told, I bought this house for them. Now they just sell it off without hearing from me, the owner.

Who is at who's mercy?

"Dad...?" at the end, I'm still the victim and the lost sheep in need of help.

"Your mother has said it all, there is nothing we can do." his hand wave on the air, negative. They are all gone. Leaving me to sob in the empty house that the owner will soon return and chase me out.

Wouldn't it be great if God show us our life and everything there of, so we can live till that day?

I never thought I would meet this doom, never.

Helena Montana, one of the richest independent women in New York (NY) who could pay up to five hundred people for three years. And now, I'm nothing but wack?

I have to try the next door. I can't just end my life this way. This can never be the end.

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"Who is it?" I heard her high pitch straight voice firing at the female servant as soon as I walk into the living room.

She roll her eyes in annoyance as she sees me before sending the servant away, she take her sit on the armchair without asking me to sit.

I also didn't bother because that's not the reason for my visit.

"Why are you here? Who gave you an invitation?" Madam Vivian, Richy's mother asks, looking all over me.

She doesn't look pleased to see me.

Over the years, this is the same woman that has acting like the best mother-in-law in the whole world. Super kind and nice to me. She knows how to flatter and also lavish gifts on me.

She gave me no reason to think bad about the Lemon's family. I never knew they would con me into such mishap and unsuccessful relationship.

They have everything. The money. The fame. The popularity. Almost everything one would ask for. Why did they do this to me? A young woman who's trying her best to strive in this hard society.

"Mother, please..." I begin dolefully, squeezing my face to something pitiful that it would definitely touch the heart of my killer.

"Don't call me that, you don't deserve that right." she snarls at me after interrupting me curtly.

Oh. She is also this rude? This family have lot more of characteristics up their sleeves.

"After all these years, you of all people did this to me? This is surreal." I shake my head in disbelieve, staring into the woman's eyes. The woman I have crave to finally be her daughter-in-law. The woman I have want for my children to call granny.

She is nothing but a vixen chameleon. She laugh loudly with a very loud voice, and all that filters in the air are mockery.

"So you were also fooled? Who do you think you are? That you can marry my son, just like that?" She clap her hand on the other, grinning deviously.

"I only thought an inpatient timid child a lesson. Now go get a life and don't bother us ever again." she shuns, looking furious with her finger pointing straight at my face.

I'm taken aback my her action.

Truly, all these were fake.

The love. The affection. The kindness. The peace.

Wow. What a graceful family!

They did so well hiding everything from me.

But what do I do now? I can't leave looking so broken and miserable.

I also don't know who to run to or ask for help in such dire situation.

Richester chased me out of his resident that same night, or should I rather say, I ran away from my life after knowing the truth.

Like, everything is running so fast that it feels like a dream. The recent Hollywood movie. That I sometimes pinch myself to wake up from this trauma.

It can't be sweet Richy that I know. This can't be true. I almost married him. I almost risked my life in attempt to love a man whom I know nothing about.

"Helena Montana, you are a big fool." I cuss myself under my breathe as tears roll from my eyes down to my cheeks.

For two days now, I haven't been able to stop the tears from rolling. The pain I'm feeling can't be expressed with mere words.

"If you are done wetting my floor with your dirty tears, better leave before I call the guards." she bend over to me.

"You know what happens if ever they come..." she whisper close to my eyes, with a knowing grin resting on the side of her lips.

This people are despicable.

I can't believe I fell into their trap.

I want to kill them. I want to tear them limp to limp with my hands until their souls beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, I can't do that.

I lost everything. My contacts, my money, my life... Everything.

I'm more than hopeless.

Where do I start from? What do I do with my f*cking miserable life?