MISS CLASSIC

ADÎRÄ

Ãdîrä burst into her room, slamming the door shut behind her and fell heavily on the bed, bursting into sober, crying bitterly.

This is what happens to her every year of her parents remembrance, she's always broken and weak.

She suddenly flipped on her back when she noticed she wasn't breathing properly.

She actually forgot that she easily gets short of breaths, just by laying on her face covered on the pillow, she could not inhale or exhale.

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After sobbing and wailing for about an hour, she slowly walked into her bathroom and stared at her puffy eyes, scattered hair and trembling lips.

" This is not how a Mrs D is meant to look " she groaned as she took two wipes and wiped some syringes of tears from her cheeks.

She dashed back into the room, peeled off her clothes and walked back into the bathroom, into the shower.

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After taking her bath, she walked back into the chamber with a comfy blue towel tied around her chest and her red glittering hair glued to her face and neck like magnets.

She sat close to her mirror sets, blew her hair dry then applied hair food on it, before tying it up to a high ponytail.

She settled for a pink lingerie, very short and revealing then she covered it with a silky robe.

Going down stairs she took the elevator, she was too heavy to climb down the stairs.

" Good evening Miss dîrä, Mrs BRONTË had made it known that you have returned and will be taking over your inheritance tomorrow morning. There would be lots of press and media " her assistant said with her lips in line and her hair roughly fallen on her shoulders, she looked exhausted.

" I knew the look on Bruce's face would be priceless, too bad I wouldn't be seeing it till tomorrow " she Muttered with a cold Grin on her face.

"I have to get my steez together, prepare a flight for Roxanne from Vegas to New York City tonight " she added as she started moving towards the dining area.

Roxanne is her makeup artist and also her friend, but there's always a wall between them because dîrä doesn't trust humans.

" I need her here first thing tomorrow morning, Where's my grandma " she asked after entering the dining area and not finding her there.

" She has gone to bed, miss dîrä. She said and I quote ' make sure dîrä eat before going to be ' " her assistant replied and she nodded softly before taking her seat on one of the dining chairs with her hands placed on the table as she waited for her dinner.

Different maids poured out from the kitchen as they served different dishes on the table, dîrä stared at the meals on the table and her stomach crumbled in disgust.

All of this would go to waste because these fools called maids always forget that she's a model and doesn't eat like pigs.

" And who's going to eat all of these " she barked irritated as she slowly stood up from where she was seated, making all the maids halted from walking back into the kitchen and bowed their heads in respect.

" I'm pretty sure, I'm not talking to deaf and dumbs " she hissed as she angrily slapped one of the maids standing in front of her.

The rest of the maids moved back, trembling in fear with their whole body shaking.

" Ma'am, ......it was Mrs BRONTË...... that told us.... to make all....of ..... these for you " one of the maids was brave enough to answer with her face dripping from sweat and her trembling fingers clinched tightly beside her.

" Pack all of this before I lose it " she snapped with her teeth clinched tightly and her fist balled.

She glared hatefully at them before storming towards the elevator after ordering her assistant to make her some fruit salad.

These maids here need good training and she would be the best person to give them that.

She burst into her chamber and removed her robe, hung it on the nightstand before sitting on her bed and brushing her fingers in her hair, removing the band that kept them in place.

She would have gone to her grandma's chamber but she doesn't want to disturb her. She knew her grandma needed rest.

After a while of scrolling through her phone, her assistant walked in and served her her fruit salad and she dug in almost immediately.

Her assistant moved towards a wardrobe and brought out a pack of pills, she removed a piece and placed it on dîrã's Palm and ãdîrä tossed it down her throat and swallowed it in one gulp.

" The doctor said, it can make you sleep for five hours " her assistant muttered and she nodded before laying properly on her bed after eating her fruit salad.

" Good night ma'am " her assistant whispered before walking out of the chamber shutting the door behind her.

Dîrä stared into space with her mind blank as she doesn't have anything to think about.

Finally back home, now it's time to leave life to the fullest.

It's time to dig out the people who shot them that faithful day, who were the cause of her parents Demise.

She tossed and turned a couple of times before she was finally arrested by sleep....... ★