Until Death My Love (R18+)

 “Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday Heaven!” Everyone is singing a happy birthday song to me. This is so much than I thought. Because this is the very first time I celebrated my birthday in my entire life. “Thank you so much guys, Sister Patricia. You don’t have to do this.” I said to sister. I just don’t know what to say. It felt overwhelming, then my eyes become teary. “You deserve this Heaven.” Sister Patricia replied.  Oh. Let me introduce myself. Hi! I am Heaven White from the orphanage. I never see my parents because after the day my mother gave birth to me, she has a heart attack and my dad got a car accident. I don’t have any relatives to adopt me. If I have I guess they don’t want me to become part of their life. Luckily, Sister Patricia volunteered to adopt me .The reason why she adopted me because she lost her daughter at the same time I lost my mother and father.  She is not a nun before, she had a husband, but he cheated on her. She never told his husband that she was pregnant at that time and unfortunately, her child died inside the womb. So she adopted me. After all that she becomes a nun. She always had faith in God, her trust everything’s is happening for a reason. As I grow older and older she told me everything that I need to know about my parents.  Yes, she is not my mom, but she gives me love that I am truly her daughter. “Hey, why are you crying sweetheart?” Sister Patricia hugs me so tight then kissed my cheek. “I am so happy mother. This is the very first time. I never expected this so much mother. I know you have to save more money to finish my college.” I hug her back and cry to her shoulder. “You are the best gift that God gave me sweetheart. Do not worry okay?”  I am a third year college student of the prestigious university. Yes, I’m a scholar, student because of my sport. I’m a volleyball player in our university. I am at the school now and I am the only one who is poor in our class. I have nothing to show them like a brand new cell phone, iPods, new shoes and expensive bags. I only have my old backpack, shoes and reusable notebooks where I can write my lessons.  I don’t want to tell everyone that I lived from the orphan since I started my college here. Because everybody will bully me and if they know that I’m a poor that’s the start of my hell life. I do not know. I just don’t trust anybody. I know that I don’t have a place here, but I want to make my mother proud. That’s why I keep pretending as much as possible. I avoid talking to anybody just to make sure that I have a privacy of my life.  I came inside of our room and sit in front. I don’t have friends all I have is me, myself and I. I got my book inside of my bag and read it while waiting for the professor. 30minutes of reading still the professor haven’t arrived. Well the school policy is if the advisor is late? We considered it as an absence, so everybody come out and go to the field to watch the popular player of a soccer ball. I’m not interested.  I went to the cafeteria and order a hot chocolate. While walking I slip because the floor is wet. That’s totally shame. I got to picked up all of my stuff. Then there is someone who taps my back. When I turn to look who is tapping me. I saw a famous girl in our campus and she’s name is Liza our campus queen. The students named her that because of her popularity. Also, she’s the leader of a cheering squad whenever there is a completion of the other school.  She steps forward to get close in-front of me. “I’m so sorry Liza. I mean, Queen Liza. It was an accident. You know I never do-” Before I finish my apology. She slapped me so hard that I fell into the ground again. “Oh. Hit it again!” I heard one of her friends said that. “Stand-up you jerk.” Liza commands me. I stood up while holding my right cheek. I didn’t cry at all because crying shows weakness.   “Look at me.” I look at her as she said. “Don’t you ever show your stupid face in front of me? Got me?” She said. And she walks away like nothing happened. I don’t want to fight back because it might get worse. The bell ring, the snack time is over. so, I headed to the classroom now and sit. I can’t deny it, that silly brat slapped so hard that my face turns red. A few minutes our professor has arrived.  We do not introduce ourselves because as time goes on, we will get to know each other. So we started on our lessons right away. After that it’s lunch time. I don’t want to go back to the cafeteria because of what happened a while ago. So I decided to go in the comfort room. I entered to the vacant cubicle. I sat in there and get my lunch box in my bag. Yes. I’m having a lunch break in the comfort room.  After I ate my lunch I’m about to go outside. When I heard some girls laughed. “Oh yeah, that b***h was the reason why your clothes are full of chocolate?” Number 1 girl said. “Did you teach her a lesson?” Number 2 girl said. “Yes angels. I slapped her hard.” That’s voice, its Liza’s voice. I just sat on a bowl and waited for them to leave. But I guess they are not in a hurry to leave.   “Hey? Did you see the new player on the soccer team?” Another topic opened. “Of course I saw it and I kind a like him.” Liza’s replied. “Do you his name angels?” Liza asked. “I don’t know. He’s a new student in our university.” They answered. I have been thinking that why most of the girls are talking about their crushes? I just don’t understand. Thirty minutes waiting inside the cubicle then finally! They left!  “Good gracious.” I put my palm to my forehead and breathed. I checked my watch and it’s about to time. So I went back again to my classroom. While walking upstairs my keypad, phone vibrated. “How you doing there sweetheart?” A messaged from my mother, I texted her back, but before that I bumped into someone’s body and my body lost its balance. My foot slip and I’m about to fall down stairs.  I accidentally dropped my cell phone, book on the floor and just closed my eyes. But someone’s is holding my hand and pulled it. “Hey are you okay? I’m sorry.” The voice sounds a boy. I quickly look up to see his face. “Miss are you alright?” He asked again. “Um, yes, I am thank you for saving me from falling down.” I replied