Game of Love

Surrounded by tall trees and grassland lays a mansion stood still with the gates decorated gold and silver , the mansion looking like something you only could read in fairytale is an amazing sight to see ,on the terrace stood a beautiful girl with blonde hair tied up in a ponytail her wavy dress dancing along with the winds made her part of the fairytale.She stood facing the vast land stretching across the mountains, beautiful she scoffed “ can there be beauty with no happiness” lost in thoughts she failed to here of the rushing footsteps. “Samantha!, here you are I have been calling you for the past thirty minutes” the girl looked back seeing an identical person to her standing with her arms crossed with a scowl on her face. “ Yes ma…am” the word sounded weird and distant in her tongue she couldn’t remember the last time she ever said the word mum to the woman Infront of her it lacked the initial rhyme how she wishes she could go back to being five when her dad was around and everything was fine until. “ Hey young woman” was heard snapping her out of her thoughts unknown to her a lone tear trickled down her eyes making way to her pale plump lips. “ Sam there’s a question I want to ask why did I get a notification on my phone about a huge amount of money being used from the emergency bank card I gave you” the girl looked at the figure talking remembering how soft and caring the voice used to be know all she gets is scolding and warning and phone calls from the said voice,the lack of emotion and care in the voice made her stomach churn and her lungs feel heavy.Money that’s all that people care about she looked back looking at the tall women standing Infront of her one would mistaken them for twins at first glance until they realize the wrinkles forming on the older woman face , the last time she saw her standing this close to her was a while back , know she seems older with wrinkles forming. “ Sam ! Answer my question what did you use the money for” Money she loathe that word, to her that’s power nothing more money can make the world bend in your direction that’s what life thought her that only with money will the world fall on her feet “ Samantha! Am talking to you answer the goddamn question” money is it why she’s here a sad smile placed on her lips I can’t even get a hug or a how have you been, raising her eyes to look at the older woman she answered “ ohh that it’s nothing I just booked first class ticket for me and my friends to Paris plus booked our hotel room” if she knew this was how she could get the woman back here standing looking and breathing on the same ground she would have done it long ago, she stands corrected money is all that people care about not loved ones not even her daughter’s cries and whines could make the woman get back but suddenly she is here Infront of her with all her glory . “ I thought you hated Paris, Sam you said it smelled of garbage and old people, and you could have asked me I would have made arrangements for the trip” a loud laugh was heard from the smaller frame, “ As if you care mom ,as if you know what I like and don’t like and do you remember when I said that, I was five back then and I have been able to go back there my view of things changed am no longer the five year old kid who you control like some puppet” “I didn’t mean it like that,Sam I know you have changed I mean look at you ,you have grown into such a beautiful woman” the woman said walking close wanting to touch the face of the younger one but before she could, the girl stepped back and know had an angry look in her face “If you did know about me ma’am then you would know that I hate people touching my face how little do you know about me ,and if not because of the money what are you doing back here I thought you had a company to save . “ Sorry then for wanting to touch my daughter’s face and put her in my embrace, I thought you liked someone touching your face and playing with your hair” she looked up to her mother’s eyes feeling the distance of years crippling in she never felt so alone,she always had hope that when she sees her mother again she won’t feel alone but reality does really have a way of playing with our minds, looking at the woman Infront of her she couldn’t gather any emotions other than sadness and distaste,she thought it better when she was alone utlist her mind kept her sane. “ I don’t like it don’t touch me and don’t pretend you know me , you were never here to know what I like and don’t like,you just went just like dad I wish it was you that died instead of dad he wouldn’t leave me all alone when he knows I hate being alone” she shouted controlling the tears that were about to fall. “Samantha I know how you feel but I had no choice I had to leave or we would have lost the company your father worked so hard to built that I worked so hard to built” company she remembers how tired her father used to look coming from there she would go climb on to his lap and pretend to be doctor to his unknown disease which would always bring a smile on his face, “ company that is all you think about what about me, I, lost my father the same month I lost my mother both gone taken away from me I would spend every Christmas writing letters to Santa hoping he could bring you back and then I realized there’s no Santa not anymore, there’s no hope for me so I resorted to begging you mom I would cry and whine but you would only send more money you never came not once ,so no I didn’t loose my father only I also lost my mom” she said with angry tears her leg gave up making her plop to the ground she doesn’t want to cry no she can’t cry not Infront of a stranger she’s stronger than this she should show how strong she is, how strong she can be pathetic she tried stopping the tears but it only seems to be in Vain she hugged her legs while she let the tears flow this once she said to herself this once she’s going to be weak. Unsure of what to do seeing her daughter cry she didn’t realize this is how she felt, with heavy steps she went forward wrapping her daughter in her hands finally cradling her letting her fingers wrap between her flesh finally letting out tears stream down her eyes four years it’s been four years since she held her in her embrace four years that her daughter spent alone in this big house what was she thinking going abroad to work, she taught Sam blamed her for her father’s death she blames herself everyday she thought it was better if Sam didn’t live with a killer ,the killer who killed her most priced possession her dad .