SAVING ANGEL

CHAPTER 19

GILDA'S POV

I stepped my feet into the place. It has not changed; it was still the same. Nothing had changed about it.

It gave me the same feeling that I was trying so hard to let go of, to forget, so I could be happy.

I stood there, so scared, the fear had returned. The fear of being called stupid, being reminded that I was not good enough.

Vera said her mother was not feeling too well, and I needed to find my way here. I stood there, wondering if I truly cared for the woman or if I was there to raise feelings I should have buried.

I took some steps towards the house. I got in front of the door and just could not believe that I had made my way there.

Flashes of what happened to me the last time came to my head, and I staggered backwards and forwards. I tried to stay still so I could have some balance.

I hated to be here, I hated all of it, but here I was anyway.

I raised my hands and knocked on the door. I won't waste my time here; I'll see her and leave as soon as I do so.

The door opened, and there she was, the one who was meant to be sick. The one who was meant to be in bed, probably about to die.

" What are you doing here?" She asked, with so much disgust on her face.

I noticed that her speech was clear, and her voice held so much strength as well.

I adjusted my legs; they were beginning to hurt.

" Vera mentioned to me that you were sick. I came here to see you," I said.

It sounded like I cared about her, even though I hated that it sounded that way.

She looked at me and sighed.

" You know, there was something people have been saying about you and i just got the confirmation," she said, her voice was a bit of concern and mockery, I could not tell which was more.

" What is that?" I asked her.

" I heard you have been having mental issues. You go around sleeping with people and behaving in certain ways; it is all over the place. I did not want to believe it, but here you are, displaying it. I am not sick and I obviously do not look sick," she rolled her eyes.

I stood there with so much regret on my face. I should not have come. Vera made a mockery of me again. Why did she ask me to come? So I can be tagged as someone mentally unstable?

" I'll have to get the authorities involved. I can swear you never met Vera; it was all in your head," she said.

This was foolish, and I could not help but laugh this time around. I do not care if my laughter was going to make things worse, but I definitely have to laugh.

" This is all my fault, I should not have come here, I should not have believed Vera," I said.

I turned to leave when she held me back. I struggled to free my hands from hers, but she won't let go.

" What are you trying to do? Let me go," I accidentally pushed her to the ground.

I did not mean to get her to the ground, but I had to do that. She won't let me be.

" You pushed me?" Shock was written all over her face, but I did not mind. It was none of my business.

I walked away. I did not care about her narrative about me or what she was going to tell Vera when she came back to the house.

I was never going to bother myself about the things that Vera is going to say, the twist her mother is going to add to everything and make sure I am the reason for every bad thing that happens to her from this day.

I can swear she will fall sick before Vera gets back and blame it all on me as well. I knew she was going to do that.

I got back to the platinum Villa and just quietly went back to my room. I was so pissed, life was unfair to me.

I lay in bed, covered myself with the duvet and just stayed there. Nothing bothered me for some minutes, and I felt so calm. Thankfully, Angel was still in School.

But it was never going to last; there was something more.

I began to hear noise coming from downstairs.

Then I paid attention to the voice. My head began to hurt as soon as I knew who it was.

My moment of peace was taken away from me.

Vera was downstairs, ready to bring down the place.

This was so fast, her mother must have called and told her what happened, or maybe she must have told her that I tried to kill her or something.

" You are keeping a very dangerous person in your place. She should not be kept here." Vera's voice was loud and clear.

Everyone could hear it; they could all hear it. The maids could hear it as well. Who even let her in?

I stood by the window, watching her display all of her evil.

" How long is this going to be?" I muttered under my breath.

The door opened, and it was Eve, the head maid.

" Who's that? Why is she here?" She held my hands, like I was her daughter.

" My half sister is here to embarrass me. I did nothing to her; she's accusing me," I said.

" I know that you are a peaceful person, but this is not good for you. Japheth hates things like this; he might send you out of here," she said.

Japheth was the only reason to be scared. What was he going to think of me? I have been nothing but trouble ever since I got to his house. He's definitely going to throw me out this time.

The door opened again, and it was Jane.

" You have questions to answer, Japheth wants you downstairs," I saw her lips curve into a small smile.

She was excited about what's happening to me.