Fated Revenge

CHAPTER ONE

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HARPER LIAM

I still remember that night like it was yesterday, the night that changed everything, the night that took away my happiness, my family and my childhood.

LIAM MICHAEL , a well recognized rich man in the New York city. He is into Architecture business, his name was known all over the whole New York city.

It's really a great honor that I Harper Liam is born as his daughter. We've always been a happy family of four, me, my twin sister Hayden Liam and my mother Samantha Liam Michael, until one unfortunate evening.

Seven year old me snuggled into bed, clinging onto my sister's hand tightly, with a smile plastered on my face.

The voices of my parent echo in my ears.“ Happy birthday, princesses! Happy birthday, princesses !”

My sister, Hayden and I sit up, gently rubbing our sleepy eyes while smiling at our parents.

“Happy birthday, my two beautiful princesses!” Our dad said, with his charming smile.

He scooped us both in his arms. “Happy birthday, my angels!” He exclaimed, twirling us around the room.

Mom smile at us warmly.“ Guess what mummy and daddy got for you.” she said, hiding her hands behind her back. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement.

We stare at her, unable to take a guess but Hayden and i both exchange a curious glance.

“ Yay! it's a Cinderella toy, that you both have always wanted.” Mom said, giving us both a four corner boxes.

Dad gently set us down, and we run to the big boxes. I opened mine giggling at it, it's a color pink Cinderella doll, Hayden was not impressed with hers, she throws hers away, pointing at mine. “ I want Harper's own!” She screamed, crying.

Mom and dad try to tell her that it is the same thing but she insisted on having mine, with a stubborn glint in her eyes.

This is who Hayden is, even if it is the same thing, she will always want mine. And i love her for it.

I smile and stretch out my doll to her.“ You can have it, Hayden.” I said.

She grab it away from me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I move closer to my dad, locking eyes with him. “ Dad! I want cake .” I said, staring at my dad.

He bend down, his eyes snapping with mine. “ I'm sorry my love, i promise first thing tomorrow morning i will get it for you both, it past mid night already .” He said, his voice gentle as he held my hands.

“ No! I want it now .” I insisted, frowning my face.

“ C'mon, Harper, Dad will get it for you tomorrow.” My mom said, trying to intervene, her voice soft and soothing.

“ No! No! No! ” I screamed, crying and throwing a tantrum about it.

My dad sighed, “ Okay fine princess, i will go get it.” Dad said, patting my back.

“ Really?!” I exclaimed, excited.

He smiled, “ Yes! ” He reply, his voice low.

“ But honey, it's late .” My mom try to protest, her voice laced with concern.

“ Don't worry my love, I'll be right back.” He pecked her forehead.

I look back at Hayden and she was already busy with her toy.

“I will go with you dad.” I said, holding onto his hands tightly.

“ Let's go!!” He exclaimed, carrying me on his shoulders.

I can feel the cool night air ruffling my hair as we drive, i was riding in joy in my dad's blue sleek car.

We finally pulled up in front of the bakery shop. We went in and i point at the strawberry cake, dad pay for it and we walk back to our car.

On our way going back home, i spot an icecream truck park by the side of the road that caught my interest. “ Dad! I want that!” I said, shaking his hands eagerly.

“Let me park first, princess.” Dad said, smiling at me.

I kept shaking his hands, screaming the word ice cream in joy.

As he was trying to park, a speeding car crash into us. The next thing, the sounds of screeching tires, shattering glass and the smell of smoke filled the air. Our car tumble, but dad's arms hold onto me tightly.

Everything went black.

When i open my eyes, i was lying on the hospital bed, my head was pounding with a ache.

Mom's voice echo in my head, “ No!!! you can't do this to me.” She screamed, crying.

I turn my head, and i my gaze fall upon my dad, he was lying lifeless on the next bed beside me. I felt My heart shattered into a million pieces.

Twenty nine years old me stand frozen, my eyes were fixed on the zinc as memories of that unfortunate night take over my mind.

“ Murderer! You are still washing those plates.” I heard a familiar voice that wakes me up from my deep thought.

It's my mom, her voice sends shiver down my spine.

I started trembling in fear, with my eyes fixed on the floor. “ M...mom...” I stuttered, my voice barely above a whisper.

A hot slap land on my face, making me drop the wine glass in my hand. Tears quickly welled up in my eyes as i stare at the shattered glasses.

“ How many times have i told you to stop calling me your mom? Huh! I can't be a mother to a murderer, you killed your father, witch! ” She yelled, glaring at me.

I stand dumb founded, my gaze still fixed on the floor, as tears stream down my face.

“ look at this! You broke the wine glass, you've destroy it the way you destroyed this family.” She spat.

She glare at me coldly for awhile, her eyes flashing with anger. “ You know what? walk on it, so you will know how it feels to be in pain.” She said, her voice firm and cold.

“ Ma'am! that's going to hurt her, please stop.” Mrs Teresa, our nanny who is like a granny to us, stepped forward, her eyes filled with concern.

“ Yes ma'am, it will leave a scar, and you know her wedding is coming up. How about you give her another punishment instead?” Kate, our house help also tries to intervene.

I couldn't control my tears, how did my mom became so cold towards me.

“ You both will stay out of this, please! it's either she step on it or i do it.” She said, threatening with her words.

“ But..” Mrs Teresa try to speak up again, but i cut her off.

“ I will do it! ” I scream my words out.

I raise my head gently, i scan everyone eyes, Mrs Teresa and Kate’s eyes were already filled up with tears but my mom's face was as hard as a stone.

I raised my baggy long skirt slightly, shutting my eyes tightly, i gently step on the broken glass, i felt it pierce into my skin.

Tears slowly crawl out of the corner of my eyes, and i moan in pains.