The Lost Heiress

One | When her world crashed

Andrea's Point of View

"Do you have the new model of Iphone?"

"Oh yeah, my Dad bought me one."

"Really Riley just one? Daddy bought me two"

"You are so lucky Cynthia!"

I can hear all their high pitched voice from where I am sitting. I am sitting at the back on the last row near the window. It's a nice spot because I can feel the wind and I don't get the attention of the teachers that much.

But on some sort of reason, there's one girl who keeps on noticing me, even if all I just do is breathe...

"How about you Andrea? Do you have the new Iphone?" She asked.

I looked at her and just plainly said, "Do you think I have? If you already know the answer, then don't ask."

I am not a damsel in distress kind of person. I can manage. I don't know why I am so bold but I don't really think people will realize that I am not a person you will manage to bully easily, yeah, people like Cynthia don't get it. Everyday, she try to make my day miserable, she's persistent and she's not giving up.

"How dare you talk to me that way? You're just poor!" She exclaimed.

"Then don't try to look down on me, you're just stupid." I retorted back.

Huh! Just try me b*tch. Don't ever think that I'll cry just because you said that I am poor.

Well, it's true but not to that extent. I am living with a single mom in an apartment, it's hard to earn money nowadays. And that's our situation but my mom is really a hard working person and kindhearted. She will try everything she can just to figure thing out and try to work them out. She's amazing.

"You make us sick Andrea. You're just a plain girl, how dare you make fun of Cynthia?" Genevieve said and they all comforted the prettiest girl ever.

I rolled my eyes.

Well, I maybe a plain girl but at least I have my pride.

I just looked at them being so dramatic, and turned my attention to the book I am reading.

Time went pass, and I need to return home quickly. On my way home, a few blocks from our house an old lady walked towards me and asked, "Do you want to howl at night?"

I was puzzled by her question, what did she mean howling? Am I a dog or something? Do I look like one?

"What do you mean?" I asked, sounded a little offended.

"Cats probably hates you." She laughed.

Well she's right, cats freaked out whenever they see me. I don't know why.

"I think by this time, it will come true..." She said looking on the moon the that is starting to empower its light and dominate the sky.

"I...don't get what you actually mean though. I think I should go." I said and started walking towards our home.

"Leader, what happened? Why are you out here?" A voice of a woman, I looked back and saw a woman with bright red hair rushing towards the old lady. She has a unique yellow eyes. She looked at me and I saw her eyes get glower for a split of second there...but I must have just imagined it. I turned my head back on the way and went home.

"I'm home Mom."

I got inside after taking off my shoes. It was so quiet. Eventhough it's just me and mom, it was never this quiet everytime I get home.

"Hey, mom!" I called her many times and I decided to go into her room. And I was very shocked on what I had found!

My mom... She's on the floor, lifeless... Not breathing... at all. And there's blood all over the floor. What's more horrifying is that she had a deep scratch on her face, and very big hole on his chest, there's no way that wound would have done by a knife. Who the hell did this to my mother?!

I cried... Tears keep coming out from my eyes. And I don't know why but all of the memories we've spent together came rushing upon my mind right now... My knees turned to jelly that I suddenly broke down and my knees fell on the ground.

In my 17 years life, I always thought that I would be good and well as long as my mom is here with me. I aways assure myself that no matter how bad the situation is, I can handle it because Mom will be there for me. Right now, I can't even bring myself to give me a tap on a shoulder. I cannot encourage myself that everything will be alright, because the only treasure I have was stolen, was taken away from me.

I just cried there, I can't even bring myself to touch her, or giveher a one last hug, I was so frustrated, so sad, so broken, so devastated. My whole world crushed and I just stumbled and fell.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps, the sound is getting louder and louder. In my peripheral vision, I saw someone getting inside the room of my mother.

"Andrea, come with me." The voice was cold, dominating, and stern; even his shadow has a very overwhelming presence. There's a great chance of possibility that this man is the one who slaughtered my mother, but I don't know what got into me, I am sure that he's not it. And it was so weird What weirder is, how the freaking way did he know my name? Who is he?

I stood up and looked at the man, he's wearing black coat, he is tall, 6 feet and over maybe, he has a big build of body, he has beard, and a scar of his face near his right eye, the other one has an eye patch, and he has a mask that covers everything else. All I can see are his eyes —his green eyes, its matches mine, exact shade of color, and his beard.

"Who are you? Why are you here in our house?" I asked him.

"I am Gustavo, and I am the only one who could help you figure out who you really are." He said. His accent is clean, but there's realy something about him that is so domineering.

"Why would I trust you?" I said in a low voice. I don't know how to trust people again, I can't bring myself to trust someone anymore.

I looked at my mother, she's now cold, really cold, her body turned realy pale now. My heart ached again.

"I just lost my mom today..." I said, "now, you're asking me to trust you..." I asked in disbelief.

"I understand," he said in a sad tone, "I'll give you time to think about if you should trust me or not, but I should warn you Andrea, they'll come for you soon."

He turned his back on me and started walking out of the house.

"Who are you?" I asked with a loud voice, I did not get any respond, I followed him to ask him that again on his face, but when I reached the door, he's nowhere to be found, not even a shadow.

I called the police to report my mother's case, they came right away. The detectives interviewed me. I know that I am the prime suspect they have on the list, since I am the only one who is living with her. They asked me questions, that I answered right away.

I told them that I was in school until 6:30 pm, which they checked immediately. I got home by 7:00 they also checked the CCTV on the streets.

"She has an alibi." The female detective said to the guy who looks older.

"Do you have any idea who could have do this to your mother?" They asked me.

I thought really hard, but I couldn't think of anyone.

"Maybe they left some clue sir, please examine my mother and catch the one who took her away from me..." I begged... "I couldn't think of anyone, she's so kind to everyone..."

The detective agreed to bring my mother's remains on National Forensics Services to get some clues with her body.

"We will call you if we will able to find something." They said.

I nod, and they left.

I went to my room, sat on my bed, and cried.... Now, I am alone.

It took awhile before I fell asleep...

Next day, I debated on my mind, whether I should go to school or not, but I thought mom would be really sad if I will not go to school, she always nags at me about education, so I hurriedly go to school.

My Teacher asked me if I am really okay attending classes today, and I said yes. She might know about mom because the police called her yesterday about my "alibi".

I went to our room, and here's Cynthia again.

I don't have time to deal with her narcissistic attitude, today. So I didn't mind her. I sat on my chair, and looked outside the window.

"Bitch." I heard Cynthia say, after I ignored her.

I did not mind her until lunch. We all went to the cafeteria to eat lunch. I do not want to eat there, so I went back to the room to eat there, and have some peace of mind.

Cynthia might have noticed that, and she followed me just to piss me off.

"Andrea, you're trying to be a loner now?" She asked, which I did not mind.

"Oops, you're already one, I forgot." She laughed.

I ignored her and just ate. This must have pissed him off, that she poured her juice all over me.

What the hell is this situation?

I don't really understand this girl at all. What is her problem?

She has everything I don't have. Why is she making my life more uncomfortable, more miserable.

"You know what, Andrea. You pissed me off. You pissed me off so much. You are always acting cool, pretty, and popular. You'll never be like that. So stop acting like you're a bigshot!" Shs shouted and threw the papercup on my face.

Cynthia is very mad at me. And I can't understand the reason. She's pretty, she's popular, she's rich, she has a family. I just lost the most important person in my life, so why is she inferior to me?! She does not have the right to be mad at me. I should be the one who feels that way!

And she does not have the right to look down on me!

I am very worked up, I am angry.. I kept everything to myself. I don't want to talk. I am not gonna say anything...

"Well, your mother is the one at fault why you're like this. She did not taught you the right and wrong. She should be in jail for neglection of children then. " She laughed. "Because she raised a bad ass girl who feels like she's someone who can surpass someone like me!"

I felt my blood boiling. I don't care if she'll diss my appearance, my attitude, or whatnot! Just don't diss my mother.

"You don't know anything..." I said in small voice. I looked up at her, staring back at her pair of brown eyes.

"Stay. Away. From. Me." I said

I was full of determination, boldness, and conviction when I said those words.

I was menacing if I may say.

And as soon as I said that, a big forxe threw her on the wall in front, it created a loud noise. The board in front was broken in half. Cynthia must have felt the impact of her body hitting the wall. She shouted in agony.

I am still there in my seat. I was frozen and stunned. I was shocked on what happened. What was that?

I looked at Cynthia. She must have been in pain... She looked at me with frightened eyes.

"A witch! A monster!" She was shouting nonsense and calling me names. I don't know what she was talking about.

She looked into my eyes for a second, and she shouted at me... "WHO ARE YOU REALLY?"

Who am I? I was taken aback of that question.

While I was asking myself that, Mr. Morphy came running towards the room.

"What's going on here?" He asked. He keep looking at me, and to Cynthia.

Cynthia began crying, she's shaking. She must have been in shock.

The wind blew her away... the wind?

I looked into the door, and then into the windows but they are all closed.

"Come to my office right now!" Mr. Morphy told me. He escorted Cynthia to the infirmary.

I went to his office, the guidance counselling room.

Mr. Murphy must have been asking Cynthia about what had happened. he sure is taking his time.

My phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered the call immediately.

"Hello, is this Andrea Scott?" she sounded little weary. I don't know what's going on. Her voice is shaky

"Yes, I am Andrea. Who is this?" I asked

"It is Dr. Monique Alvarez of NFS, I am calling to you that ... about your mother..."

Did they found anything? It would be great if they did.

"What about my mother?" I asked her.

"Her body was missing...I am sorry." She said.

"What?!"

Mom's body is missing? How the hell did that happened?!

"How can that happened?!" I asked

"I don't have any idea how she disappeared like this... but upon checking the securities everything is good and clear. There was bo suspicious acts on the CCTV footage. But when I opened her drawer, she's gone. All that's left is blask ashes, which I don't even know where it came from... I am so sorry."

Black ashes? What the heck is that?!