"sister..can you lend me some money?..i-i promise, I will return it back..please?.." A drunken man,banging on the front door,each bang getting more and more sharper and agressive.Fuck.It was none other my 'money spends in like air' brother..Enzo.Hook ups,drugs,gambling..whatever shit possible this son of a bitch does it all,even though he is 4 years older than me..i had to take most care of the household cause? ofcourse its a work for women.Assholes.After mom passed away,i never saw my dad and my brother never took care of me..mentally and physically I was weaker than him.
The noise of those loud noises from the door went still.. I guess its the 8th time this week?
I hid under my banket,the coldness making my body shiver..I was lucky enough that i got myself part-time jobs or else i might have been out on streets..our old house got evicted last month and i never saw that mf again..and yet he had balls to come and ask me for money.MY MONEY.MY HARDSHIPS.
The soft sounds of rain filled with the turmoil inside my brain.Gosh..why does that bitch even comes to me..i felt nauseous,my stomach turning in a knot,i chewed my lips, i can feel the iron taste of blood.
"Is he really gone?"
I gathered up some courage..deciding on to check whether Enzo was really gone..or else the neighbours will complain to the landlord-and i dont want anything like that-
I slipped off from my blanket and placed my foot down in the cold floor,standing up,my body feeling light and fuzzy..'I havent eaten since morning have I?..' I walked out of my room heading towrds the main door,the house was small and congested..yet bearable for me to live since the rent here is affordable for me.I checked through the peekhole,no one.I took a sigh of relief and my body felt relaxed then before..I went to the couch and sat there,looking around the house,a bit proudfully.
Even though it looks ugly but i tried my best to clean it up.The kitchen and the living room are together,the couch works both as a dining table and my safe haven.The bathroom is 5 steps away from the kitchen and the bedroom is not even a 'room' its together with my couch.I just like it better calling it by living room,bedroom..classy vibes?
I noticed a novel lying in the table.."oh? it was here-",I sounded more happy in comparison of getting a hamburger tbh. Its the novel from my fav author miszz.stawzberry.She became from a online writer to a big ass best seller novel writer.omg. favauthorevuh. I looked at the novel cover its beautiful like all her novels "eyes of love..interesting?",i mumbled.
After 3 hours of fricking reading and pulling my hair like crazy. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS.
its just trash..i didnt expect miszz.stawzberry to write like this..internal pain.
After another while of trying reading it,i just gave up i couldnt its too much of a second hand embarassment.After reading half of the chapters,prolouge,review and stuffs.. THIS novel is a reverse-harem.HOLYFUCKI- I am crashing out..there is no NO plots NOTHING at ALL. Its a R-Rated like hell it should.So,here Christine White is the heroine in this novel and a cruel idk..villian named Eliana Rodwrick,her actions were all like a child throwing tantrums for not getting their fav dollie.
there are 6 MLs in this novel-
The classy obessesive crown prince
The crazy second prince
The possessive magician
The grumpy duke
The quiet duke's older brother
A proffessional yearner(knight)
wow?
ding dong.
"pizza delivery",the sound of a male voice,ringing my door bell filled my ears and i snapped back to reality.Huh.'i didnt ordered a delivery..'
i head out to decline the order and in a quick second.
BANG.
Enzo.
Gun.
Blood.
Darkness.
The only thing i could feel was the ringing in my ears..and the sound of laughter from that crazy guy..Tears fell from my eyes "i promised to visit mom.."