????SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA????
????A Cinderella doesn’t have to be a princess????
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
????Chapter Forty [40]????
SEMI FINAL…????.
Theme: Smiles…☺️.
????Ruby’s Pov????
I sunk into the ground floor and started crying.
My heart aches…
It’s scattered…
it’s broken….
it’s in pieces…
And the one guy who had put me in this position left.
But guess what…?
….I love this guy like crazy!
Why me?
Why does my love story have to be this way?
Why does love have to be this difficult and painful?
Why can’t i have my fairytale ending?
Oh, I think I have an answer to that… I was no Cinderella from the very beginning.
Ruby Darlings like….su-cks big time.
I kept crying as i clenched the necklace tightly.
I could feel the pain that was causing me. I was holding the necklace way too much but I didn’t care.
This physical pain was nothing compared to the pain I’m pa-ssing throu-ghright now!
Now I see how much Malcolm had gotten hurt from my words last time.
He was right. I can’t be the only one who detect when and how the relationship works or ends.
Malcolm has feelings too.
I should have been considerate.
I had hurt him too.
Yes, I deserve what I’m pa-ssing throu-ghnow.
I deserve every word he had said to me earlier ago.
I was nothing but a mean bit-ch !
I don’t deserve Malcolm.
He deserve someone better.
Someone who will understand him. Someone who will stand by him at all times and not one who would chicken out….like me.
“And how would you know that?” I heard a voice say above me.
I slowly looked up and found myself staring right into those dreamy eyes.
Those eyes that always captivates me and put smile on my face.
That eyes….I always fall in love with that eyes every single day!
But wait, why was I seeing those eyes now?
He just left right now…He…
“Malcolm?”
He dredges up a smile and stretched out his hand towards me to help me up to my feet.
Wait, was Malcolm really here?
Was this all an imagination that when I place my hand over his, he’s going to disappear?
“My hand hurts.” He points out.
Hold on a sec, does clone speak?
I slowly placed my hand over his and no… he didn’t disappear. He was still standing right above me. Smiling.
I don’t understand what was going on right now.
I thought he left after saying he wish he had never met a bit-ch like me. I thought he was willing forget about me and move on so what was he doing here…?
Why was Malcolm here?
Hell, what the hell was going on?
He pulled me up and i was finally on my feet. My eyes didn’t left his.
He walked closer to me and wiped off a stray of tears from my cheek, using his thumb.
God, that made my heart flutter.
Having him this close was making my heart beat really fast!
I don’t love Malcolm….I was in love with him.
“How do you know the kind of girl I deserve?”
What?
Shit, did I say that out loud?
I didn’t say anything. I just kept staring.
“You are wrong there… I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you instead.” He began, cupping my face in between his palms. “Why didn’t you tell me…?”
I was going to ask him what he meant by that but he began talking again.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the video Joe showed you?”
I was a bit taken aback by that question.
How does he know that?
Or did he and Mr Joe planned the whole thing?
He chuckled at my confused expression and pulled his hands away from my face, dropping it down by his side.
No, don’t leave my face…it needs you!
“He told me everything. He apologized then asked me to show you the real video.” He handed me an iPod.
I hesitated before collecting the iPod from him and watching the video.
I knew it!
I knew that the video Mr Joe had showed me that day was edited.
I trusted Mal.
And I know exactly what he can do and can not do.
And besides, we never had se-x.
“……..I will choose Ruby over them if that’s what it takes.” Malcolm had said at the last part.
He would choose me….
I could feel the tears threatening to spill out.
I could feel the bu-tterflies in my stomach.
If Malcolm still loves me then why did he say those mean words to me?
I look from the phone to him. Just as if he read my mind, he began talking.
“I always watch artists sing and dance while I was still a kid. I love them. i love how they performed on stage. How people loved them and encourages them. I wanted to be like them.
Hell, I wanted to be a star!” He smiled at the memory. “I wanted to be loved by people. I wanted to be cherished. I wanted that popularity. Ever since then, I had a new dream. A dream to become a popstar. A dream to sing and dance for everyone….” He paused. “I did fulfilled that dream but….I wasn’t happy. That was when I realized that not everyone are happy. Those musician I’d adored as a child….they had their demons. Some of them are not even happy. They were living in a bittersweet life.
And some of them are like me who are still looking for their happiness.
Honestly, I tried escaping but there was no place I could escape to. I was stuck. Stuck in this life.
I wanted to be normal.
I wanted to be treated as a normal human. I wanted to hang out with normal friends. I wanted to he free.
But my wishes never came true. So I decided to keep on living my life as a superstar. One day, celebrities from different parts of the world were invited over to a ball night. At first I never wanted to go but was forced to.
I was so bored out of my mind in the party. There were paparazzi everywhere. It got to a point, I became tired of seeing flashlights…”
Why does it feel like I know where this conversation was heading to?
“So I made for an escape and ended up in the sto-re room. I was glad to have escaped from the world. From my life. From those flashlights. I was happy to be in a more quiet place but that was ruined when a waitress walked in.
Damn, she talks too much! It got to a point I wish I could cast spells so I could be able to shut her mouth up. But it was amazing having her talk. Why? Well, It’s because she treated me as a normal human and not as a celebrity.
She didn’t ask for an autograph. She didn’t ask for a picture. She just saw me as a human like herself.
And i was so damn happy.
I mean, for once in my life, I was treated exactly how I wanted to be treated. As a human. A normal one.
She made me laugh. She made me get so emotional. i find myself telling her about my fears as a celebrity and she listened. She didn’t judge. She just….just listened.
She was just so perfect.
She had the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever since. Although she had a mask on but I could tell that she was beautiful. I find myself falling in love with this mystery girl.
She was like my escape. But fate separated us but that didn’t make me forget about her. I wrote a song about her and gave her a name since I didn’t get to know her name neither did I even get to see her face
I named her mask girl.
Yes, it suited her but Cinderella sounded more perfect but I kicked that name out and decided to call her mask girl.
I made decisions. Decisions I should never have made. Decision that did nothing but made sad.
After a year, I crossed path with her and this time around, she wasn’t a waitress…. she was going to work.as my personal a-ssistant.
But foolish me didn’t recognize her….”
Malcolm went on and on about the time he had spent with that ‘girl.’ I just listened to him without saying a damn word.
“…..But the love we both shared hurt so much. We kept on making decisions… decisions that was meant to protect the other but end up hurting them. She kept on hurting me while trying to protect me. And just when I wanted to hate her… I find myself falling de-eply in love with her. And I had stupidly used my mouth to push her away. I had hurt her and trust me that was my plan. I wanted her to feel the pain I had felt. And yes, that was stupid of me.”
He turned to look at me now.
“Her name is Ruby. Ruby Darlings. My Gem. Please do you know where I can find her?”
I smiled. I miss that name ‘Gem’ like crazy.
“Does she have a brown hair?” He chuckled but nodded his head yes anyway. “ Does she have a hazel eyes?” He nods again. “Does she have a sister and a brother?” He nods. “Is she stupid?” He feigned to be in thought but shook his head no. “Is she stubborn?” He quickly nodded head yes. “Is she a bit-ch ?”
“She is my bit-ch .”
I bit my lower li-p to stop myself from laughing.
“Actually…I think I may know where she is.” I say.
“Really?”
Okay, now this play was sounding childish but I like it!
I nod my head yes. “But she says I should first give this to you and ask you to promise her never to take it off no matter what.”
He laughs and look down at the necklace i was holding out to him.
He collects the necklace and before I knew it he was wearing it over my neck. I was going to protest but he stopped me from doing so.
“I think I’ve found her. And no, I don’t need the necklace. I have my Gem here with me.” He pressed a ki-ss on my forehead.
“I never said I was her.” I teased.
“You don’t need to say it. You have the features of her.” He paused. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for saying those mean words to you. I never meant any of the word I said. I only…”
I stopped him.
I stopped Malcolm from talking as I pressed my li-ps against his.
He snak-ed his arms around my wa-istand pulled me closer to him. I smiled against his li-ps and wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly broke the ki-ss off, resting my forehead against his.
Damn! when did i became this tall?
“i should be the one apologizing. I’m sorry for doing things my way without even thinking about your feelings. I’m sorry, Mal.”
He tucked a stray of hair from my face to the back of my ear and trailed his fingers against my face.
I was literally turned on.
“Promise me one thing, Gem.”
“Yes?”
“No matter what happens in the future… promise to always stand by me at all times and not make any rash decision because your instinct tells you to do so. Promise me that we will always fight whatever comes to our way… together.”
I think I’ve learnt something from everything that had happened to us. Malcolm and I. Pushing the person you love just because you want to protect them won’t change anything but add salt to the wound.
But instead you fight it with the one you love. You stand by them during their time of difficulties.
That will be your only way to victory. And even if you do lose the battle, it will look like you win.
Why?
Because the one you love is right beside you.
I smiled and pressed my li-ps against him, sealing the promise. .
Malcolm started ki-ssing me back.
And this time around, we weren’t hiding it.
in fact we want the whole world to know how much we both love each other!
We were proud of our love.
And there was no Kara to ruin it.
“I promise.”
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⏱️Five Months Later⏱️
“Dad! Tyson! You guys need to hurry up or we would be late!” I yelled from downstairs as I impatiently waited from them.
I don’t get it, how can they still be dressing up? They were guys and guys don’t need to take up the whole time in just dressing up!
I glance down at my wrist watch and fu-ck, I was tempted to go upstairs to them and drag them down here myself.
Jennifer came downstairs already dressed.
She was looking so beautiful and elegant.
I wish I had a perfect body like her.
But fu-ckmy immature body!
fu-ckyou!
“You look….stunning.” I say to Jennifer as she approached me.
She smiled. “Thank you. You don’t look bad yourself.”
“Is that your way of saying…‘Your dress su-ck, go change that!’ ” I intimidate her voice.
She rolled her eyes. “i don’t sound like that. And trust me, you look so beautiful on that dress. Malcolm is gonna trip, I’m sure of it.”
I look down at my dress and i was putting on the red dress Malcolm had chosen for me at Boston.
And yeah, I was looking great.
“Thank you?”
“Stop thanking me, girl.” She looks up at the stairs. “i need to go drag those boys out or we aren’t going to be leaving this house on time. God, what on earth are those boys dressing…? It’s not like they are going to come out dressed in a ball gown or something!” She murmured to herself as she went upstairs.
I smiled at her retreating form.
It’s being five months now and we’ve been living as ine big family.
I loved this life.
But too bad mom wasn’t here to live this life with us.
But she was still here.
In our hearts.
I trailed my fingers against the necklace that was hung over my neck.
She was still a part in our world.
“Alright….We are out.” Dad says as he descended the stairs alongside Tyson and Jennifer.
Speaking about my family…
Dad gave out a conference to tell the whole people of New York about his kids.
About us.
He also took us to his father who was at Texas.
The man could not believe it but he could see the resemblance between dad and Tyson.
He apologized to us and being the nice kids that we were…. we forgave him.
He took us to so many places and asked us to start calling him grandpa as from then henceforth.
And yeah, we got to know who his favorite is….Tyson? Nah.
Jennifer? Nope.
Yes, yes… it’s your baby girl. Me.
Anyway, Jennifer and Collins still haven’t spoken to each other.
She was still very much in love with him. I could see it in her eyes. But what I don’t seem to understand is why Collins don’t want to be with Jennifer.
He couldn’t be because of Kara?
Right…?
Oh, speaking about Kara.
She posted a video, apologizing to everyone about what she did. She also apologized to Malcolm.
But didn’t say anything to me.
That bit-ch !.
She had hurt me too!
“ma’am, someone is here to see you.” Mark announced.
I turned to look at him and that was when I saw her.
She was standing right behind Mark.
“What’s she doing here?” Jennifer questioned as she stood behind me.
We were both glaring at her.
“Hi.” Kara greeted with a smirk on her face.
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#TBC.