????SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA????
????A Cinderella doesn’t have to be a princess????
✍️ Written By Precious Pinky????
????Chapter Sixteen [16]????
????Kara’s Pov????
“Hey dad.” I greeted as I walked into his study room.
He was sitting on his desk as he typed some words into the laptop sitting in front of him.
He looked up from his laptop as he heard my voice.
My father was always a man who looks out for me. He loves and cares for me. His greatest desire was to see me happy.
After mom died, dad took it as a responsibility to always make me happy.
He was afraid of losing me too.
He dredged up a smile as he watched me approached him.
“How are you, my darling?”
“I’m fine.” I said, leaning towards him. I dropped a ki-ss on his both cheeks then pulled away. “You look tired. Shouldn’t you take a rest for a while?”
I might be a spoilt brat who must get what she want. Or who she wants.
What Kara wants, Kara gets. That was my slogan.
I might take my father’s love for me as an advantage to get whatever i want but note, i love my dad.
“I’m fine, dear. And besides, I’m doing all this work to take very good care of you. You know that right?”
“Yeah. I do. And that’s why I always feel guilty whenever I see you work yourself out. And besides, we have enough money already. We can buy the whole world and won’t even feel it.”
That was practically true.
My dad was wealthy. Very, very wealthy.
But then, there was someone who had more than him.
Mr Michael Dantes.
He was fu-cking rich.
He has everything every man would want.
He was married but…. doesn’t have a child of his own.
He was one of my dad’s business partner.
He has the greatest share in that music industry. Without him I don’t think that industry would be the way it is right now.
“Enough about me now, Kara. How about you and Mal? Hope he isn’t making you cry again?”
I smiled. Whenever I hear that name I always get all excited and happy.
Honestly, I was addicted to that guy. I don’t think I can stay a day without seeing him or better still hear his voice.
One year ago, I thought I won’t have this guy in my arms. I thought I will only just keep dreaming to be with him. I thought we will never be together.
But I was so wrong. Because one year later..
He became mine.
I love him so much and I guess he loves me too.
Whenever I remember that girl who had try to take him away from me… God, I feel like strangling her alive.
Malcolm is mine.
And no one can have him except from me!
“We are doing great in our relationship, dad. All thanks to you.”
He got up to his feet and pulled me into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his wa-istand rested my head against his chest.
“I will do anything to make you happy. you are my child. My only daughter. And that makes you my responsibility. Your happiness is my happiness.”
“Thanks dad. I love you.”
“I love you too, my darling.”
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????Malcolm’s Pov????
“You look like crap.” Johnny said, giving me those annoying look.
I didn’t say anything. I was just staring down at the necklace lying on my palm.
My head were still going in circles.
“I saw you and Ruby talking, is everything okay?” It was Denise who asked that this time around.
I remained quiet.
“Nah. Everything can’t be okay whenever you see them together. You know how much Mal hates that girl. I don’t see why he hates her but he just do. And that’s one reason why she can never be free when he is around.” Elvis said.
Wait. That’s it!
She wouldn’t want to tell me the truth about her true identity because she thinks I hate her.
She’s being careful around me.
I know what you guys are things king and yes, you guys are right.
I still have this feelings that she’s mask girl.
Something keeps telling me that.
When I had asked her if she was mask girl…it took her two minutes or so to give me a reply.
It was as if she was thinking of what to say.
And when I had shown her the necklace…. I saw the shock written all over her face.
I saw the familiarity.
I saw how shaky she was.
I saw the connection she and the necklace shared.
And when I held her wrist…, oh God, I felt the spark. Again.
And she felt it also.
But here was the question, is it really because she thinks I hate her that’s why she decide to keep herself from me?
Where have she been throu-ghthis year?
Does she even miss me?
if she really did miss me, wouldn’t she tell me that she was mask girl…
I tightened my grip against the necklace.
“Ruby is a nice person. When you open up to her, she will open up to you. Honestly, I think I like her.” Johnny said.
“You like her?” Denise questioned.
Johnny rolled his eyes. “Not that kind of like. You are so dirty minded.”
“Of course why will you like her when you like someone else already.” Elvis said as he wriggled his eyebrows.
Johnny’s face suddenly turned red. Wait….was he blus-hing?
“Shut up, Elv.” He said looking embarra-ssed as he looked away from us.
“Who does he like?” Denise questioned, watching Elvis closely.”
“You don’t know?” Elvis asked in surprise.
Yeah. Incase you don’t know…Denise is so slow-witted. You have to say things out in details before he can understand.
He doesn’t know how to read in between the thin lines.
“Johnny has a huge crush on Dorcas. You don’t know that?” It was Mason who said that.
Denise gasped. “You like Dorcas?”
I asked, getting up to my feet.
Listening to this guys conversation was making me sick.
Mason was also tired of it as well but he just have to keep up.
He don’t want to be labelled as the ‘weirdest.’
Actually, Mason doesn’t care about what others think about him.
He do whatever he wants caring less about what other people thinks.
….But he do cares about what his fans thinks…
He has no other option.
“Where are you going to?” Mason asked.
“To bed.” I replied.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” Elvis asked.
“I’m not hungry.”
“but you didn’t eat breakfast neither did you eat lunch or better still…dinner. And now, you intend to go to bed?”
“Well, I actually ate cucu-mber and bananas.”
“They are fruits not food.”
I rolled my eyes. “Mind your business.” I said.
I ascended the stairs and disappeared into my room.
I slammed the door shut before falling flat on my bed.
I look up at the ceilings with nothing in mind.
Aside from one of course…
…Mask girl.
I pulled the necklace up and was staring at it over again.
I just need to figure out the truth.
I needed to know if she was really not mask girl or was only just lying.
I needed to know….
And by doing so…
⏱️Ruby is a very nice person. If you are open to her then she will be open to you…⏱️
Johnny had said.
Speaking about being open-minded. I was open minded to Mask girl at the sto-re room.
I had told her everything… including my fears.
And she told her story to me also.
She told me how she lost her mother to cancer. How she tried to look out for the family. How her sister left them.
…..In conclusion, she had open up to me because I had open up to her.
Ruby was mask girl and I’m sure of it.
But I only need to do one thing…make her say the truth.
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????Ruby’s Pov????
“Hey, that’s a very big lie. You keep cheating.” Cherry said as she threw the cards out in anger.
I tried to suppress my laughter. If I try to laugh out then I should consider myself dead.
D-E-A-D.
Yeah, dead.
Scary, right?
“It isn’t cheating, Cheers… it’s knowledge. I’m way better than you two.”
“Hold up there, Mr. The war is between you and Cherry and not between the three of us.” I said.
He shrugged with a smile across his face. “What can I say…I love involving you in a fight.”
I feigned hurt, placing my hand over my chest.
“Ouch! That’s hurts.”
“I’m playing again!” Cherry said, folding her arms over her chest.
“you always chicken out of a game like this.” I said.
“i didn’t chicken out…I just…. I just… why should I even explain myself to you?” She said, acting dramatic.
As usual.
Cherry, the drama queen.
That was her nickname.
“V, shouldn’t you be at work?”
Vincent glanced down at his wrist watch then let out a sigh getting up to his feet.
“I should get going now then.”
“This early?” I pouted.
He chuckled. “Missing me already?” He winked.
“You know how much I always miss you.” I winked back.
We are so use to this. Me and Vincent sometimes acts like we were lovebirds. We just tease each other and laugh it out.
Cherry gets so frustrated whenever we start acting like…this.
“Aww, my love.”
“My baby.”
“My darling.”
“My sweet…”
“fu-cksweet. V, get your as-smoving and you…” She points her index finger at me. “Get your as-sinside the house.”
Vincent and me were both quiet for a while.
“She is just jealous, baby.” Vincent said, breaking the silent.
“I know, baby.” I was grinning like an idiot now.
“SHUT UP.” Cherry yelled so loud that it almost damaged my eardrums.
“Okay, I think we should end the show now.” Vincent said, acting to be all scared of her.
“I think so too.” I said, playing along.
After my arrival back home. I had invited Vincent over to hang out with us. Me.
He accepted and then came over within thirty minutes.
We’ve been having fun for a pretty long time.
Tyson was already asleep.
Honestly, I needed this fun as a distraction to my thoughts.
What happened this morning at five Stars mansion was still stuck at the back of my head waiting for the perfect time to strike.
And the perfect time is when I go into my room all by myself. With no one to talk to but my thoughts.
Vincent was standing by the side of his cat now.
I had escorted to his car.
“Thanks for coming over. It really mean a lot to me.”
He smiled. “Stop thanking for every little thing I do. I’m so glad that I came over. I should be thanking you instead.”
“Take care at the hospital tonight! Be careful…ghosts are on the loose.” I teased.
He laughed. “Ghosts? Hmm…Wait a minute….ah, they are right behind you!”
I screamed and jumped in his arms.
He started laughing. “Just kidding.”
“a-sshole.”
We both started laughing. I was still in his arms but i cared less.
Vincent was just a friend after all.
I guess.
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#TBC.