?SHE’S NOT A CINDERELLA?
✍️Written by your favorite Authoress✍️
?Chapter Two [2]?
Subtitle: {Back To New York City✈️}
?Ruby’s Pov?
“This is bullshit, okay? You can’t keep treating like we are nobody. We are your family! Your flesh and…”
“What? Blood? We as that what you were going to say?” Jennifer yelled, glaring at me. “fu-ckthat and fu-ckyou!”
I became more pissed than earlier. What was wrong with her? Why does she keep acting like some kind of a bit-ch ? We are her family so why does she hate us? Why doesn’t she care about us? It’s not like her need her attention, love and care. But mom does.
“fu-ckyou too! fu-ckyou in a million times, Jenny!” I didn’t even care for the fact that I had been swearing. If mommy was here she would have given me a slap across my mouth for swearing. But right now…? I just didn’t care.
“Go to hell, Ruby. You might be the breadwinner of the family but I don’t fu-cking care! How I live my life, how I treat you guys, how I dress, whatever i do is none of your fu-cking business! So go to hell!” She grabbed her phone from the table and walked out of the house, slamming the door very hard.
I can’t believe she would say that. I can’t believe the fact that she didn’t care about us. She didn’t care about mother.
Jennifer was never like this. She was this caring and overprotective sister but as soon as dad…no, that man left she became distant. She hardly said a word to any of us at home. She hardly even eat! She just…just became a total different person.
I fell to the floor and started crying. Why does our family have to end up this way? Why do my sister have to be this way? Why?
That’s one question I can’t seem to find an answer.
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“Hey girl.” Cherry greeted as I walked throu-ghthe door. I just gave her a dry look and with that she knew exactly what had happened. I wonder how she does that. “Oh, girl. I feel sad for you.”
“I feel sad for myself also.” I said, walking into the dressing room. Cherry was right beside me. “Has the manager arrived.” I asked, trying to change the subject.
“Not yet. How is my little prince doing?” She always refer Tyson as her little prince. They were both very close and fond of each other.
“He is doing great.” I answered, putting on my waitress uniform.
“And mother?”
I let out a sigh. “Not so great. I just have to work har-der so I could pay for the operation. Mom need that operation.”
“Jennifer?” I didn’t say anything. And with that she knew what the answer was. “She’s still not helping.”
“ I don’t just get it. Jennifer was never like this. She was this caring and overprotective sister. I just don’t understand why she suddenly changed and became this…this.. nasty bit-ch !”
“Language, Ruby!” Cherry scolded. She was always fond of scolding me whenever I swore. But do you know what’s more funny…? She also do swear.
“My bad.” I said sarcastically. I tied the white apron around my wa-istand dropped my phone in the front pocket. “We have to get to work now. Trust me, I can’t afford to lose this job.”
“Let’s hustle then.”
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?Malcolm’s Pov?
“Hey guys.” Kara cheered as she made her way towards us and hug-ged each and every one of them and that includes Mason. She was going to hug me also but I turned the offer down. She pouted at me. “That hurts.”
I tried not to glare at her which worked perfectly. I wasn’t glaring neither was I smiling. “How did you know we were going to come back today?”
“Well… Joe told me. Before you start scolding him…I had threatened him with his job if he doesn’t tell me when you guys were going to be back.” She said.
Kara was just this one girl. Not just any girl. She was the only daughter of the director. Mr Zayn loved his daughter with all of his heart and was willing to satisfy her with anything that she ask for. And I kind of happen to be one of those things she wants.
But she seem to have forgotten that I wasn’t an object. But Kara wouldn’t take that. She always say: ‘what Kara wants, Kara gets.’ Well, fu-ckthat.
I don’t hate her, mind you. In fact, I had treated her as a little sister and I can’t take her more than that. But she kept pushing herself on me and that made me kinda of…um…dislike her?
“You shouldn’t have come here.” I said.
“What do you mean, silly! Of course I have to be here. I have to welcome you guys especially you.” She started smiling as she ran her fingers along my chest.
I swatted her hand and walked out of there and went into the house. I couldn’t be more angry. What the hell was wrong with her? She was just a spoilt little bit-ch who wants attention but too bad I wasn’t the one to provide that attention to her.
I walked into my room and slammed the door shut. I took off my shirt and my trouser. I was just in my brief when the door was pushed open. Mason walked in and gave me this look that says; ‘You are mean, you know that, right?’
“Stop giving me that look, man.” I said.
“She left with tears on her face. You know you are going to be hearing from the director, right?”
“Why can’t that girl let me be?”
“Maybe because you are cute?”
“Elvis is cuter.” I corrected.
Mason just rolled his eyes and cross his arms over his chest, leaning against the wall beside the door. “Are you okay? You didn’t say a word during the trip back here.”
“I just wanted to be alone.”
“I better go have a great shower. I kinda stink.”
I chuckled. “Thank goodness you know that.” I joked. He gave me a playful glare before walking out of the room. That was what was weird. We were mean and cold to other people but whenever we were together…we were always joking, laughing and being childish.
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?Ruby’s Pov?
I was so stressed out. My back aches more than it ached yesterday. It felt like I was going to break into two.
I walked into the house and made my way to the kitchen. I had prepared some food before leaving for work. I guess Tyson had eaten before going to bed.
I drank a cup of water then went to Tyson’s room. He was fast asleep. I tucked him well in the blanket then left for my mother’s room.
Her lights were turned off which meant that she was asleep. I was about to walk out when I heard my name.
“Ruby…”
“Mom…” I walked into the room and turned the lights on. She was in a sitting position now. “I thought you were asleep.” I sat down beside her.
“i wasn’t asleep. I just wanted to be in a quiet and dark place. How was your day?”
I smiled. “It was great. How are you feeling now?”
She smiled and immediately I knew that that smile was fake. She wasn’t doing great. “I’m alive.” That was her simple reply.
“I’m sorry you are pa-ssing throu-ghall this pain.”
She reached out for my hand and held it in between hers. “Listen, never be sorry over someone else predicament. It isn’t your fault that I’m in this mess. It isn’t your fault that sooner or later I’m going to leave this world. In fact, I should be more thankful to you. You are doing your very best to provide for the family. To save me. But here is the thing…” Her hands came to my face and she wiped off the tears. I didn’t even realize that I had been crying. “Not every one is meant to be saved.”
“But why does it feel like I have to apologize to you for going throu-ghall this?”
“You are just sad seeing me this way. Everything would be alright, Ruby. You and your siblings would be fine. And you wouldn’t have to cry again over your sister’s rude behavior towards me.”
She saw us. She saw when Jennifer and I were exchanging words. Geez, I should have known.
She took off the necklace that she’d always worn since she conceived me.
“Here,” She stretched the necklace towards me.
“Why are you giving that to me?” I questioned. Mother had always cherished that necklace. She never joked with it. So why was she giving it to me now?
“I want you to have it.”
“But…why? I mean, you cherish this necklace more than anything so why are you giving it to me?”
She smiled. “Because I cherish you more. Have it now before I get mad.” I collect the necklace from her and stare down at it. “Cherish and take care of it just like I had done. It was a necklace given to me by my mother, your grandmother.”
“but shouldn’t it be given to Jenny instead?”
“I trust you with the necklace more than I trust your sister. But that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t give her anything.” She brou-ght out another necklace from the locker by the side of her bed. “Give it to her. And as for Tyson…? He have you already. That’s a more bigger gift.”
“Why are you giving us presents? You aren’t going anywhere, are you?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know when my time will be up, Ruby. But I want you to know one thing…if I die today, whatever money you have use it for yourself and your brother. Take care of him like you are taking care of him now. And most importantly, don’t give up on your sister.”
“Why are you saying all this, mother? Nothing is going to happen to you, okay? in fact I’m going to work more har-der so I could save up the money for your operation.”
“I want to sleep now, Ruby. Go to bed. You look tired.” She said, ignoring everything that I had just said.
I wanted to talk but the look on her face told me not to talk but leave so I did just that.
Why do i feel so uneasy about this? Why does it feel like my mother is going to soon be gone? TBC.