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arms and it almost reached the top of his stomach. How weird, seeing a guy wear that type of shirt. Usually, girls would try and find something like that, but a bit smaller. They didn’t look appealing to me, so I knew if they asked I’d have to refuse. ‘Those poor guys don’t stand a chance…’ I thought, immediately thinking of Gabriel.
When I got home back to the mansion, My sister Sakura, My daughter Aya, and my nephew Alistair were waiting for me on the benches. Each one shot me with a astonished look. My daughter’s face was livid.
Great. I knew what this meant.
Sakura had peaked into my future and had told the others. I really hoped she hadn’t already told Jason. I panicked a little inside but I never showed it, or at least I don’t think I did.
Each one of them approached me. I expected the worst.
“What were you thinking?!” My sister had yelled at full volume. It hurt my ears and I winced at my sister’s chastising tone. My daughter looked at me with a resentful expression. I know having an affair with somebody else while married is a big deal, but if they saw what I felt, why reprimand me? I felt happy for once in my life. It was Jason who had shoved the proposal down my throat! And I didn’t like that. He never comforted me through my depression, he never saw anything wrong with me. And I heard him and his brother, Manny, Sakura’s husband, talk about how they “had it made here at this huge mansion.” The only thing that stopped me from slapping my sister across the face was that I respected her and that she was right. What was I thinking? I could have told him what I felt and not get so mushy over it.
I wonder…
“Did you see my face in that premonition real good, Sakura?” I asked, my tone acidic, very out of character for me. I was usually the one to hold compassion for someone. My sister looked at me, her expression livid. She knew as well the acidic tone was out of character for me. My nephew and my daughter stayed there livid as well.
“Did you not see I was happy for once in my life?! What are you reprimanding me for?! Or must I remind you who you were before you met Manuel?!” I said, matching her tone and volume. I was astonished as I could see that I could mimic her perfectly. Her features, her fashion sense. I had it all. The only reason her hair and eye color are different than mine are because she had always been so cold and unforgiving to people. Her evil persona gave her the appearance of evil itself, but instead of evil, it granted her immense beauty. She should have looked just like me, azure blue hair and all. But her magic had changed her physically.
She felt guilty now. She saw and heard everything that happened that night that Jason had asked me to marry me. How he constantly pressured me until I fell out of my denial out of pity for him. Aya now looked at me with a sullen expression. She knew that she was conceived because Jason had pressured me again to have a baby. I remember the time when she came to my aid with an aging spell along with her cousin, which was Alistair, because one of my middle school ex’s had persecuted me until I could take no more. The teenage girl that was my child and looked more like my twin than Sakura was, was nothing more than an illusion. A spell. She said she wanted to be with me each second of the day. So she kept the spell on her and her cousin. She is actually one year old and her cousin was a little older. A few months.
Alistair, Sakura’s son, now stared at me with regret. He knew about this as well. He adored his uncle, but he knew what he did to me was something that he could never forgive. The conflict showed on his face, the two memories fighting in his mind.
I walked past them and hoped I could get Jason alone. He was waiting for me. His face red in ire and he was sitting down on the red sofa that was to the right of the huge front doors of the house.
“I’m so sorry, Jason.” I said, my words filled with pity. This poor human being who sacrificed himself to me was hurt and I had to try to ease his pain and get him to let me go. I knew this was going to be difficult, so I motioned for him to come inside my room.
 Liliana Heron · Sun Nov 15, 2009 @ 10:11am · 0 Comments |
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