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Chapter 1





Summary




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W

alking home from school carrying my heavy book bag. I see the moving van parked in front of "my house." Quotes at "my house", since my step mom doesn't let call it mine.
That and the "house" is actually a mansion.

My real mom died a long time ago. The person I dare called "Mommy" before, she's dead and I feel like I'm the blame for that. Afterwards, I stopped being a naive girl. I became "Mature", since my step mom ruined my childhood.

Dad had to marry her, Whoopee-do. Note: Sarcasm. No more dreams of being a princess, my life now is just being poor old Snow White. Except not with the being a princess part.

I miss mom. My real one, not the snobby step one with fake parts. I walked to the door where I find my step mom standing in front. What does she want now?

"Your LATE!" By the way my step mom's name is Arianna. Arianna yelled at me and fixing her auburn hair.

"I sorry, my teacher didn't let us out when the bell ringed and-" Arianna stopped me and handed a a mirror to hold.


I stopped talking. "I Don't care..hold this will you." She said, while appealing red lipstick. After she was done she smacked her lips. More than twenty-times! Did I mention I hate Arianna my stepmom? Yes, good! Or else I explain with some swearing. No kidding. Arianna continue to talk. "Well, I'm leaving you now." When she said those few words, my heart started to beat happily like when my mom was still alive. "I need you to clean the ENTIRE mansion! GOT THAT!"

"But my studies. Arianna, I have a big test tomorrow, and I don't want to fail." I tried to explain to her. Too bad she's stubborn as a log...well...maybe a dog. Nah-that's just offensive to dogs worldwide.

"Who cares about you! Stop being so selfish. I'm the important one here and the guys in the moving van are waiting to leave for Chicago! I'm leaving you here by yourself, go to school tomorrow its your last day." I wanted to punch her when she called me selfish. She's the selfish one and BTW Arianna's barely IMPORTANT to ANYONE!

She walk towards the van but stopped her heel to turn and face me.

"And don't you even think about throwing a party. Hump-Why did I just say that?! Your not even popular like your sister! I'm pretty sure you don't have any friends at all! HA HA!" Arianna laughed like a evil witch. Since she is one.

Before she got in the moving van she snorted at me.

I rolled my eyes, I hate being compared to my "PERFECT" sister. I forgot to say, I am popular (well...not at all) at school! I watch the van drive away and then I got in the house.


Chapter 2




- 2 hours later-


DONE! I finally finish cleaning the entire house. Yes, up-down with every corner sparking like diamonds.


-30 minutes later-


I huffed up the last step of the stairs. Your wondering why I'm huffing? Well mostly the stairs has 2,520 steps to all the way to the attic. Not joking. Jeez, his house really needs elevators! I walked in the attic and turned on the lights. I liked the attic, Arianna puts all of my childhood memories there.


I sat down near the windows. I looked at the sky, so pretty so bright and pure. I layed my hand close to me, I felt something. I stared at the object I was holding in my palms now. It was a old photo ablum. I remember it, pictures of my family before were in this old precious photo ablum. I opened it to the first page, then smiled. I first picture I saw was with me and my....my mom. I felt tears coming on my eyes. I looked at the picture of mom before she died.


"Mommy", I said looking at my mom's picture. Her beautiful blonde hair being bright like the golden sun. Mom's blue eyes shining like blue crystals and her smile gliming like the moon at night. Right at that point, warm tears were siling down my cheecks. "Mommy, why did you leave me? I miss you so much." I whimpered. I hugged the photo ablum tight into my chest. I repeat those words I just said them over and over, "Why did you leave me? I miss you."


I don't know how long I was crying in the same spot but it felt like forver. Not the crying part forver but being close to my own mother.


I know I can't bring her back. Except the closest thing I have from her is this photo ablum with pictures of her. I want her more than anything besides my family being back together, without Arianna. Like that would happen, wishes and fairytales aren't true. But haven is, and that's where my mom is right now. Probably smiling like she always did.


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I'm sorry that this chapter is short. =( I'll tell you the truth I actually did cry writing this chapter. I know how it feels to lose something important in your life. By the way if anyone's name is/or I know Arianna, I'm sorry I didn't mean to pick your name. =)


Chapter 3 Dreams and Memories part 1




-Many hours later-


I walked in to the washroom to clean my eyes out. It was a good thing. The thing I saw for the reflection of the mirror was my big, red, puffy eyes. I took a good look at myself. I was way different than my mom.

Never in my life no one ever said, "Oh Snow, your'e so pretty like your mother." My real name is Mina Sparks but people call me Snow. Why? I have no idea. The only person would got praise for that comment would be my "Perfect" older sister of mine. Sister has all of mom's features Blonde hair, blue eyes, the smile, and perfect white skin. Me?

No, black hair, dark-chocolate color eyes and a fake smile I put up with. Each time I see myself in the mirror I think, "Am I really mom's daughter? I look nothing like her." One last secret I'm a lycan or a werewolf if you want to call it that. While sis is a vampire, weird family I have, right? True, but believe it or not I am one.

After I washed up I changed my Pj's and walked to "my room". I wouldn't actually call "my room" since its actually a closet. Small dark, cold, windowless closet.

The only things I could fit are one thin small bed, a dresser with One lamp, and a rack of clothes. Arianna calls ME the Selfish One. Each night I have to use a jacket when I sleep. The nights are freezing cold, one blanket isn't even enough for me.
Finished at studying and cleaning wipe me out. I lay-ed down on my bed and dreamt about what happened thirteen-years-ago.

[p.s. Mina (Snow)is sixteen and her dream is when she was only three]


~Snow's dream~




-In the hospital-

"MOOMMMYY!!" I yelled running towards mom who was laying in a hospital bed.

"Mina, how are you?" Mom said weakly. She look paler than usual. I was worried.

"I'm finee, mummy is cancer hurting youu?" I asked. Of course I knew cancer was hurting mommy. My mom just muttered her lips to talk to dad quietly. Even how quietly they muttered words from their lips, I still know what they were saying.

Mom: Why did you tell Mina?

Dad: Its fine. Its not like she actually knows what cancer is.

Mom: Ok, I just don't want her to get hurt.


Does dad think I'm that stupid?! At age of three, I already know everything like a college student. I was a very smart kid. When my parents were done, both of them stare at me and put on fake smiles. If your asking how my mother die. No, its not because of cancer.


-3 days later-


My mom was out of the hospital. We were back in the house, happily a family again. But not for long. Friday, August 14 which is my mom's death date. That and it was my fourth birthday. The day I would never forget.

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next chapter find out Snow's past and how her mom died. =)


Chapter 3 Dreams and Mermories part 2







That day was unusual, gray dark clouds and without a golden Mr.Sun. I wanted the sun out

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