EVADNE
Being friends with Evelynne Zyraelle was not something I'd have dreamed of at all. She was wealthy and way up there and me, well I was way down there. I felt a bit excited, I am looking forward to seeing what kind of a friend she is. It would be nice if our bond becomes beautiful and strong.
I looked around at Evelynne's garden. It was beautiful. The entrance from the gate was
breathtaking. The variety of trees all over, it was like a little forest except I couldn't afford to get lost. Trying to sneak in through the high walls was in my opinion very stupid and embarrassing but I was too determined to get away from Saint so I didn't think of anything else, not even the consequences.
When the guard found me and pointed the gun at me I was scared but mostly excited. It felt like I was the heroine of some movie and I'd just been caught trying to save my hero and they were going to kill me after finding out that they had my hero. The guard was scary and I anticipated getting shot. I was curious as to how painful a bullet felt. It was my dream to get shot, you know the dramatic effect in my boring life.
I imagined my first bullet, going through my chest catching me off guard and I screamed or ran out of breathe and time slows to me slowly falling on my knees then my husband running to me and in that moment he is shocked, he holds me into his arms and pleads with me to stay up but my eyes give up and close.
Then he carries me to the hospital and the doctor's tell him I've sunk into a coma and I might not live. My husband stays by my side mourning my absence….
Little girl
Little girl
Little girl
Little girl? No that doesn't sound right, my husband would call me something sweet and out of the ordinary not
"Little girl! "
I snapped out of my imagination and here in front of me was the bodyguard. I looked at my surroundings again and I was at the gate. The guy seemed annoyed by my mere presence. I smiled at him hoping he'd return the gesture but he kept his face hard like a stone statue.
As much as I wanted to stick my tongue out at him, that would be rude and so I decided against it.
The man led me out and immediately closed the electronic gate. The two guards who were standing outside were also standing like built in sculptures. I could greet them with a smile and walk away but sure enough they'd ignore me and pretend I didn't exist.
I went around the house to get my skateboard and thanked the heavens that it was still there untouched. Do rich neighborhoods even have thieves? I got on my skateboard and rode it home. Along the way I regretted going to that neighborhood.
By car I would have been there in two hours but by foot it took four hours. I looked into the pocket on my hoodie and the only cash I have on me is €10, a cab would cost me €25. What thehell was I thinking about skateboarding all the way to this area. I stopped by a fueling station that was 45 minutes away from Mrs Evelynne's mansion.
I took my phone out and scrolled through my contacts contemplating if I should ask Alexander to come fetch me.
Or I could ask Laila to hire a cab for me, no I can't do that, what if she doesn't have money.
What if she thinks I only agreed to be friends with her only for her money? Or benefits.
I sat on my skateboard and pressed on Alex's contact. I stared at it considering what could go wrong. What could go wrong was the fact that I went to Saint's house even though we broke up and Alex doesn't really like Saint. Or at least I thought so.
They're of the same status so what if they were secretly friends behind my back. No, what the hell was I thinking? I closed my eyes after pressing the call button.
After a few rings he finally picked up.
"Hi Eva. How are you?"
"Hi Alex. Uhm I'm kind of fine but I need your help."
"with…. ?"
"promise you won't be mad at me first."
"if you did something stupid then I will be mad but I'd have no choice but to help you isn't it."
"Well I went to Saint's house and now I'm stranded in the middle of nowhere. No, in fact it's not the middle of nowhere but I came here on skateboard but now I'm tired and it will take me 3 hours of skating to get back home so I need your help. I can't hire a cab because I only have €10 and I need €25 to get one. I'm really tired, Alex. "
I heard him breathe, probably irritated because I'm in this mess for going to Saint's house.
"I can't come and get you, I have somewhere really important to go and I can't miss it for your silly mistake. Sorry Eva."
'I can fetch her, I don't mind', I heard a distant voice on the phone. After that I couldn't hear anything for a minute and I thought he had cut the call, when I checked it was still on going and I was not on hold either. Did his internet connection fail him?
"my brother will come get you. I'll send you his number, tell him where you are. I need to go. Bye
Eva. "
He cut the call before I could even respond. Next minute there was a notification on my phone, a message from Alexander. I viewed what he had sent from the message bar. It was his brother's phone number.
I remembered how he'd looked at me, how he had inhaled my scent when he hugged me.
Something about him had felt too familiar for someone I had met for the first time.
I messaged the number and didn't have to wait for even 5 seconds to get the response.
I'll come get you.
You know if it's a bother for you, you don't have to come I can skate back home
No matter how busy I am princess, if you need me I'll leave whatever work I have just to come get you.My heart fluttered on its own accord. I don't know how people felt nothing when a guy called them sweet names because my stupid heart would dance at a mere ant calling me sweetheart or something.
I seriously need to stay away from this Angelo guy or else I'll fall for him then I'll get my heart broken when he doesn't like me. I'll stick to loving Saint, I'm not taking another risk.
After sitting with boredom for 5 minutes I walked around the area I was in until I found a park near a lake. How is it fair that these rich people have such a lovely park and ours isn't even close.
There were kids running around all over some of their parents sitting in the little cafe that was there. Could I even afford any of the food they had.
I took my phone with fake confidence and typed a message to Angelo where I was borrowing his money. Why would he borrow a total stranger money? Well I'm Alexander's friend for starters I won't run away with the money. I'll pay him back.
I'm really sorry but can I please borrow money from you? I'm really hungry but the surrounding shops are expensive and I'm sure the cafe here is expensive too. I bet I won't even find a slice of plain cake for €10. Please, I'm really hungry. I'll pay it back in full. I sent the text but then looking at it, it sounded cringe and well. No no I couldn't do that. I'd rather starve myself than embarrass myself like that. I wish Mrs Evelynne had given me more food. I should have stayed in her house and waited for Angelo there. But no, that would be disrespectful and clingy.
I deleted the text for everyone and sent him my live location then I put away my phone. I
watched the kids running around. They were cute, free and didn't give a care in the world. The clothes they wore I was certain were expensive even if they were for playing around. Do I want that kind of life for myself?
I sat near a large willow tree and admired its leaves. It seemed to stretch up to the sky, letting the light come through in shafts through a canopy of green leaves, and long skinny branches joined together to make a green umbrella. It had different shades of green, with the sun teasing in and out of the branches, and leaves creating yet more beautiful hues.
A little girl ran to where I was sitting and stood in front of me. She was wearing a blue matching two piece set, a trouser that had floral realistic attachments to them and the shirt had loose flowers of the same design hanging on her shoulders. Her hair was tied high up in a ponytail and she had soft pinkish peach skin. She had heart shaped lips and chubby cheeks.
"Why is your skin dirty? Were you playing with mud like all the kids?"
Evadne, "uhm, it's not dirty. It's my actual skin color. I was born with it."
"Really. You must be so sad. I'm sorry for calling it dirty. Does it hurt?"
Evadne, "does what hurt?"
"your skin. Does it hurt? Is it soft or hard? Can I please feel it?"
Evadne, "of course."
She walked slowly and steadily to me, her hands hanging on the air elegantly as if she was wearing a ballgown. Her fingers were also coordinated in a precise angle. She looked like she was trained for obedience, submission, order and most importantly perfection. She gently got on her knees exuding so much elegance I thought it would suffocate me before she even touched my skin.She lifted her hands and reached for my skin. Her chubby soft hands gently stroked my cheek and she stared at me with fascination. Her other hand went on my head, she slid her hands into my hair and her rubbing and stroking of my hair made me feel relaxed.
"What's your name sweetie?"
"Odette."
Evadne, "wow, lovely name kid. You know I used to watch barbie a lot. There was a part where Barbie was the swan princess and she was turned into a swan. She could only become her true self at night. It's a lovely story. Have you ever heard of it? "
She bowed her head and I caught a glimpse of her sad face, pouty lips, tears forming in her eyes and wide eyes.
Evadne, "what's wrong dear?"
Odette, "I've never watched cartoons, I'm not allowed to watch them. "
Not allowed to watch them. She's just a kid, cartoons are all they should watch.
Evadne, "why aren't you allowed to watch them?"
Odette, "Daddy said that cartoons are for poor people who have nothing to do with their life's and ruin their kids life's by letting them watch cartoons."
Evadne, "cartoons are for everyone, rich, poor, young, old it doesn't matter. "
Odette, "I'm going to be a mafia princess so I shouldn't be weak or childish. I should be mature and responsible. It's my duty. "
"You're too young to be mature. They're taking your childhood away from you."
Odette, "I need to go before mom finds me with you."
Without another word she turned and walked away. How could they do that to a little child?
She's probably only five and they're training her for a life she doesn't even have a right to
choose from.