Steph Averyの小説

BRANDON “Dr Gascon?” I called her name softly from behind. Madison and Terri had pointed her out to me amidst the crowd. The woman turned and shocked me with her striking blue eyes and a perfect heart-shaped face. “You are?” My heart stopped beating for a full minute, or perhaps it beat too fast, I could not tell which. I looked into her eyes and into the soul of a woman I had not forgotten five years since I had last seen her. “You are Dr Gascon?” I asked, simply shocked. She frowned and eyed me like I was some annoying bloke. “What the fuck do you want?” she asked me, her tone bordering on insulting. It was Salma alright, but she was not the way I imagined her to be. She had evolved into this beautiful successful woman standing in front of me. What happened to karma? She was meant to be suffering somewhere filled with regrets for the pain she caused me years ago but she was… she was the fucking goddess of the medical world in the entire country. “I… this was a mistake,” I s

Five Years Later Salma“Leona is doing great at school,” Mrs Higgins, my daughter’s kindergarten teacher praised my little one, “in fact, I believe she is a bit advanced for her class.” That surprised me. I expected Leona to be smart, after all she had the genes of two people who had graduated summa cum laude from medical school. “I have a feeling there is more?” The look on the teacher's face prompted me to ask. “Well,” she began, “there are special programs for children like her.”I frowned. “Children like her?” “She is too smart for kindergarten,” Mrs Higgins stated bluntly, “there is nothing more we can teach her.” I looked at my toddler, who was playing with the other children with a cheerful disposition. She looked perfectly normal as she skipped hoops and jumped around. “But she's so happy here,” I moaned, looking at the glee on Leona's face. I loved that she was considered a child genius but I was reluctant to change schools. My phone rang at that moment, breaking my

Salma I could only read hatred in his eyes. There was no other emotion towards me in them. I stumbled out of the room in a daze and drove back home. Perhaps it was because my vision was blurry from the tears but I did not notice that my family's hunda was parked right outside. I walked to my room like a zombie but when I pushed the door, I saw my parents in the middle of the room with only an expression of fury marked on their faces.I knew what it was they were angry about already. Their faces echoed their reason loudly—they had discovered the pregnancy test strips. They knew I was pregnant. I did not get the chance to open my lips to explain. My father's large hands reverberated across my face with a loud thud. “You fucking cunt!” he thundered, “how dare you?” The slap made me stagger backwards and immediately made me feel dizzy. I wanted to faint and I needed to throw up. But my father was not done. He took a step towards me and raised his hands to hit me again, only this time

Salma The two stripes on the stick made my hands shake. I knew what they meant and still I picked up the small pack it had come in to read it for myself again.I was pregnant. I shook my head vigorously as though willing the second line to blur away. When it did not, I took the tenth pregnancy test kit I had bought and tried to pee over the stick, but I was all dried up. “Salma! You’ve been in there for ages,” I heard my mother scream, “come on out. We're going to be late for your father's thing.” My heart beat faster than usual due to the anxiety within me. I looked around my bathroom, and sure enough, it was a mess. What would happen if I told my parents about the pregnancy? I bit my lower tongue so hard it drew blood. I needed a plan but first I had to get rid of my mother and get out of attending some paparazzi shoot for my father. I cleared my throat and shouted, “Can I just stay home? My period just came. I've got cramps.” I could imagine my mother rolling her eyes behind

Salma He was my best friend and also the sexiest valedictorian I had ever laid my eyes on. He was perfect—tall with green eyes that made me feel like I could swim in them for hours; lips that held all my secrets except the one that weighed heavily on me; a gait that could carry all of me without a groan. “Salma?” He called my name in a singsong voice that made me feel dreamy. I cleared my throat. The words were stuck in my throat. “I… I…” I stuttered, “Congratulations on becoming valedictorian.” Brandon furrowed his eyes. He had expected more, but he only smiled, “Thank you.” Coward. My inner voice rang in my head. I wanted to say the words. More than anything, I wanted to tell him how much I loved him but I could not bring myself to say the words. I watched him walk away, his graduation gown swaying well above his ankles. I took my seat on the podium and waited for the ceremony to start. “She’s such a snob,” I heard my stepsister whisper to her friend, Marilyn, behind me. T