Bound To Be Mine

For the past two days, I’ve been running a fever. I told Mrs. Jane—my stepmother—but she just ignored me, hurling insults instead. Left with no choice, I used half of my savings to buy some medicine. And despite feeling weak, I still had to finish all the house chores, or else…“Anny!! Get your butt over here!!!” Kaylle’s shrill voice rang out as she barged into the kitchen, nearly causing me to lose my balance.“I’m almost done…” I mumbled through clenched teeth, resisting the urge to give her the punch she deserved.“How long does it take you to clean this damn kitchen?!” she screeched, stomping her muddy feet all over the floor I’d just scrubbed clean.Frustration simmered inside me as I watched her destroy my hard work. Kaylle flung open the cabinets with the ferocity of someone just released from prison, grabbed some leftover bread and jam, and devoured it while glaring at me with disdain.Did I mention Kaylle eats like a pig? Well, she does.I decided to slow down my pace, determ

Here's the revised version, written more professionally:*** AT LUNCH ***I quietly packed my books into my worn-out white school bag, ignoring the murmurs and glances from my classmates as they filed out of the room. Some whispered to each other, and others snickered, but I pretended not to notice. I made my way to the cafeteria, grabbed a small salad and a bottle of water, and found an empty seat. I didn’t have many friends, apart from Rilynn Blonca Thompson, the headmistress’s second child. Despite her status, she didn’t carry herself with the same arrogance as most of the others.As I began eating, I noticed Kaylle approaching with her group of friends—her so-called "clique." “Hi, Bella,” Kaylle said as she passed by. She only called me “Bella” when she was in a good mood. I felt a flicker of happiness but quickly suppressed it, not wanting to give her the satisfaction."Eww, she eats like a pig!" one of Kaylle’s friends, Cole, sneered."Pigs eat better than this one," Kaylle rep

********THE FOLLOWING DAY*** A high pitched voice woke me from my wonderful dreamland. “Wake up, Anny!!!” She added more emphatic stress to my name like she was the one who named me.  Even in dreamland, I’ll definitely recognize that voice. It is Mrs. Jane’s. "Oh jeez! I so hate when she did this, disturbing my beauty sleep. But I have no other choice than to get the fuck up! Perhaps, I've never had any beauty sleeps since dad's death." I snapped out of my stupid thought, hissed and stretched my lazy body out of bed.  “Come clean my room, It’s really messy!” She screamed even

Weeks Later. I caught a fever and stayed away from school for a week. I couldn't eat, sit, speak, stand or walk well because I was really sick.  Kaylle and stepmum feared it might be followed by an irritable fever, the terminal kind. So she called Mrs. Aurora, the home doctor to check on me. She prescribed me some drugs that would quickly heal and improve my health. The home doctor told stepmum to let me have a week of absolute rest and eat properly. Mrs. Jane promised to take good care of me in the best way but what surprised me most was that she and Kaylle suddenly became nice to me. Kaylle served me on my bed every breakfast, lunch and dinner. With all of these care, I freaking don't enjoy myself because I wasn't used to it. She even feeds me.

The Next Day... Everyone in school got the video of what happened. One of the girls must have recorded and sent it to others. Students turned to her, side by side in an idiotic manner...but it seemed she's yet to watch the video. We were on our table eating when a junior student burst out laughing (at the video of course, drawing people's attention).Brim annoyingly went to her seat, pulling her hair violently to the centre of the canteen. Other students turned to watch what'll happen to the girl. "What's funny?!" Brim roared at the shivering student. "No...no..thing." She whimpered. "So what made you laugh, fucking moron?!" She barked. Not caring if she was the one that recorded the vi