Kara stared at the picture one more time before she gave back the phone.
"I think you can see at what extreme I am talking about, Mrs. Douglas," the man said, as she stared at Roseline, who was still crying. There must be a good explanation for this. She knows her daughter. She would never do this. And she trusts her a lot.
"I am sure, sir, there must be a good explanation for this. I trust my daughter; she couldn't do something like this." The woman said that, and a knock came afterwards, cutting them off.
"Come in," the principal said.
A woman stepped in, looking influential from her head to her feet. She looked like the wife of the mayor. She looked very rich and noble. She stared at the people in the office and even looked at her son, who was there with his head low. She wondered what her son had done now. She sighed and beamed out a smile to them all.
"Mr Hemsworth?" She called as the principal stood up with a smile. Kara couldn't help but scoff. Now she could guess that this matter wasn't absolutely her daughter's fault. With a mother like this, her son must also be like this. Those rich boys who wouldn't think twice about taking advantage of the girls because they knew they were rich and could afford everything But not to jump to conclusions, she had to wait.
"Mrs. Desmond, please take a seat," the principal said, as she stared at the seat and the woman beside it before sitting.
"What has Lucian done?" I am sure it was not his fault," the woman got to her conclusion as Kara and her daughter widened their eyes. What was this woman saying?
"Please take a look at this," the principal said, giving the woman the phone to take a look at also.
Mrs. Desmond just took a glance at it and returned it to the owner.
"So? I am sure my son wasn't at fault here. I am sure it was the girl who tried to take advantage of him because he is rich. She wished to benefit from him because he is the heir of the Desmonds' properties; everything the Desmonds own would soon belong to him. And what was the girl thinking? She wanted to take off from him." the woman accused with a scoff, and Kara widened her eyes in shock. What the hell was this idiot woman saying? What sort of accusation was that?
"What nonsense are you saying, Mrs. Desmond?" You didn't even investigate well and say good things about this matter; you just judged. What gave you the right to accuse my daughter of what I know my daughter didn't do?" Kara snapped at her angrily.
"Oh, so she is her mother. Well, I can't blame her. The daughter must have gotten her wayward attitude from her mother. I am sure both mother and daughter would have planned this; there's no doubt about that." She rolled her eyes, accusing Kara too.
"Excuse me!!" Kara snapped at her.
"Excuse me too. I am also sure my son wouldn't do such a thing. (I turned to the principal, who was speechless and unable to say anything to the two adults.) If I asked my son, he would tell the truth. And I am sure my son is innocent, right, Lucian?" She questioned the boy, who lifted his head slowly to look at his mother. His mother was wrong, but he wouldn't take it when he spoke the truth about this matter. He would be punished so much that he would wish to die. So he lowered his head, letting his mother say everything she had to say.
"Okay, this is a big offense, ma'am. And I really want the truth to set this off."
"Then the real culprit should be expelled from the school. Her daughter should have taken advantage of my son. So she should be the one to be expelled.'
"What in the world are you saying, Mrs. Desmond?" Kara yelled at her.
"Exactly the truth. This is the way this matter can be settled. And I trust my son; he wouldn't do such a thing."
"And I also trust my daughter on this; she can't and wouldn't do such a thing." Kara fired back.
"Okay, okay, to clear this case, let's ask the boy, shall we?" The principal asked as they all turned their gazes to Lucian, who still had his head bowed.
"Lucian, were you the one who took advantage of her without her, or was she?"
"I didn't," Lucian replied, cutting the principal off. Roseline raised her head to look at him in shock. What?!! But he was the one who first took advantage of her. She didn't do anything. He was lying.
"What?!" Roseline widened her eyes in shock.
"Now there you have it; I know my son can't do such a thing. Now that you have heard from him, My son would never ruin the image of his family at this young age. He is too small for such an accusation. I am sure the thug of her daughter was the one behind it, and that's the real truth."
"No, that's not true. Lucian, why are you lying? Why can't you say the truth?" Roseline questioned, with tears falling from her eyes uncontrollably.
She doesn't know why he was blaming her for what she didn't do. He was lying, and she hates lies. Especially when someone lied to her.
"She was the one who took advantage of me instead. I did nothing wrong. She is the one who is supposed to get punished, not me. I won't do something such as that to spoil my family's reputation," he said softly and gently, like he really wasn't the one at fault.
"Lucian!!" Roseline rose up angrily. She glared at Lucian with tears falling from her eyes. Lucian turned his head to take a glance at her, and seeing that she was crying so hard, he lowered his head in shame. He pitied Roseline, but he cared about himself more. He wouldn't want himself punished by his mother, as she was the most brutal ever. She might send him away or do something bad to him.
I think you all have heard the truth of the matter. That my baby is innocent and your daughter is the real culprit here. He wouldn't do such a thing to spoil his family's image.""Lucian, why are you lying?! Why can't you just say the truth?" Roseline yelled at him angrily. She felt her blood boil, and she felt like eating him alive. She wanted to pounce on him and devour him, as he was nothing but a liar. A cheap, deceitful liar."So you are saying my son is lying, uh?" Mrs. Desmond asked, widening her eyes at her."I am not lying, mother; that's the truth," he said softly, which made Roseline more furious and eager to kill him. She felt she could murder anyone at any time, especially this boy sitting with his head bowed like he never cared. Her blood was boiling with rage as she clenched her fists in anger. Her expression, her face—everything changed drastically as she glared at him like the devil, who would soon destroy everything in no time."Roseline!" Lucian lifts his head to l
Lucian was in the hospital with his mother beside him. The woman was worried about her son's arm, that she had to send him to the VIP ward, specially for him. He needed attention. The heir of the Desmond's needed attention and the doctor had to leave whatever he was doing to come to both mother and son. Lucian school shirt was taken off, and the doctor inspected the wound. He was treating it gently, as he was afraid not to provoke the big woman of the Desmond's family. "you were attacked by a cat?" He asked Lucian, and the boy shook his head in disagreement. He wasn't scratched by a cat, but her. He turned sad again, while the doctor still treated his wound.He felt a sting on his arm, and quickly he closed his eyes in pain. And suddenly the sting turned into intense pain, as he moaned out loud. He was feeling it through his bones, it was extremely painful and he wished for it to go away. The pain began to get intense that he felt his heart beating louder than ever. He screamed out
*some days later* It was Sunday, a day family take a day off from their works. They were all united on this day, as they were busy with one house chore or the other. Roseline was in her room painting, when she suddenly felt the ground shaking. She looked around her room in shock, seeing everything was shaking violently. Was it earthquake? She wondered, before standing up in panic. She had heard so many bad things from people about earthquake. Earthquake wasn't something she wished to see, especially today. She saw her room flung open, then her mother ran in, in panic."Rose!" She called worriedly, having a pale face. She was scared, which made Roseline also scared. "Common Rose. Let's leave now. The house is falling." she quickly said, holding her daughter's hand. Luckily, Roseline was able to grab one of her family pictures and a teddy bear as they both fled their home, including Grandpa. Roseline and her mother finally reached outside, seeing a huge bulldozer pulling down their
Kara held on to her daughter tightly as the three walked out of the car. The monster man, Michael, stood in front of them, then widened his arms, trying to look like a king in front of them."Welcome to my home. My paradise is your hell." He grinned at the three of them. He pointed to the villa, then at Roseline."Such a fearful bastard." He spat at her face. "My twin children would be out at any moment, and believe me, they would both be glad to see you."Roseline gave Michael a death glare, wishing hell for him.She regretted asking her mother about this brutal man. If she had known this type of man was her father, she would have wished death for him."Uh? Why are you staring at me like that little one?" Michael bent down to her level. Roseline wanted to scratch his face, but her mother held tight to her arms and then coveted her face. Only Kara could imagine the kind of torture Roseline wished to give this man. And she was the only one who knew what Roseline could do. No, she could
"Asthma." "Asthma?" Jessica gasped. "Yes. (Scoffed) how could I forget about her disease. That woman can't do without having a good air in her; or she is gonna die." Micheal said, smoking from his tobacco. Jessica smirked to herself, rubbing her chin slowly. 'a little smoke won't hurt.' she thought deviously. "What's on your mind Jessica?" Micheal questioned with interest. "Fun stuffs. Just something really fun." She turned around, leaving the room. Micheal smiled devilishly, placing his leg on the other. He believed his wife would do everything without he even lifting a finger. **The next day* "Let go of me kid!" Berry dragged Roseline towards her mother. "Let go of me!" Roseline tried taking her hand off hers, but the girl never left her alone. She continued dragging her towards the other side of the house. "I am not a kid ugly. And you better come with me and stop struggling." She continued dragging her, until she pushed her on the floor. Roseline fell on someone's feet.
Roseline, her mother, and her grandfather had been doing one thing or another for the past few days. Roseline had thought her so-called father would spare his own father, but she was wrong; he never spared the old man for a second. And the strangest thing she had never seen in that house was Tony's reaction towards her. Sometimes she would see the boy ogling her, and sometimes the boy would just stand by smiling dangerously. It was weird and, at the same time, very strange.Roseline walked towards the attic she and her small family were placed in. Walking inside, she saw someone unexpected sitting by her bed. With her mother's drugs?She ran to him, taking the medicines from him."And why are you here? Why are you on my mother's drugs?" She glared at Tony in annoyance.Tony smirked at her before turning away."Your mom is an asthmatic patient. That's interesting."He walked out of the attic, leaving the girl really confused. What does he mean by that?And her mother's medications! She
A week laterRoseline was In front of her father, staying on her knees. She had been there for a while, waiting for her father to just look at her and have pity.After an hour of kneeling, Michael couldn't take it anymore. He turned his head, staring at the girl in question in annoyance."What?! What do you want exactly, rose?" He yelled at her, but the girl didn't move an inch. This is her mother here. She needed the money before it was too late. Her mother cannot see her here, begging her father, or she might get upset with her."My mother has a disease, and she needs...""That's none of my business." He cuts her off, smoking his tobacco."Please sir. She has a heart disease, and she needs immediate attention," she begged again, almost crying. She had promised herself not to shed a tear in front of this man or his family, but it looked like her eyes were doing otherwise. She just couldn't let her mother die, could she?She had watched her grandfather die; her mother would not die to
A few years later....Roseline locked herself in her room, busy with her computer. She took sip from the juice on the desk, before typing really fast on the computer. "Common." That was the word she kept repeating to herself. "Rose!!" She heard her name down her room, but she never gave up on what she was doing. She continued with her work, applying for something very important. "Rose!" This time, this person calling her was getting closer to her. She quickly paused all she was doing, close her laptop, hiding it well from her. "What are you doing?" She quickly stood up on her feet and turned around to meet the unhappy glares on her. "I was...umm.." she pointed to the drink and the food on her table. "Eating." "Eating uh? Were you pretending not to hear us?" Jessica scowled at her but Agnes didn't even batt an eye as she spoke. "I was mouth full, so I couldn't talk." "Where is my purse?" Jessica got to the point. "I don't know." She shook her head. Why would she know where h