To effectively communicate, we must realize that we are all different in the way we perceive the world and use this understanding as a guide to our communication with others ~Anthony Robbins Getting through the weekend had been very tough for me, no sooner had I gotten home from school that I got another flare up and I had to be rushed to the hospital. The doctor said the flare up had occurred because of something I had taken earlier and that made my mother furious, she had warned me on several occasions that I shouldn’t take anything I knew was a hazard to my health but here I was doing the opposite and that was not only inconveniencing my life but hers as well. She went on and on for hours on how I was being irresponsible and that was taking a toll on her work and social life. She already had to stay away from work to take care of me when I had been admitted and now this. “I’m sorry mum.” I mumbled. “Your apology isn’t enough!” She exclaimed. “You need to be more careful, you’r

“The real lover is a man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.”– Marilyn Monroe"What kind of A+ student skips lessons?" Raphael's voice reached my ears and I internally groaned, I wanted to be left alone. "Leave her alone." Emilia warned before opening her arms in an attempt to give me a hug but I was quick to move away. "Please don't touch me." I mumbled pulling onto the long sleeves of the grey and black hoodie I had worn, it was quite warm outside but because of the terrible red patches on my skin I had to cover myself up. She looked hurt by my words but still took a step away from me and thankfully didn't speak about it. "Isn't someone in a mood?" Raphael commented. "A sour one at that." Leo spoke. "Come on babe, she clearly doesn't want you here." He added while glaring at me. "It’s great to see that you're alright now." She told me with a small smile. "I'll see you around." With that she waved and her and Leo w

When you realize nothing is lacking, the whole world belongs to you. ~Lao TzuRaphael As I moved around the big elegantly decorated hall filled with prominent people I couldn’t help but loath my sister even more for putting me in this position. It had been a whole week and I had been doing everything my father had demanded of me, I had attended almost every meeting and because of that I had skipped a few classes, I never even got to see Lyra and that didn’t sit well with me.“Smile.” My stepmother whispered and I rolled my eyes at her.“Go bother someone else mother.” I spat bitterly. I had never fancied this woman and if it were up to me she would have been out of my father’s house long ago.“Your father will not be hap-”“I’ve been doing your husbands bidding since before you came into our lives, I know exactly what is demanded of me, you need to back the hell off.” I whispered back rather harshly. Her chestnut eyes burned with fury but she said nothing, instead, she just curled h

Each man has a built in kind of resentment against any kind of authority. ~Major Reisman [The Dirty Dozen]My blood run cold as the words left his mouth and his eyes bore into mine with a mix of different emotions flashing through them. I could tell he was thinking but couldn’t quite find the words to ask what exactly without triggering me. Quickly I tried to pull my arm out of his hold but he wasn’t having it.“Is it Marcus?” The question flew past his lips following a growl.“What, no.” I finally managed to pull my arm away and take a step away from him.That didn’t sit well with him because he took a step forward.“Just tell me, is it him or any of the guys at school.” He told me and I couldn’t believe his words.“No.” I retorted.“Then why the hell do you have bruises on your arm!” He whisper yelled narrowing his eyes at me. “Your neck too! Geez Lyra who the hell is hurting you!”My head was now spinning, the headache intensifying as I thought of a response that was anything apar

Take a chance! All life is a risk. The man who goes the furthest is generally the one who is willing to do and dare. ~Dale CarnegieLyra “Hey.” Raphael said as he put his bag on the table and slid into the booth.“You’re late Raphael.” I frowned.“I’m sorry, I had a lot to do.” I sighed running a hand though his already messy hair.“You’re lucky my driver won’t be here until later.” I grumbled.“I’ll make it up, promise.” He told me and I rolled my eyes.“Whatever.”He called the waitress over and she happened to be the same one from the first time we came here.“Hi.” She greeted in a flirty tone but he didn’t seem to pay her any mind, his eyes were glued to his phone.“Raphael.” I cleared my throat.Looking up quickly, his eyes met mine for a brief second before I shifted mine to the waitress standing beside me, he followed my gaze.“Oh, right, a black coffee please and a strawberry green smoothie.” He told her and she noted everything down.“Anything else?” She asked leaning to hi