《The Untamed Mates》Chapter 1
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I inhaled deep as I look in the mirror. I'm not totally happy with the reflection I'm watching but it'll do. Yeah!! when your parents just passed away and you are shifted to another state altogether. it can happen to you too.
I took my satisfaction in the fact that now there is not even a single chance of colliding again. with him. I hate him. He was the one who stole my heart. then broke it into pieces. My parents died collecting those broken pieces he had left. He left me with nothing. If it was not him. my parents would have been alive with me.
'You don't deserve this' he had told me that night in the forest where where we parted.
' I'll do anything Alex. Anything. Please don't leave me.' I remember kneeling infront of him, begging him.
He had looked at me with pity in his red yes. But there was a determination. Firmness of his purpose. Of leaving me.
He too had knelt with me. kissed my forehead saying ' I'm not the one for you Eva. You don't belong in my world.' I had clutched his jacket with all my might.
'What is your world like? I can do anything Alex, Just don't separate me from yourself' I had moaned on his chest.
'I can't tell you anything! But you'll know the truth eventually and you'll understand me. after that I will come back to make you mine forever' With that he was gone.
I still have nightmares of that nights.Our relationship was complicated. He had told me every day that what it will be like when he'll leave me. I never took him seriously. that's why I had suffered the worse. Nothing seems to mean anything anymore for me. My parents tried and tried everything to pull me together again. but even if he had left me, it was like he took everything inside me with him and left the body.
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My condition had became so bad that my mom dad could not leave me alone for a moment even My aunt tried everyday to lift my mood up but I was like a living corpse. My psychiatrist gave me sleeping pills so I can rest. My parents would sit all night in my room looking after me but not even the pills could stop the nightmares to creep in. Whenever I had woken up screaming, my mom tears couldn't stop seeing me like that.
Dad had begged me that 'Love please get better!!, we~ we can't see you like this!!'
But after three weeks. they passed away. they died because of me. Because of my condition.
After that I vowed I will never care for anyone cuz it hurts when they left. I shifted to Northern America with my aunt, She is the only family I have left and the only person I love anymore.
"_"
"EVA!!! Your cab is here!!" Margret > my aunt
I called back "Coming!!!"
I looked back once again in the mirror. my silver-white hair is in a messy bun. My eyes are dark green.
No makeup except my lip gloss. my pale skin glows a lil bit in the white cardigan I'm wearing with yellow blouse and white shorts. I pulled my shoes on.
I might have looked nice if i have slept a little in the past few days. But after my parents death and this decision of aunt to send me Urban academy for the rest of my graduation. It is too much to take in. It's not like Urban academy is bad or something. Duh!! Urban academy is the one of the top academies of the world.
I have read on newsletters that Only Rich and High class peoples can afford such an academy and even they sometimes can't pass the admission test .
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But fates!!! I got accepted in the academy with no efforts. I think they are scared of my aunt or something because it took only one mail from her and a week later my acceptance letter was in my hands.
As for my appearance, it's all I can do right now. I picked my suitcase up and goes downstairs.
As soon as I reached, my aunt took me In a tight hug.
"Don't stress yourself kid. Everything will be fine." she said when we pulled apart.
" I wish the same " I whispered with a weak attempt to smile.
she kissed my hair "You're gonna rock that academy my love. don't forget I will be just a call away from you. if you need anything. your aunt will always be there for you and will always love you!! no matter what." She said
"Thanks, Margret. I love you too. I love you so much." I told her
We said our goodbyes before I sat inside the cab.
To start my new life. I just hope everything will really be fine.
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