Filed to story: A Girl Nobody Wanted Book by SansaR
I got up and collected a backpack from the floor.
I saw a cup on the nearby table from the flashlight of my phone.
It was a Hot Chocolate and it was hot… I looked everywhere in the room to see who kept this cup right here. but nobody was there. Whoever kept it here should have left not long ago. There was a small note stick to the cup.
“Drink and Smile,” the note said.
I groaned. Is someone try to do a prank on me? It is usual they give this kind of surprise to me, which put me in trouble later.
Then suddenly my phone vibrated notifying a new message.
It was from an unknown number. “Hope you enjoy your favorite drink. Don’t worry this is not a prank. Go home safely”
I almost dropped my phone with surprise. Who the hell is this? How Does He or She know hot chocolate is my favorite drink?
So is this not a prank for real? Or have they gone to a totally new level of pranks?
I took the cup in my hand and smell it. It smells heavenly and I remembered I haven’t eaten anything since morning.
I took a small sip and God it was so delicious…
“Thank you for the nice surprise. It is delicious. But may I know who you are?” I replied back while walking towards the elevator with the half-empty cup in my hand.
After coming out of university, I again fell into the same dilemma. What should I do now? Should I just forget everything and go home? Or where should I stay? at a bus stop? station? where? Without even knowing I get on to the bus to go home.
Three of them were talking about random things and watching TV when I entered.
“Where the hell you were? We had to order food since you didn’t prepare dinner. you fuc**** useless bi***” mom shouted when she saw me.
I didn’t tell anything and directly walked to my room.
After taking a quick wash I sat near my table. I was not sleepy at all. And my mind was filled with a lot of thoughts.
Then my phone vibrates.
A new message from the unknown number. I opened the message with my fingers shaking, I really wanted to know who is this.
“You may get to know at the right time. Until that, you can call me whatever the name you prefer. Good Night Princess”
Princess…. tears filled in my eyes. This is the first time in my life someone called me Princess… I know it is just a kind gesture. And some anonymous messenger called me princess nothing big about that. But My life is only filled with sorrows and tears, so this small thing… it felt so pleasant in my heart. And for the first time in my life, I felt special…
Next morning I woke up a bit late. So I hurried to the kitchen to make breakfast.
I saw dad coming to the kitchen when I was pouring some pancake mixture to the pan.
“Good morning Dad…” I greeted him as always, though I knew he will never greet me back.
“Mom lost her job,” he said in a dull voice sitting on the kitchen chair.
“What” the spoon which I was holding dropped to the floor. I couldn’t believe what he said. My mom r job?
“They fired her day before yesterday,” he said pouring some milk to his mug.
“But why? she works so hard” I know my mom doesn’t love me, she even wanted to kill me when I was filled with tears for my mom.
“I am in the process of finding a new job for her. Until that You have to bear whatever the thing she sa I nodded my head slightly.
“Prepare something for lunch and keep it in the fridge… hunger makes her even angrier…” he said afte “Okay… dad”
“finish up your work quickly and go… and don’t return home until I come back from work,” he said lea I stared at the direction he left for a few seconds. My dad has never talked to me casually and kindly come to my rescue. So it was so unlikely of my dad to stop my mom from beating me.
My mom should be in a totally violent mood right now so that even dad is worried about what she wil Anyway, the last thing I wanted to do was facing my mom alone, so I hurried up finished making break
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I missed my usual bus to the university. I woke up late, then had to prepare lunch as well, so no wond
kes her job and she always feels proud of her work. So losing her job… it should be so hard for her… But she works really hard… so how come she lose her
fetus. Still, she is my mom… I had no one else in the world other than these three people, no matter how evil they treat me, they are my family. My eyes were I misheard him or he actually sounds empathetic towards me?
g the last sip from his mug.
e kitchen.
s. He may be feeling guilty about what happened yesterday. No matter how harshly one of them beat me or scold me, the rest of them has never tried to
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nd prepared some pasta for my mom’s lunch.
ssed the bus.
I saw Shane was driving his car to the university when I was impatiently waiting for the next bus. He sa… as well, he gave me a crooked smile and drove away. Shane always goes to the university by car, but not even for a single day he gives me a ride. I had just 15 minutes left for my first lecture. I knew I am not going to make it on time if I wait for the next bus. But I had no other options either, I had only the bus fare with me.
I got into the bus and took a seat praying there will be no traffic so I could go to the university as soon as possible.
It normally takes 10 minutes to reach the university by bus, so I took my phone out to check my emails.
I had one unread message from the same unknown number.
I felt my heart stopped for a second. I opened the message with my shaking fingers.
“Good morning Princess”
So it is not just a one-time kind gesture. Is he really going to text with me? like all other people really do?
Did I just use the word “He”, so am I sure it is a “He”, not a “She”? I think it should be because deep down my heart I felt so…
Believe me, he is the first person in my entire life who text me just for some casual reason.