♥ CHAPTER FORTY''NINE.♥

Elisabeth.

Sunlight radiates and hits my face, making me wake up. I groan a little at completely forgetting to close the curtain. I let out a yawn and sit up in bed, stretching my body. I pull out my phone to check the time and it's half past ten. Did I sleep that much?

I'm really tired from the walk I took with Dylan yesterday. If he hadn't been an asshole yesterday, I would have fucked him for sure.

I get out of bed and head to the bathroom, still yawning some more. I check my hair in the mirror and maybe I want to dye it and cut the ends.

My thoughts fly by, and for a moment I imagine becoming pregnant with them one day. How would that look? As it is, I would have a miscarriage, because of all the stress I go through with them.

I wonder how they are after the photo I posted yesterday and I burst out laughing. If I've done what I've done, it's for them to never do what they want with me again. I am a life, I am me and I decide for myself, not them.

After brushing my teeth, I leave the bathroom and change. I pick a real dress that reaches my thighs and I make a point of not wearing shorts, the dress is short and fits well on the body.

When I'm done, I leave the room, walking quietly down the hall. I go downstairs and walk towards the kitchen, seeing a lady cooking.

'' Good morning. “I get her attention.

“Oh, good morning, miss. '' Answer, gentle.

'' You don't have to call me that, you can call me Elisa. '' I smile.

'' Ah… So that's okay, Elisa.

'' What is your name? I inquire, sitting down on the bench and propping my elbows on the counter.

'' My name is Rose. '' Answer, all shy.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Rose. I say, showing her that I'm not a bad person.

“Oh, what would you like to eat?” '' question, going to the stove.

“Um, I love pancakes with chocolate sauce.

She nods her head in agreement and soon starts preparing the pancake batter.

I sigh, looking around, feeling the house emptier than usual.

"Rosa, can you tell me where they are?" '' I wanted to say those useless ones, but I don't want to get into trouble.

'' Oh, they left early to work at their companies.

I shook my head.

'' Companies?

I thought they were just mobsters, not businessmen.

“Yes, they have several companies here and in New York.

“Wow, I didn't even know that.

Hence the comment “we spend and earn twice as much”. Bunch of slutty bourgeois.

'' Here. '' She serves me the pancakes and puts the chocolate sauce on top.

'' Oh! You have a very good face. I start to eat and sigh. "This is very delicious, Rose!" Really good, congratulations.

She smile.

'' I'm very happy about that, sir… I mean, Elisa. “I ended up laughing about it.

We laugh together.

“You'll get used to it.

When I finish eating, I go to the movie theater, in doubt about which movie to choose, there are many options. I keep looking until I find Fantastic Beasts: Secrets of Dumbledore. I love this saga, especially Newt. He is so beautiful! I'm completely in love with the actor who plays him.

I sit in the armchair and soon the film starts to run. The hours pass quickly and I only divert my focus from the movie when I hear some loud noises outside.

Sounds like an argument, and since I'm curious, I'm going to see what's going on. I sneak into the living room and see a woman arguing with the five.

'' What's going on here? I ask seriously and several pairs of eyes fall on me.

The woman turns around and I'm amazed at how beautiful she is. Like, really beautiful. Until… wait! Your features are very similar to mine. Blonde, with very light blue eyes, hair in a natural blonde tone and almost at the height of mine, a thin body, just like mine.

“So this bitch you traded me for?” Is that why they broke up with me after five years? she says angrily.

I swallow hard.

Wait a minute, they said they haven't been with anyone in that time!

'' As? I inquire, confused and turn to them. “You told me you hadn't been with anyone while I was in a coma. '' My tone comes out calm, even more than expected, but I feel like I'm going to explode at any moment.

“Angel…” Christopher mutters, but is interrupted by the bitch.

'' They were with me for those five years and they told me they didn't have anyone, so they joked a lot...

"Shut the fuck up, asshole!" Dylan cuts her in half, screaming and making her flinch.

'' No! “I get their attention. “She's right to be mad that you lied to her and you lied to me. They had the nerve to tell me that they weren't with anyone, that they were waiting for me. You know, as I said at the hospital, I wouldn't blame you if you'd found someone else, because, before the accident, we had nothing and I was also discredited by the doctors. Normal to move on. But you couldn't have fooled her. They had no right to lie to me! Be honest with me, damn it! I wipe the tears streaming down my cheek. “Why did they do that? Why didn't they tell me the truth? My voice remains calm.

Silence.

They don't respond.

"Why the fuck did they lie?" I yell this time and again they don't say anything. '' It was a big mistake of mine to accept coming here with you, in fact, I was wrong to trust. How can you be honest with me if you want to keep me in private prison? '' I turn my back and run towards the garden.

I run so hard until I find the gate, but the security guard is ahead of me.

“Where are you going, miss?” '' His tone is serious.

For the fuck you, damn it!

'' Leave '' I walk past him without answering and walk aimlessly away.

Why would they do this to me again? They only know how to lie, they don't have a shred of honesty. How do they want me to stay with them like this, lying to me all the time? They're a bunch of motherfuckers! They think I don't have feelings, is that it? Those bastards.

I feel something drip onto my shoulder and I look up. I sigh and get more and more soaked. I stare at the ground and keep walking, not caring about the rain. Soon, I spot a deserted square and I sit down, covering my face, unable to stop crying.

I cry so hard I scream in frustration.

Why do they only make me suffer?

I hate lies. More than anything in this life. I hate them for betraying me and making me feel like such an idiot. I'm an idiot. Hate to love them all.

I cry again, not caring about the storm, not caring about anything else.