BLAZE

CONFRONTATIONS

Abria

The clouds in the big blue sky clustered and indicated the arrival of a storm. It won’t be a lie if I say that this doesn't temptate me enough to crumble everything I can lay my hands on. The surge of getting my revenge was tearing me apart but all these revelations were breaking me from the inside. Following the misery out of life, I forget the face of my own identity. When I expected to be loved and pampered, I was thrown deeper into the pit of hatred.

No matter how much it means to be strong, I know that I am weak. Even if it meant to fall apart, I won't be going to fall alone. I will bring everyone with me, either heaven or hell. A part of me was curious to know more about this place and it’s people but another part wants to escape and leave all of this behind.

The only hope that gathered me together is now broken. I one i thought I would fall in love, he turned out to be a half sibling. I cannot trust myself anymore because everytime i do, I get betrayed badly. Wiping the tears again, I got up from the dark corner of a tower and went out with my head up, not letting my crown fall.

I was confident because I went out to hunt for the answers and I know where I can find them. The queen, she will give me all of my answers. It didn’t take me too ,ong to follow her. She was sitting in her study, looking through some documents when I knocked softly on the door.

Her gaze went up to me and she smiled widely at me. Oh well, that smile made me feel disgusted. I rolled my eyes internally but pretended to be fine on the outside.

“Abria? Is everything alright? Do you need any help?” She showed concern to me.

“Can I get inside?” I asked her while looking and observing the inside of her study room.

“Yes, of course..” She opened the door wide and gestured to me to get inside.

I got to the couch and sat down. My fingers were fidgeting and I can say that I was nervous. It didn’t go unnoticed by her and she sat right beside me.

“What is bothering you?” she asked straight away.

My eyes widened on the fact how easily she caught that i am stressed out by something. I maintained my calm demeanour and sighed loudly before turning to her. I can see her eyes sparkling like a crystal. Though her features were unique and sharp, they held softness in them.

“Is that true that Dwyn is my brother? I mean, my half brother?” I asked while staring down.

She was silent and put her hand on my shoulder.

“Yes… he is your half brother, Abria…” she admitted it and I was cursing myself from the inside.

I looked back to her, “how? How could this be possible?”

“Possible? I don’t get it… can you explain what is bothering you?” she was staring into my eyes and somewhere it made me fear her powers.

“I mean, we both have different fathers so how are twins?”

She was utterly silent from the surface but I knew there was a battle going on inside of her mind. Her silence was the answer but still wanted to hear that from her mouth.

“That pregnancy was different…”

“Or the difference was the fathers… What was that? Double dating or something???” I got up and slammed aggressively.

I heard someone getting inside and it frustrated me to the core.

“What the hell is happening?” The hot red head was here, again.

“Abria… give me a chance to explain it to you… this is not what you think… I had a reason…” she was stammering..

“Reasons for what? You were whoring around the kingdom and then you had the audacity to explain yourself? I can’t believe that you are my mother….” I jabbed at her.

“Abria… that’s enough… you are talking to the queen…” Daphne interrupted and went crazy at me.

I turned to glare at her like she will say another word to me and I won't hesitate to make it her last. However, the queen grabbed her arm and dragged her back. Daphne looked cluelessly at the queen, so did i.

“Silver?” she whispered.

“If you don’t want to call me your mother, then don’t. I won’t force you to accept reality this way. You need more time to accept everything. Let me know if you need to know anything else?” she was calm like a deep ocean and it bothered me.

I was here for a fight but she didn’t give me any chance. So I stomped and was about to leave, but before that, I turned to look at her, “don’t you ever think that I will accept you… this whole thing makes sense why dad separated from you. Now I understand why he never wanted me to learn about you and your existence. It was all to keep me safe from an unworthy, ungrateful, and undeserving w***e. Unfortunately, you are my birth giver and I can’t erase this. Still, you are just an unwanted person in my life…” I finished what I wanted to say before I slammed the door and left the room.

The moment I left the room, the guilt overcame me and I felt so regretful for saying those words. I shouldn’t be so rude to her But I couldn't help myself. Every time I see her smiling at me, my mind plays a picture of my father crying for her. I remembered everything, how dad used to smile when he was dying inside. He used to sleep with regrets every night. All this makes me sad and depressed, and I wanted to make her suffer for everything she did. I don’t care if dad has forgiven her or not, but I will not forgive her. I want to smudge that smile on her face. After destroying me and my father internally, this woman has the audacity to live luxurious life under a roof.

She made my life hell because of her impulsive and baseless decisions, dad has to take me away from this place, hiding me from her. He had been through a lot with a baby beside him. He raised me alone while working three jobs at a time. He always skipped the weekends to make money for our living. I have seen him struggling through the times. Anyway, I will never let those harsh moments die so peacefully. I will take my revenge for letting us live like traitors all these years. And if she thinks she can be my mother from the bottom of her heart, I will prove her wrong. so wrong that she never think of admitting me as her own child.