The Devil's Cure

Chapter2

Heleina’s POV

        ‘f**k that hurts!’ I tasted some blood in my mouth which I wiped with my shirt. I glared at the door they left open. A smirk slowly crept my lips.

        My face tingled with pain but I found amusement seeing that witch baring her true self and fuming with anger.

        Don’t get me wrong, I am not a masochist but I have been used to them maltreating me and I would prefer that than the fake concern she showed me earlier.  

         I went to the bathroom and cleaned up. I practically lived in the attic after Jenny claimed my room for herself and Laura took the initiative to “keep the other 2 guest rooms clean and ready for unexpected guest”, which we never had. My father only nodded in agreement and said it’s good for me to have a space of my own since I liked to be alone.

        I am thankful though that I have my own bathroom here. I don’t have to go downstairs and cross paths with Laura and Jenny. I practically avoided them so as to not make a ruckus because boy they loved to make my life miserable every chance they got!  

         Looking at the handprint Laura left in my left cheek, I felt anger rose from within me. My eyes started to water but I fought it back.

        'No. I’m done shedding tears for them.' I urge myself to feel numb. Inhaling deeply, I calmed myself.

         I’ve endured for so long and I won’t break down now. This year I can finally be free. I’ve waited eight years for this and I won’t ruin it for anything.  

         I reminded myself of my plan and my mood suddenly changed.  

         Since I’m 18 now I can finally live independently. I’ve carefully planned my freedom since I graduated in high school 2 years ago. I’ve applied for a full scholarship at Neville University for Science and Research in Area A and was only waiting for the admission letter so I can enroll for college. I’ve secured a job in a cafe near the boarding house I’ll be staying in. I have saved enough money for my expenses until I get my salary.

        The only thing left to do is hand over my resignation letter to my boss on my current part-time job as a bookkeeper, and I can finally bid this miserable life goodbye!

        Tomorrow I’m finally free! That thought gave me the strength to surpass each day just like it did now.  

         I took a quick bath and after brushing my teeth, I changed to my jeans and shirt ready to start the day. It’s almost 7 in the morning and I have to prepare breakfast before I can leave for my part-time job.  

         I glanced at the dress on my bed and laughed to myself. It’s my birthday yet instead of a new dress, I got a hand me down one for a gift. But hey I could’ve sworn this was one of the few times they’ve been nice to me, or at least pretended to be. They’re only like this when they need something from me.  

         Speaking of which, I wonder what they’re up to? Why the sudden interest in my birthday and what was that Jenny said? She won’t be seeing me after tonight? Does she know of my plan to leave? I don’t feel good about this.

        A sound from a car took my attention. ‘It’s, dad. It seemed he is only coming in now after he hurried back to his office after receiving a call from his boss,’ I thought.

        I hurriedly finished setting up the table and cleaned up the sink. Then I grabbed my wallet and phone at the counter and left through the back door.

        I plugged my headphones as I exited. I had to do this or else my head will burst with all the sound around me since I had sensitive ears.

        As I walked through the street, I thought of my father and our awkward relationship.