I looked at my mother with a scowl. How can she do that!? This woman is insane! I hate her. I really hate her. I glared at her as she smiled innocently at me from across the table. She officially is the worst mother ever.

How can you cook something both of your daughters are allergic to!? Sarina and I were in our room when our mother called us for dinner. For the first time since we were born.

I know. I always said that my mother likes Sarina even more, but for the past week that I have known Sarina, I also found out that my mother treats her the same way she treats me. The only difference is that she fixed my marriage to someone I don't know.

I huffed and got up with a recorded speed, making the chair I was sitting on fall on the floor. My mother smirked at me and I did the most surprising thing a child has ever done to her parents. I took Sarina's hand in mine; making her stand up as I looked back at my mother. I smirked at her. Two can play at this game.

"You really are a great parent for remembering what we are allergic to. So the award of the best parent goes to..." Sarina started with the background music. "The bitch in front of me." I gave her a flat look and walked away, dragging Sarina along.

I'm done with all this. I really am not going to act like a good kid, while they just don't even care about any of the two of us. I'm glad Sarina decided to move in to an apartment after I'm gone.

I dragged Sarina to the car and she silently sat down in the passenger seat. I smiled at myself and sat in the driver's seat. Sarina didn't ask me anything. She just grinned from ear to ear while I drove to a place, where she definitely knew about.

I love how Sarina respects me a lot now. She treats me like her big sister, which I actually am. I love her. She has been handling all the wedding stuff and decorations so well. There is no lack in any of the things needed for the wedding.

Sarina squealed when she saw me parking on the side of the road next to the park we used to hang out when we were little. Yeah, back when we weren't enemies. We jumped out of the car and Sarina put her hand in mine.

"That was awesome." she said after a long silence. I grinned and giggled.

"I know that. I don't really know how all that happened." I admitted.

I wasn't lying. I really don't know what happened back there, but I sure know that it was something I would have never done if it weren't for Sarina being by my side and supporting me.

The wedding is after two days and I don't know if I'm ready for all this just yet. Even thinking about the marriage makes me think about Xavier. Of his beautiful face and his handsome features. I would be lying if I said that I'm not attracted to him, because I actually am.

He doesn't have to do anything, the way he's sweet and caring is enough to make a girl drool over him. He may think that I'm playing hard to get, but really, I am not. I just don't want to get hurt anymore, because me suffering for twenty-one years was enough already. 

Therefore, for special people like you, God made you a special angel, who will love you, and only you.

Grandma's words came into my head all of a sudden. What if Xavier is my special angel who will love me and me alone? However, what if it's just another misunderstanding just like it happened with Aidan?

Aidan...

I felt sad when I thought about him. I never wished that something like that would ever happen to me. I thought he really loved me and it hurts how he did all of that just to sleep with my twin sister, and that's not all, I never imagined that he left her afterwards and turned her into this. I so wanted to slap that ugly thing. Xavier is so much better than Aidan is.

Xavier his eyes came into my mind. I never saw such beautiful eyes before. His pink lips look so soft and that day he looked so hot in that shirt and jeans, but he looks better in his suit. When his lips turn into a smile, it could be the best sight to see.

Okay, calm down.

I don't know why I'm thinking of Xavier all of a sudden. It's a bit confusing when you think of that person who is soon going to be a very important part of your life and you don't even know him. I shook my head and smiled. Xavier is injurious to my health.

"You remember when we played tag with Neil here?" Sarina asked and I nodded.

I remember how Sarina and I used to play tag with my cousin Neil when we were little. Neil was our favorite cousin. He was always so sweet. He would always take care of both of us equally. He never saw a difference between Sarina and me. He never loved one more than he loved the other. We were like the three musketeers, inseparable.

Then Neil moved to Florida and we never saw him again. It has already been fourteen years since I've seen him and I really miss him a lot. I hope he shows up on my wedding day.

The thought of Neil being at my wedding cheered me up. It would be good if he would be there too. I can already imagine him teasing me until I die from all the blushing. He was the typical Neil Cullen.

There was a time when Neil's mom made us chocolate chip cookies. However, Neil was one greedy boy. He took the whole plate and the three of us ran into the bathroom eating all the cookies. When we came outside, his mother scolded us until Neil started to cry on my shoulder dramatically, so his mother would stop shouting. We really were something.

"I want pizza. It has been a while." Sarina said and I nodded in agreement.

It has been a while since I've eaten pizza. I remember the last time I ate pizza was the day before Neil left. The three of us planned to go at the park and eat our pizza while playing some games. Our mother never said anything, because she never actually cared.

We went to one of the pizzerias that were not so far from the quite abandoned park. We ordered our pizza and left afterwards because I really don't want any of those goons chasing us right now, because sweetheart, I know kung-fu... or maybe not.

We sat on one of the benches in the park and ate in silence as we enjoyed each other's presence. A lot has changed since the day Sarina found me on the ground all bloody. My body still has many scars and I'm glad all of them healed, but the bad thing is, that the marks never actually left my body.

There are many cut marks on my stomach, arms, and legs. Luckily, my face doesn't have any. The scar of cutting my wrist is still there. I wonder how my parents didn't mention anything that happened. Maybe it's because they don't care. Well, I don't either.

I just hope that Xavier and Mr. Rodriguez don't treat me like my parents has treated me my whole life. I hate being the one who always gets all the kicks and all the blows. Maybe, just maybe I'll be happy with them.

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I groaned when my 'mother' told me that I have to go to an aunt's house; the aunt that I hate. Is she really going to do this!? She should be the one to go invite her for my wedding after two days, not me. I am the bride.

"Don't worry, I'll go for you." Sarina said as she patted my shoulder.

I smiled gratefully at her and she nodded in return. My mother scowled but handed her the invitation card anyways. Once Sarina was gone, I went to our room and shut the door. I really don't want to see my mother's face right now. She acts like a bitch and my father acts as if he's alone in the house. He doesn't look at any of us.

I act as if I don't care, but in reality, it hurts as much as I don't want it to. I don't know what kind of parents Sarina and I got. They don't care about us both and it hurts both, Sarina and I, how we never have gotten any parent's love.

Sometimes when I walk to work or when I just need some time alone, I see parents holding their children as if they're some precious diamond they're afraid to lose. I see them buying ice cream for them, I see how a baby gets kisses from their parents occasionally. Sarina and I are those unfortunate ones that never got any of those.

Our mother spends time doing what she does best, hating us; and my father? There is no answer to that. He never even looks at us. We're like a piece of trash in this house. Sometimes, I just wish that I could get the love every other child gets from their parents.

I can't wait until I have my children. I will treasure them. Give them everything I have never gotten. They won't—...

Wait...

What am I saying? Have I gone crazy? Now the question came into my mind. Will I ever be a mother? Will I ever get to accept Xavier as my husband?

Every girl dreams about her wedding, and so did I. However, I never expected that my wedding would turn out like this. Never had I expected that my marriage to be arranged to one of the richest men in the world,

Xavier Rodriguez...

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Well, that was the chapter.

It has been a while since I've updated, but I'm here now.

I don't know when the next update will be, but it will definitely be much better than this one.

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