Chapter 1: Curiosity Killed the Cat

You know when people tell you, be careful what you wish for - well they were warning you for a damn good reason. If only I could turn back time and just go back to normalcy, of being just a simple girl living as one in seven billion.

Before I tell you my story of my curiosity getting the better of me, I should introduce myself and tell you who the hell I am. I was born, Violetta Rosa Melendez, but you can call me, Viola Rose. I'm twenty years old, born on the thirteenth day of June, in the Bahamas. My mothers name is Sara Melendez, who worked as a runway model at the tender age of sixteen. My mother was a gorgeous creature - Her tussled caramelised blonde hair, icy blue eyes and blessed natural tan.

My relationship with my mother wasn't ideal, I know deep down she resented my birth. She couldn't retain her svelte body, and put her modelling career on hold, indefinitely at age twenty. Her parents cut her off, forcing her to move into a small one-storey house. And to make ends meet, she worked two unfulfilling waitressing jobs to raise me. Looking back, I was never thankful for her sacrifices for me - What a terrible child I was.

My curiosity started at age twelve, when I wanted to find out who my birth father was. I knew for a fact that I didn't have all my mother's gorgeous features. The most notable one was my hair - It was prominently silver. On my mother's side, no one had such silver hair and violet eyes like me. All the children at my school bullied me for my abnormal hair. My mother always refused to answer my pleas about my father and threatened me. I persist without fear and demanded answers about who my father is.

"Sara..." I called out to my mother. I always used her first name to infuriate her even more. It was a sense of power over her because I was still a child.

"Violetta, stop being a brat."My mother snapped at me viciously.

She raised her arm to slap me but with my quick reflexes I grabbed on to her wrist and stopped her. Being only twelve years old, I was pretty agile for my age. My mother shot me a look and shook her wrist out of the grip of my hand. I was preparing for Sara's next move, watching her pace back and forth. She turned to me and lowered her back to reach my 5'6 height.

"How long are you going to pester me about your father?"Sara said with a grimace. She was at her boiling point with me.

"Well... Until you actually tell me who he is." I shrugged my shoulders at my attempt of being a smart ass to my mother.

Sara frowned, she was impatient with me and I could feel her losing her energy. "You know what, fine". Sara sat down in on the single couch in the lounge room in defeat. I stood in front of her crossing my arms with my eyebrows furrowed looking down at her. "His name is Lee Chaolan"

The discovery of who my father was should have satisfied my appetite, but it didn't. It's that feeling when you are waiting for something and when you finally get what you want, you don't want it anymore. Or maybe, I didn't really think on how to seek out my father. He lived in a big mansion and I knew I couldn't leave my mother alone. It was guilt creeping over me. I still wanted learn more about my father and if I was some dirty little secret to him.

It had been almost a year since my mother told me who my father was. My relationship with my mother was getting better but still not the best.

The day I had my first period, I was on strangely on edge. The previous night, I had a nightmare. It wasn't a typical nightmare - it was so vivid in my mind. It involved a bunch of men breaking into the house and attacking my mother. It was so graphic. One of these masked men was ripping off my mother's clothes as she screamed in utmost horror with bruises and blood emerging from her skin. I forcefully woke myself up and rose to a sitting position. My heart was palpitating as I put my hand on my chest to feel the rapid beat. I shallow breath escaped my throat. I couldn't go back to sleep.

I didn't tell anyone about my dream, not even my best friend at school. I wanted to believe that the dream was just my imagination and that I need to focus on reality. After dinner I decided to head to bed because my lack of sleep was catching up to me. I saw my mother sitting in on dinner table finishing off some paper work. I approached her from behind and wrapped my arms around her neck and gave her a kiss on her cheek. She turned towards me in utter surprise of my sudden affection to her.

"Goodnight Mummy, I think I'll hit the hay early tonight." I smiled gleefully at her.

"Goodnight, Viola darling." Sara said hesitantly but also calmly. She put one arm around me and hugged me and rested her head on my chest for a second. I walked into my bedroom and plopped myself on my bed and drifted into sleep with my arms and legs spawned across my single bed.

There was a disturbance that immediately woke me up from my slumber. I froze as I heard whispering and rummaging in the house. I tip-toed across to my closed-door and put my ears on surface, trying to investigate the noises. There was a thud that echoed so close to my door, I collapsed to my floor with my back leaning against it.

My heart was racing as I heard blood curling screams coming from my mother. She was in danger and I wanted to help her but my body lost all mobility. I raised my knees towards my chest and rested my head on my knees. I silently wept, trying to block out everything that was happening. I wanted to wake up from this horrible nightmare, so I pinched myself - It hurt and that was when I realised this was real life.

I don't know how long I've stayed in this exact spot, it seemed like an eternity. I raised my head when the noises became complete silence. After a few moments, I raised myself off the floor and took a deep breath. My room was in complete darkness and I couldn't see anything except from the moon shining from my window. The tears were flowing from my eyes and I couldn't stop them. I was so angry at myself, I felt like a failure. I slowly opened my door and peered through to see the coast was clear. I wrapped my arms around my upper body and walked down the hallway towards the lounge area. I collapsed to my knees when I saw my mother's naked raped body lying motionless on the floor. I knew if I turned on the light I would see everything. I didn't want to see my mother in the state she was in. Without deliberation, I ran toward my room grabbing some of my clothes and my few prized possessions. I had to run away, I couldn't stay in this place. I just can't deal with this, not now, not ever.

AN: Hey guys, this is my first FanFiction here, so I'm really new to this. I do hope someone enjoys what I've written so far and hopefully I'll continue on posting. =)

4/2/13: Chapters all chapters revised (1st revision)