This is my first time in attempting at a story like this, so I'm sorry if I've made several mistakes or it doesn't make sense. I will try my best to make everyone happy.
Chapter One Life is Crap
Laila's life was crap. It was now officially crap. That is what her fellow colleagues said to her whenever they saw her in the hallways of the university, and she doesn't blame them. She was the oldest and the most nagging student on the complex and also on the Art and Design course. When she first came to the complex, she was thinking of completing her two year course and then head onto to become an art teacher but unfortunately Laila wasn't a bright kid and she failed. Laila pressed her tutors to allow her to stay on for two more years and they complied, only if she passed and graduated. However, graduation came and went, and Laila was still on the university complex without a degree and looking for an apartment , and work. The university had told her that they can no longer keep her on the block and need to make room for new students in the following months.
Plus, her boyfriend had broken up with her within less than 3 minutes ago.
"Ah, crap"! Laila said, annoyed as she slumped her head on the picnic table, phone sprayed somewhere along. She could never imagine what the worst break up would feel like until now, especially by text.
Hey Laila, it's Daniel.
There's something I want to discuss between us and it involves us. I know we've been like, together for like, five years and I know it was the best thing that ever happened to me but the past few years it didn't feel like you were not the same girl from high school, and I know people change but I know you don't. It's just that I don't feel like you are being fully committed in this relationship, and you need to start to get your act up and not expect me to provide for you. I'm sorry if this is the way it is but I can't continue like this. But I still want you to know we can still be friends and that I'll help you out when you need me, but I don't think us being together anymore is a good idea. I know I sound like jerk doing this over a text but I want you know that you are free to move on and that I'm sorry you have to find out this way, but I've already met this amazing girl and I'm happy for you to move on when the time is right.
I won't forget the incredible memories we made together and the way you made me feel throughout our relationship, and I hope we can remain friends.
Love you xxx
Daniel Heller
Laila close her eyes and tried not to let the tears fall but it was no use. Sniffles and sobs escaped her and she cried her life away. She cried on why she couldn't get a degree. She cried why she messed up her relationship and why she had ruined her only chance of having somebody.
"Hey, are you okay"? A voice asked as a warm arm itself around her shoulders. Laila didn't realize that she'd been crying for such a long time that she hadn't noticed that someone had taken a seat next to her.
She looked up and found that Margo, her best friend had seated herself next to her with a sympathetic smile.
"You want to talk about it"?
Laila shook her head and sat up, her vision blurred by her tears. She felt like her only source of comfort was Margo when she was in times of need and Margo was happy to comfort her whatever the time of day it was or season.
They both sat in silence; listening to the birds and watching people go about their daily life in and out through the park.
"You know", Laila started "breakups can be difficult. None of it can be easy. You know, spending so much time with a particular person and sharing so much and then bam. That person is no longer in your life anymore and you have to decide for yourself. It's not two person's job anymore." Laila let one small tear slip from her eye and she swiped it away with the cuff of her jumper.
"How did he"-
"Over text"
"Oh… I'm so sorry"
"No, it's fine. I can see what he means. I wasn't being fully committed in the relationship anyway"-
"What! No, no. You were being fully committed, much more than he was. I mean, you were always the one that waited for him after class and the one that cooked him meals and took him to places. Never say you were not committed in the relationship. What a jerk."
"Ha, thanks but do you think that, you know; I could've been better at this relationship "? Laila smiled a sad smile and heaved a sigh.
"No. I meant what I said." Margo replied, "I'm serious" as she tugged her friend closer and hugged her. "Don't let him make you think. You did the very best you could and plus he was the one that let you down. " Margo concluded and reassured her friend. The two girls shared a smile and sat together in which they both chatted about their childhood and Margo's past boyfriends.
After several minutes of chitchatting, a hoarse voice sounded from Laila.
"I didn't see this coming." She rubbed her eyes to stop her from crying and bent forward on the bench.
"We all didn't, sweetie." Margo replied quietly, rubbing her back comfortingly. Laila continued to stop herself from crying but several stubborn tears slipped it's way out of her eyes and catching the attention of her best friend.
Feeling terribly bad for her friend, Margo dragged her up and encircled her into a hug which Laila returned, as Margo knew she needed it. She felt warmth on her shoulder as she realized that Laila is crying. All she would do is be there for her.
'You, Daniel Heller are an asshole. You deserve to burn.' Margo's thoughts wondered away.
They did this until Margo said she had to go and get ready for a family meal in the evening. After she left, Laila looked at the setting sun and realized she should make a move to get home. She stuffed her phone in her pocket and started home.
She knew she would get over this, it would only take time. As for now, it was the hard part.
Cheers erupted the great hall as everyone gathered there raised their goblets towards the top table on the dais where one man stood with his goblet raised high in the air. This man was Logan MacYoung and he was the King of Halelith. The celebration was for the kingdom's latest defeat against the Ybiras clan who inhabited land that was forbidden which also involved illegal trade with other outside clans. The battle was a bloodbath which resulted in many casualties but all of them where Ybiras', and the Kingdom of Halelith became victorious.
"I would love to thank the Kingdom of Halelith and its people for your support throughout this gruesome battle that went on and your kindness in rebuilding this place back. I'm truly thankful" Logan addressed the people in the hall and another 'cheers' sounded through the people and warriors gathered.
"I also like to add, that I am truly grateful for the effort and hard that our men had put in during the past months that had been leading up to this battle", Logan said as he acknowledged the guards and warriors that stood in the room, "I also like to say I am extremely grateful to one person who is not present today," and laughter's rang out, echoing off the walls. "But let's say that he is here and that I am truly thankful to him. I wouldn't have done this without him". A murmur of agreements passed through and another raised of goblets went up
Logan signaled the palace bands that were seated in the corner of the hall and immediately music waltzed into the hall as people started to celebrate. The King made his way out of the hall and ventured off into the depths of the palace to find that one person who failed to show up for the celebration.
After heading down a flight of stairs and much narrowed hallways, he entered a small room that was only lit up by one wax candle.
"I see that you missed my speech tonight, brother." Logan said, amusement laced his voice as the person in front of him gave him a curt answer and went back to the maps that had been sprawled out on the table within the small room.
Small knives, shields and combat gloves hung up on the stones walls that encircled the small room. Maps and notepads littered the floor, making it impossible to move.
"If you don't have anything else to say, why don't you leave? You're wasting your time down here when the whole kingdom is celebrating." The person spoke up and he turned towards his brother, leaning on the table, sharp looking gazing down at him.
"Oh Darius, will you loosen up? You're saying that to me when you're the one that's not even present at the feast?"
"I've told you before. Feasts and celebrations are not my thing." Darius gave a quick reply, and when he saw that Logan wasn't going to answer him, turned back to the maps.
Logan knew that they had this conversation hundreds and he wasn't bring up again. After staring at his brother's back, he turned away, making his exit but without wording several sentences that rang through Darius's mind-
"We need to find you a woman, a woman that will be good for you is what Mother said."
Neither did the two men realise that a pair of blue eyes watched their whole interaction with the exact same thought in mind but instead, he had put his plan into action and they won't know what will hit them.
Thank You xx
