Disclaimer: Me no own story... Now, on with Their Sweet Audrina
I was sitting on the attic window seat and staring at the window where I almost committed suicide all those years ago. I was back, the old and new Audrina combined into one mature woman. Even though the lies were forever a part of me, they had left their mark on me and I fully acknowledged that. I wasn't some weak female who would be huddled in bed, determined to be in denial for the rest of her life. Oh no, I would have my head uplifted and I would face all whom who defied me. The shock at all the lies papa had webbed had slowly eased and I would never let anybody let me manipulate like that ever again, no matter if they were male OR female.
"Hey honey, did you have a good day?," Arden whispered in my ear as he sneaked up behind me and loosely snaked his tanned arm around my neck.
"Yes, I had a great day. Sylvia and I went to the park and had a wonderful picnic." I smiled wearily. Oh, I felt like I was the one stringing along lies these days. Sometimes, I just wanted to scream with all the pressure of being the perfect picture of being a normal person! Would I ever be able to be myself?
"That sounds like fun. Maybe I could join you next time," he said huskily before he kissed me on the forehead. Arden moved his arms till they were around my waist and hugged me so tightly, I almost had a hard time breathing. He was always touching me and hugging me in some way, as if he was proving to himself that I really existed and was in his life again. Arden moved his lips until they were nibbling my ears. "What do you say we go to bed earlier today? You look absolutely edible in that white dress. How I love you in white," my husband murmured as he trailed kisses down my neck.
"No, it's too early...," I shifted in my seat, uncomfortable in this sort of situation. Arden smiled like he understood my dilemma and he stopped his kisses, trying to content himself with just holding me. Looking out the window, I made a quick decision. "Actually, it's not too early after all." I had to convince everybody that I was normal, not some troubled lady!
"Great," Arden beamed as he got up and tugged at my hand. All the way to our bedroom, I beamed but the smile was fake, an illusion. My entire life was based on them.
~~~
Arden's leg was sprawled on top of mine. Moving them off of me, I got off the bed and put on a white robe. I was tying it together while I moved out the door. The stuffiness of the room was suffocating me.
I glided to Sylvia's bedroom first to make sure that she had been safely put into bed. We had just recently hired a new nanny but none of them stayed very long. They were all afraid of differences. They were all afraid of Sylvia. Poor mommy died to have my mentally handicapped sister but I loved Sylvia with all my heart nonetheless. Her beautiful face, her silky hair, her wonderful figure and innocence... such a pity her eyes were always so blank and empty. No one loved her, not even papa or Arden. There was only me but I would make up for all the love she lost.
She looked so pretty, so child-like even though she was in her teenage years that I couldn't resist walking over and giving her a kiss on the cheek. Afterwards, I took a Kleenex and softly wiped the drool that had managed to escape her mouth, careful as to not wake her up from her peaceful slumber. Still, her long delicate eyelashes fluttered awake as she tried focusing her eyes on me. "Aud-rin-a..."
"Shhh, go back to sleep," I commanded, smoothing her flaming red hair back. My younger sister just smiled unpromisingly and snuggled into her bed. She fell asleep within minutes.
Like a ghost, I continued wandering around. I felt haunted even as I trudged my way outside and towards the grave of 'Audrina'; The fake one that didn't exist anymore. Her... or technically, my headstone was still standing, still being tended by the help. It felt weird knowing that this was actually my grave. It was stranger yet that my death date was already engraved. The date glowed eerily in the moonlight and it was like since that day on the tombstone, my life hadn't mattered because I was dead. At least, that was what the headstone proclaimed to anybody who happened to trespass.
I walked to its side and kneeled on the ground. Gently stroking the rock, I leaned closer and whispered to non-existent ears, "I'm not dead and I HAVE existed ever since I was raped. You, however, won't exist any longer. You're gonna be removed as soon as possible."
~~~
I was walking towards my sister's room to wake Sylvia up for breakfast even though she had a nanny now. The nannies were Arden's idea and he said it would take some stress off me but it wasn't like that at all. I had always treated Sylvia like she was my child and now I had nothing else to do but to wander around the house.
I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I almost passed by papa without noticing. Luckily, he did and he said an awkward, "Good morning." We never got along as we did before he told me the truth.
Quickly saying, "Hello," I rushed past him. I still wasn't ready to confront him, even after 3 months since the incident.
~~~
"Mrs. Lowe, maybe I should take care of Sylvia now. You must want to go shopping or something like that. I don't want to trouble you. After all, it's my job," Maria, the new nanny, stated apologetically.
I just waved my hands in the air carelessly. "It's alright. Sylvia likes it more when I'm near her." Truthfully, I just didn't want Sylvia to get attached to someone who didn't even like her. The only reason Maria, or any of the previous nannies went near her was because of the money we paid them.
"Well then, what do you want me to do?"
"You can change her bed sheets. She accidentally went to the bathroom on them again."
"Ok then." And with that, she was gone and I was left alone with Sylvia.
Oblivious to everything around her, my sister had continued playing with this month's new play thing: a yo yo that lit up whenever the string was pulled. "So, sweety, what do you want to do with your sister today?"
"P-park."
"Anything you want." I was worried that her social life was being neglected but I was assured by the fact that she always wanted to go to the park. There were always other people around there.
Strolling towards the closet, I got out two fall jackets; one for me and one for Sylvia. I walked back to the couch where Sylvia sat and held the jacket out as she managed to put her arms into the holes. I had spent days agonizing and teaching her simple acts like that one.
Putting my arms around her shoulders, I guided her to the car and strapped her in with the seat belt.
~~~
"Pop-popsicle! S-Sylvia want popsicle!"
I couldn't deny her anything. After all, when Vera had planned to kill me, she was the one who saved me. Nodding, I agreed quickly to my sister's demand. The ice-cream cart was near the bench where we sat so I could still keep an eye on her while I bought the frozen treat. I held my purse open as I walked up to the cart. "How much for a rainbow popsicle?" Observing Sylvia out of the corner of my eye, I looked at the price list.
"For a pretty lady like you, it's on the house."
He had my full attention. I smiled shyly and wondered if he had purposely ignored my wedding ring. Even if I wasn't married, he wouldn't have attracted me. I had trouble liking people who were males. Stuttering, I didn't know what to do. "N-no, I should pay."
"Naaaahhhh, tell you what. Go out with me for dinner and it's even."
I held out the hand wearing my wedding ring. "Sorry."
He shrugged. "So?"
Helplessly, I just blinked. Where were people's morals these days. "Here's 3 dollars. You can keep the change," I snapped.
He shrugged again, unaffected, and accepted the money in return for the popsicle.
Wondering how many times he had pulled that stunt on a customer, I turned around. The bench was empty and Sylvia was nowhere in sight. "SYLVIA?!" I swirled around to face the ice-cream cart again. "Did you see where that girl went? The girl that was just sitting over there?," I asked, pointing at the bench.
"Nope, sorry. I'm sure she's fine though. She probably just went to the bathroom or something."
Little did he know that my sister could barely dress herself, let alone go find the bathroom by herself.
~~~~~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~~~~~
PLEASE REVIEW!! Tell me what you think of it and if I should continue. Thanks!
I was sitting on the attic window seat and staring at the window where I almost committed suicide all those years ago. I was back, the old and new Audrina combined into one mature woman. Even though the lies were forever a part of me, they had left their mark on me and I fully acknowledged that. I wasn't some weak female who would be huddled in bed, determined to be in denial for the rest of her life. Oh no, I would have my head uplifted and I would face all whom who defied me. The shock at all the lies papa had webbed had slowly eased and I would never let anybody let me manipulate like that ever again, no matter if they were male OR female.
"Hey honey, did you have a good day?," Arden whispered in my ear as he sneaked up behind me and loosely snaked his tanned arm around my neck.
"Yes, I had a great day. Sylvia and I went to the park and had a wonderful picnic." I smiled wearily. Oh, I felt like I was the one stringing along lies these days. Sometimes, I just wanted to scream with all the pressure of being the perfect picture of being a normal person! Would I ever be able to be myself?
"That sounds like fun. Maybe I could join you next time," he said huskily before he kissed me on the forehead. Arden moved his arms till they were around my waist and hugged me so tightly, I almost had a hard time breathing. He was always touching me and hugging me in some way, as if he was proving to himself that I really existed and was in his life again. Arden moved his lips until they were nibbling my ears. "What do you say we go to bed earlier today? You look absolutely edible in that white dress. How I love you in white," my husband murmured as he trailed kisses down my neck.
"No, it's too early...," I shifted in my seat, uncomfortable in this sort of situation. Arden smiled like he understood my dilemma and he stopped his kisses, trying to content himself with just holding me. Looking out the window, I made a quick decision. "Actually, it's not too early after all." I had to convince everybody that I was normal, not some troubled lady!
"Great," Arden beamed as he got up and tugged at my hand. All the way to our bedroom, I beamed but the smile was fake, an illusion. My entire life was based on them.
~~~
Arden's leg was sprawled on top of mine. Moving them off of me, I got off the bed and put on a white robe. I was tying it together while I moved out the door. The stuffiness of the room was suffocating me.
I glided to Sylvia's bedroom first to make sure that she had been safely put into bed. We had just recently hired a new nanny but none of them stayed very long. They were all afraid of differences. They were all afraid of Sylvia. Poor mommy died to have my mentally handicapped sister but I loved Sylvia with all my heart nonetheless. Her beautiful face, her silky hair, her wonderful figure and innocence... such a pity her eyes were always so blank and empty. No one loved her, not even papa or Arden. There was only me but I would make up for all the love she lost.
She looked so pretty, so child-like even though she was in her teenage years that I couldn't resist walking over and giving her a kiss on the cheek. Afterwards, I took a Kleenex and softly wiped the drool that had managed to escape her mouth, careful as to not wake her up from her peaceful slumber. Still, her long delicate eyelashes fluttered awake as she tried focusing her eyes on me. "Aud-rin-a..."
"Shhh, go back to sleep," I commanded, smoothing her flaming red hair back. My younger sister just smiled unpromisingly and snuggled into her bed. She fell asleep within minutes.
Like a ghost, I continued wandering around. I felt haunted even as I trudged my way outside and towards the grave of 'Audrina'; The fake one that didn't exist anymore. Her... or technically, my headstone was still standing, still being tended by the help. It felt weird knowing that this was actually my grave. It was stranger yet that my death date was already engraved. The date glowed eerily in the moonlight and it was like since that day on the tombstone, my life hadn't mattered because I was dead. At least, that was what the headstone proclaimed to anybody who happened to trespass.
I walked to its side and kneeled on the ground. Gently stroking the rock, I leaned closer and whispered to non-existent ears, "I'm not dead and I HAVE existed ever since I was raped. You, however, won't exist any longer. You're gonna be removed as soon as possible."
~~~
I was walking towards my sister's room to wake Sylvia up for breakfast even though she had a nanny now. The nannies were Arden's idea and he said it would take some stress off me but it wasn't like that at all. I had always treated Sylvia like she was my child and now I had nothing else to do but to wander around the house.
I was so preoccupied with my thoughts that I almost passed by papa without noticing. Luckily, he did and he said an awkward, "Good morning." We never got along as we did before he told me the truth.
Quickly saying, "Hello," I rushed past him. I still wasn't ready to confront him, even after 3 months since the incident.
~~~
"Mrs. Lowe, maybe I should take care of Sylvia now. You must want to go shopping or something like that. I don't want to trouble you. After all, it's my job," Maria, the new nanny, stated apologetically.
I just waved my hands in the air carelessly. "It's alright. Sylvia likes it more when I'm near her." Truthfully, I just didn't want Sylvia to get attached to someone who didn't even like her. The only reason Maria, or any of the previous nannies went near her was because of the money we paid them.
"Well then, what do you want me to do?"
"You can change her bed sheets. She accidentally went to the bathroom on them again."
"Ok then." And with that, she was gone and I was left alone with Sylvia.
Oblivious to everything around her, my sister had continued playing with this month's new play thing: a yo yo that lit up whenever the string was pulled. "So, sweety, what do you want to do with your sister today?"
"P-park."
"Anything you want." I was worried that her social life was being neglected but I was assured by the fact that she always wanted to go to the park. There were always other people around there.
Strolling towards the closet, I got out two fall jackets; one for me and one for Sylvia. I walked back to the couch where Sylvia sat and held the jacket out as she managed to put her arms into the holes. I had spent days agonizing and teaching her simple acts like that one.
Putting my arms around her shoulders, I guided her to the car and strapped her in with the seat belt.
~~~
"Pop-popsicle! S-Sylvia want popsicle!"
I couldn't deny her anything. After all, when Vera had planned to kill me, she was the one who saved me. Nodding, I agreed quickly to my sister's demand. The ice-cream cart was near the bench where we sat so I could still keep an eye on her while I bought the frozen treat. I held my purse open as I walked up to the cart. "How much for a rainbow popsicle?" Observing Sylvia out of the corner of my eye, I looked at the price list.
"For a pretty lady like you, it's on the house."
He had my full attention. I smiled shyly and wondered if he had purposely ignored my wedding ring. Even if I wasn't married, he wouldn't have attracted me. I had trouble liking people who were males. Stuttering, I didn't know what to do. "N-no, I should pay."
"Naaaahhhh, tell you what. Go out with me for dinner and it's even."
I held out the hand wearing my wedding ring. "Sorry."
He shrugged. "So?"
Helplessly, I just blinked. Where were people's morals these days. "Here's 3 dollars. You can keep the change," I snapped.
He shrugged again, unaffected, and accepted the money in return for the popsicle.
Wondering how many times he had pulled that stunt on a customer, I turned around. The bench was empty and Sylvia was nowhere in sight. "SYLVIA?!" I swirled around to face the ice-cream cart again. "Did you see where that girl went? The girl that was just sitting over there?," I asked, pointing at the bench.
"Nope, sorry. I'm sure she's fine though. She probably just went to the bathroom or something."
Little did he know that my sister could barely dress herself, let alone go find the bathroom by herself.
~~~~~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~~~~~
PLEASE REVIEW!! Tell me what you think of it and if I should continue. Thanks!