I don't own VA.
Vampire Academy.
Rose Hathaway.
Cry.
"I mean, why can't she just listen to me, for once. I am thirteen years old. I know things. It's always 'Vasilisa, don't do this, don't do that'. And Dad, he sides with her too. 'You are a Dragomir, Vasilisa. You have to act like a royal'. I wish I was an adult already." Lissa complained as we walked out of the class.
Like the faithful best friend I was, I nodded along.
"It's okay, Lissa. Just talk to them about it." I said.
She frowned, "I guess. Maybe they'll understand then?"
I nodded with a smile. It took a lot of strength to manage that smile. "They are your parents after all."
Lissa was lost in thought. We parted ways and she went to her next class and I told her that I would see her after training.
Only she didn't know that our instructor was sick and we didn't have any class today. I ran to my room, hoping that no one saw me crying.
Lissa didn't understand how lucky she was. She had a mother who loved her, who made her favourite desserts, who understood her. She had a father who spoiled her, who bought her pretty dresses and expensive jewellery, who took her and Andre for a night out twice a month.
As for me, I hadn't seen my mother in so long. I hadn't even talked to her. I didn't even know who my father was. I didn't know if he knew that I even existed.
I sat on my bed, crying and thinking what I had done wrong.
Whenever Lissa and Andre annoyed their mother, Mrs. Dragomir would not talk to them for a while. Then Lissa and her brother would be sorry and they would do something to make their mother happy. The three of them would laugh together and Lissa's father would join them, making some silly joke.
I wondered in what way I had annoyed my parents. Had I troubled them so much that they had ended up leaving me on my own? Was I a mistake? If they hadn't wanted to do anything with me, then why had they had me?
Sure, I was happy to be alive but I would have been happier if my mom took out some time for me, if my dad cared about me like Lissa's dad cared about her.
I had learned to live with the fact that I would not have a family. I accepted it. I had my friends.
But at times like these, I always ended up crying. Why wasIso worried about knowing my parents when they weren't even bothering to check on me?
They didn't give a damm about me, then why I should I?
That's it, I thought as I rubbed my eyes,this is the last time you are going to cry about them. Enough.
This was the last time I was going to shed tears about the people who didn't want to do anything with me.
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Thanks for pointing out the mistake 'ROMITRI TOGETHER FOREVER'.
See you soon.Sacraa.