The Light Will Guide Me Out

by Forgotten Narrative

Nina Martin is a lonely abandoned 16 year old girl who's built a bubble to protect herself. After her parents left her, she was forced to live with her stepmother, Caroline, and her stepsisters, Mara and Joy. From then on, she was Cinderella, cleaning the house and taking the blows from Caroline and Joy while Mara watched in pain. What will happen when Fabian moves to town? FABINA

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer

I do no own House of Anubis nor the characters. I do own the plot.

Author's Note: Hey guys. This chapter is short and I apologize. I'm on vacation but I'm returning today, so I have to be quick or we'll be late to check out.

The Light Will Guide Me Out

A Cinderella Fan Fiction with a Twist

Told in Nina's Point-of-View

Chapter 2

Fabian: Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I didn't-

Nina: Don't give me shit. I'll take anything but pity. Can I borrow your pen?

Fabian: I didn't mean to-

Nina: Can I borrow your pen?

Fabian: Ya, but I just want to apologize. I didn't mean to-

Mr. Winkler: Mr. Rutter! Miss Martin! Would you care to demonstrate to us how characters fall in love at first sight?

Fabian and Nina: No, Mr. Winkler.

Mr. Winkler: Thank you. Now, as usual, two characters will barely face each other, but one character will fall in love with the other. The other soon will follow and-

Nina: I'm just going ask one more time. Can I borrow your pen?

Fabian: Ya, ya, sure.

As he handed me his pen, our fingers brushed against one another and a weird spark echoed from our touch. I pulled my hand and the pen away quickly.

Nina: Ok, that was weird.

Fabian: Ya, little bit.

On one wrist, I wrote the words "believe" and under it "strong". On the other wrist, I wrote the number "28". Fabian noticed the number on my arm.

Fabian: 28?

Nina: Forget it. You wouldn't understand.

Fabian: Try me.

Nina: I… it's… never mind.

Fabian: Come on. I'm understanding.

Nina: There are some things in life that don't involve you, you know?

Fabian: Nina, let me help you. What does 28 mean?

I looked in his blue eyes and felt myself drifting off. Should I tell him? If even one person knew, it would ruin my plan and I'd never be free from my prison.

Nina: I can't tell you. There's too much at risk.

Fabian: At risk? Come on, I promise not to tell anyone.

Nina: Look, if you know what's good for you, butt out.

I forced the pen away from me and I tried to ignore him. He kept shooting me worried glances and I started to feel guilty for being so harsh. I sneaked a glance at him and he still stared at me with concern.

Nina: Can you just- just pay attention?

Fabian: Nina, I-

Nina: Please Fabian. I need space.

He nodded and started to pay attention, but I saw him write 28 on his notebook.