C1 Chapter One

Chapter one Author's Pov

" Tina!! " A voice yelled out loud.

I grabbed my pillow groaning, while using it to block the noice. Who the fuck was that? I wouldn't help but ask inwardly, not bothering to open my eyes, as I was still sleepy.

" Mom! Tina cursed me, she's refusing to wake up. " The voice said again, making my eyes shot up, as I immediately sat up.

I opened my eyes briefly, before shutting them again trying to get it adjusted to the light in the room.

I stares at my cousin sister who leaned again my door with a smug expression on her face.

Darn! I thought. Now am really in for it.

Not long after my thought, my aunt barge into my room, holding a wooden spoon in her hands, she match towards me, making me gather my sheet in my hands, as I flee for my life.

" Am sorry aunt, I slept late, am sorry. " I immediately said, whike trying to dodge the wooden spoon in her hands. But not long after she caught, smashing the spoon against my back, while I scream in horror.

I heard the sound of chuckle coming from the door, making me look towards it, seeing my two cousins laughing their asses out by the door of my room.

" You ungrateful brat, if you really have all the time in world and nothing to do, then you might as well make yourself useful and go do some work. " My aunt screamed at me.

" Am sorry " I said softly, so as not to get hit again.

It was like a usual routine for me in this house. Since I had started living with my aunt after my mom got married and chased me out, as her new husband wasn't willing to take care of me, not a single day had passed by without my aunty yelling or beating me.

" Go downstairs and get the mail for, you rotten York. " She yelled before turning her back to make her way out of my room.

" Yes ma, let me quickly brush my..... " I stop halfway through my sentence, as she turned back at me giving me a death glare.

I immediately shifted back scared of getting beaten again.

" I will go right way. " I said quickly getting to my feet and running out the door.

I stood in front of the door to the house, looking at my appearance from the mirror outside the door.

" Wow! " I exclaimed at my own appearance, I was looking like a rebellious homeless child.

" Ohh God please don't let Rico see me like this. " I prayed while joining my hands together, looking both ways before making my way to the mail box at the side of the road to pick up the mail and package that's as there.

I was about to make it back, when Rita screamed Rico's name from the window upstairs, waving at him, making me freeze in my steps.

" Hey Tina. " He called out.

I stood there motionless for some seconds, before recovering myself and making my way back into the house not willing to turn back to greet him.

I swore under my breath once I was inside the house. I knew Rita had down that to tease me, after all she knew what happened between me and Rico.

Ever since I had found out about Rico and my cousin brother Alex placing a bet on me just for fun, I have ever since been avoiding Rico.

Yes even though I still have a crush on him, my crush wasn't enough to ever make me see him the same.

One of the things I hated the most, is toying with a living thing, as if it was some kind of object. I really hated people who think they had the right to place a bet on an human like they were some kind of object.

This was why my mother, never really liked me, as I was a result of the bet my father had placed on her. She was willing to abandoned me if not for my grandfather, who was still the only one who liked me in this family.

He was the one asked my aunt to take me in, after my mother had explained that I had to go, in other for her to start are new life over again with her husband.

A year slipped down my cheeks making me come back to reality, as I quickly use the back of my palm to wipe the tears away.

The last thing I needed right now was for my cousins to see me crying and mock me.

I quickly took the mail to my aunt who was in her room, knocking the door slightly before opening after getting a response to enter.

Dropping the mail on the table, I immediately turn my back to leave, but stop at my track as something had caught my attention, from the mail dropped on the table. I turned back quickly picking up the mail that had caught my attention.

That was it, it really was, I thought.

It was my admission letter from Regina highschool, I squeal, getting the attention of my aunt.

" What's it. " She yelled at, but not minding I looked up at her with joy before responding.

" It's my admission letter aunty, take a look see. " I shouted matching towards her with joyful steps.

My aunty eyes widen as she looks at me.

" So! " She yelled, making me stop on my track as I looked at her.

" Do you think I have the money to send you that school. " She continued.

Wasn't she the one who asked me to apply for this school, after my grandfather had persuaded her, into getting me into a school.

" But aunt you said I should write the exam. " I said, frustration evident in my voice, as I couldn't believe the dream of me going back to school was about to crash.

Tears were slowly forming in my eyes, as the thought of all my sleepless night and hard work flash between my eyes.

Have been kept in this house since I came here, because I couldn't get a transfer letter from my fromer school, so I wasn't able to transfer into a new one, making me wait until my aunt was able to give me money to take a new entrance exam.

" And so, I already discussed with your grandfather. I told him I have a lot of responsibility and can't add yours to mine. " She yelled.

" Look don't give me headache, get out of my room, leave quickly. " She said shoving me out, with tears rolling down my eyes.

I stood in front of her door, with my back against the door, staring at the admission letter in my hand.

" What's making this crybaby cry this time around? " My cousin Alex taunted me.

" Oh brother you don't know, news flash she saw Rico downstairs. " Rita joined him.

I look up at the two of them between shoving out out of my way, running into my room.

" What the hell, I heard Rita scream as I locked my room door and threw myself into my bed, crying myself to sleep.

I woke up to a banging noise. Sitting up on my bed I look around my room, wondering what was making the noise, i look towards the door when a bang came again from it.

Getting up I opened the door, but a palm came against my cheeks, immediately I opened it.

I touched my cheeks opening my eyes, to look at my furious aunt standing by door.

" How dare you ahh? " She yelled asking.

" I took you under my wings, give you shelter, clothing and food, and what do you repay me with, locking yourself inside your room, crying like a little child, while my children work for you, is that it? " she asked looking at me.

My eyes immediately widen as I looked around me noticing it was probably noon already, I must have over slept due to stress and the tears I shade.

" Am sorry aunty it won't happen again, I just lost control over my emotions. " I said, immediately pleading with her to calm her down.

" Sorry you said, well I hope you are willing to eat that sorry for the entire day. " She said before turning her back to leave, making me swear under my breath, well I guess be food today.

" Oh and i hope because of the little act you put on, you don't think am still going to put you in thay school? " She questioned looking at me with her eyebrows raised up.

" What school. " A old voice called, making my lips lift up in a smile on their own.

" Grandpa!! " I yelled, rushing towards him to hug him.

" How are you doing my little strawberry. " He asked kissing my forehead.

" Am fine grandpa, I missed you. " I said kissing his cheeks, and nuzzling my face into his chest.

" There, there. " He chuckled.

" Where's Rita and Alex? " He asked my aunty.

" They went out for extra lessons father. " My aunt answered.

" Good now, back to my main topic, what school are you talking about? " My grandfather asked again, making me look down immediately, so as not to get in trouble with my aunt.

" Answer me Lynn " my grandpa yelled, glaring at my aunt.