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French Rose Chapter 24
Christina King. These are one of the very few shocking moments of my life. I'd experienced something like this once and then, the damage was already done before anyone got the chance to tell me I wasn't supposed to touch the food. It was one of the snowy days back at home and my mom declared a prank war. Now, that wasn't the first time it was happening. It usually occurred frequently at home, maybe once in two months or whenever they both argued about a very unnecessary topic. I don't know how, but it would result in a prank war and those are the times when you had to watch literally every thing before you touch or step on it. Bathroom, kitchen, yard, no where is excluded. I never paid much attention to it and besides staying away from them throughout the whole period, nothing affected me till one very day. I sat to enjoy a bowl of mac and cheese. Not knowing it wasn't meant for me but for my dad, I pulled out a fork and yes, you guessed it right, it exploded. That was the only ti
French Rose Chapter 25
Christina King. It was past ten and I was back in the comfort of my room. Hours in the house of the Susan's felt like a year. Every single thing in that house was out to get me. The children were pranksters and they were very good at it. If all went the way they planed, I could've had my meal explode in front of me, the chair beneath me break and not just that, I could've also been escorted by Jenifer to her room where the worst would've happened. At the end of the day, I missed every single one of them and that was enough to put a smile on my face. I didn't see Harley after she angrily left the table earlier. I got back downstairs with my face and dress cleaned, met everyone else having ice cream which was weird cause I literally left a few minutes ago but whatever and finally, I didn't get to have my steak or ice cream cause things just happened to go my way. After dinner, we spent just a few minutes before we left and that was about two hours ago. The drive home was fast cause
French Rose Chapter 26
Christina KingThere's seven of them, I can't do it. The teenagers weren't the problem. They may look very identical and act a little weird but they were harmless. At least, with what I've seen. The toddler too wasn't the problem, all he did was smile and giggle all day. The real problem is Hailey, who I've done absolutely nothing to but for one reason, doesn't like me. I wasn't sure of Jenifer either. Even though I cleared things with her, I was still worried she could find another reason to revenge. Kyle happened to be the one to help Harley execute her evil plans and he knew well it was for me so he could do it again. I enjoyed living alone or with a very few people that didn't come in my way. It could get boring sometimes and I may be unproductive but that's my way. I thought Mr Susan was going to forget about it, the same way I did but there they were, all seven of them. If it means I'd have to leave the house, I would. Besides, that was already looking like the only possible o
French Rose Chapter 27
Christina KingI've never been more embarrassed in my life. I just knew she was up to something, I should've realised it when I saw that smile on her face. Out of all things to do, this just happened to be the one she found would hurt me the most, bringing Leo up to my room when I was barely ready. A big thank you to Hailey for doing this, she just made me realise I should keep my door lock every single minute. Looking at the bright side, I may have my face swollen and discolored but at least I had a dress on."Christina, what happened to you" Leo rushed to where I was, blocking my view of Hailey's smirk. That was the last i saw of her before she left my doorstep. "You're in my way" Leo's tone may have been a little too harsh when he told Lucas to move and it was very obvious Lucas wasn't happy with it, his face showed it and just then, he turned away and left the room. I felt a pinch in my chest seeing him leave with that emotion on his face. I didn't know everything about him but
French Rose Chapter 28
Christina King. When Lucas came in with my food, I couldn't look at him the way I used to. I didn't hate him, neither did I believe all Leo said but the atmosphere was different. There were equal possibilities of it being true and not but either ways, I couldn't look at him the same and I wouldn't till I got to the bottom of the matter. Lucas looked like he couldn't hurt a fly. Why would someone like him be tangled in a mess related to violence? I didn't want to believe it but at the same time, Leo wasn't a liar either and even if he was, why would he put so much into lying against a simple chef? It was very obvious in the way I acted that something was wrong. I was quiet when he placed it beside me and things got very awkward when he stood there and stared down at me. I didn't know what to say and at that point, I just wished Leo didn't tell me any of what I heard earlier. "He told you I hurt you, didn't he?""Lucas, I don't know what to say. This is too much for me to handle. Ho
French Rose Chapter 29
Christina KingThis is one of the moments in my life where I have to make a decision that changes literally everything. I never texted Alex for a very obvious reason and I only had her number because my mom forced me to. Ever since, I had it saved on my phone and never used it, not even once. She also had mine and never texted me either so I guess it was just something neutral. I never imagined that this day would come, when I would pick up my phone myself and be the first to text. To me, it really didn't matter who did it first. It's not like I hated her or anything, we just never got along well from childhood and I guess the foundation of our friendship was broken even before it started. What I was about to do could mean a lot of things on her side and I was supposed to but I didn't care anymore. I was very sure Alex wouldn't want to bring up any reason to make me feel worse about myself after hearing I knew what happened between she and Lucas. I wasn't bringing it up as a threat
French Rose Chapter 30
Christina KingWho would've expected Alex to invite me to her house? I got there about thirty minutes ago and while thinking of how awkward the conversation was going to be, waited in her sitting room. I couldn't just help but notice how everything in the building was fancy, you wouldn't spot a speck of dust on the table or a single stain on the white tiles. Everything was made to perfection and I, not being used to stuff like that, had to make myself the neatest and most disciplined I could be. Just imagine me walking out of her house after breaking her mom's favourite vase. Anyways, the wait was not too long like I thought it would be. I only stayed about five to ten minutes before I saw her walking towards me. It was that moment things started to get a little weird. I did know which to do, smile or just stare and before you come at me, imagine standing face to face with someone you wouldn't spend a minute with. I didn't know if it was her regular look without make up but Alex l
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THE FOLLOWING WORDS, NAMES, EVENTS, INCIDENTS AND STORY ARE FICTIONS OF THE AUTHOR’S IMAGINATION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL PEOPLE, LIVING OR DEAD, OR ACTUAL EVENTS IS PURRELY COINCIDENTAL. STORY INFRINGEMENT OR PLAGIARISM IN FORMS INCLUDING UNAUTHORIZED DUPLICATION, DISTRIBUTION, EXIBITION OR ANY FORM AT ALL WILL RESULT IN SEVERE CONSEQUENCES AND CRIMINAL PROSECUTION. COPYRIGHT 2020A SHODIMU SOPHIA, DREAM_WRITER11 NOVEL.FRENCH ROSE.Written from Christina King’s point of view.Three. I could hear her footsteps getting louder as that second passed. It was a little slower than I expected considering she yelled my name thrice already. It was a struggle to pretend I was still asleep. I didn't know why but it just wasn't my thing. I would try my best and still get caught at the end of the day. Two. Thinking of it, she was taking quite an amount of time. The kitchen up to my room was a two minute walk or even less. I'd been staring at the clock and saw she'd been walking for about f
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