Hoping For A Fairy Tale
45
Lacey
“I’m heading out to meet Tamzyn now!” I lied easily to my parents and headed for the door. My mind solely on Zayn.
“Wait one moment young lady.” My father’s voice called out from behind me. I stopped and frowned before turning around and plastering an innocent smile across my face. That smile however disappeared when I saw my mother and Tamzyn standing next to him. My mother was smirking, Tamzyn merely looked sorry.
“Would you like to tell us where you were really going?” My father asked sternly.
“I uh thought I was supposed to meet Tamzyn at the shops but apparently we were meeting here,” I lied quickly sending Tamzyn a look. She refused to meet my eyes.
“You were going to meet that, that boy! Tamzyn has told us about your fooling around with that no hope of a boy.” I stared at my father wide eyed before glancing to Tamzyn. I couldn’t believe she told my family. My best friend since we were in school had told my parents on me. I could barely believe it. Someone else must have told, there must be a mistake.
“We cannot allow this Lacey,” My mother said with a smirk still on her face.
“Give me your keys,” My father said walking forward and holding his hand out. I automatically moved my keys away from him. He threw me a look and reached forward snatching them out of my hands.
“And your bag.” He said sternly grabbing it off my arm and searching through it. He pulled out my phone. I could see it was flashing telling me I had a message. My father handed it to my mother who put it in her pants pocket. I watched all of this, frozen, as tears started to build up in my eyes.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
“You will go to your room, you will not see or speak to this boy ever again is that clear. I will not have any daughter of mine fooling around with some, some boy band bad boy!” He said sternly glaring at me.
“You can’t ban me from seeing him and you can’t lock me up,” I said back incredulous of what he had told me.
“I am your father and you will do as I say!” I rolled my eyes at him and turned towards the door. I didn’t have to listen to this. However before I could reach the doors two large men suddenly walked in front of it blocking the door. I stared at them surprised.
“Please escort her up to her room,” My father said. I spun around and glared at him.
“Are you kidding me!?” I screeched at him. I didn’t believe my own father would have me dragged to my bedroom by body guards.
“If you must carry her, then you must,” My father said glaring at me.
“You cannot be serious!” I screeched as I felt a hand wrap around both my arms and begin to drag me towards the stairs. I began to struggle against the grip but they were both too strong for me.
“What’s happening?” A tear stained Luce appeared next to my mum obviously upset by the yelling. My mother quickly hushed her and led her away. I continued to wiggle in their grip as I turned to stare at my father and Tamzyn. Tamzyn stared at me hopelessly as the reality sunk in. My own friend betrayed me. I don’t think I could ever forgive her for that.
I was practically thrown in my room. My balcony doors were locked and they took the key before leaving me in my room and locking the door after them.
I stayed still, shocked, for a moment before the anger blew up in me. I screamed louder than I thought I could as I threw my pillows off the bed. Reaching for anything blindly I picked my bedside lamp up and threw it against the wall before heading over to my mother’s vase which was a priceless family heirloom. Anger raged threw me as I picked it up and threw it against the wall screeching as it shattered into a million pieces on the ground.
I collapsed onto my messed up bed as my sobs began to shake my body. I brought my knees up to my chest and cuddled myself as my heart ached. My heart ached at the fact that my best friend had turned me into my parents. My heart ached for Zayn as I hoped to God that I would be able to see him again.
-
My door was opened and I glanced up to see Tamzyn in the doorway, her eyes were red, she had been crying but I no longer cared. She deserved to be hurting.
“What do you want?” I hissed at her.
“I’m so sorry, Lace.” She sobbed to me. “But I had to tell them, you were risking too much.”
“Risking too much!” I screeched at her. “I love him what part of that didn’t you get! How could you do this to me?”
“I thought he was just a rebellious stage for you to get out of your system but when you told me you loved him I realised how bad it was and I had to tell someone. I was just looking out for you!” She cried to me walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed. She reached out to touch me but I recoiled away from her and moved off the bed.
“Looking out for me? You think this is looking out for me!” I screamed at her as tears streamed down my face. I felt so betrayed by the one person I thought I could trust. “I trusted you with everything. I told you everything! You were my sister. I thought we always had each other’s backs!”
“We do. I did it because I was worried about you. You were just going to hurt yourself in the end. You know your parents will never approve of Zayn.” She tried to reason, reaching out for my arm. I pulled away from her.
“I know that! But I don’t care. I don’t care that they don’t like Zayn. I’m 19 for god’s sake Tamzyn. It doesn’t matter who they approve of anymore! I love Zayn and you took that away from me.” I chocked on the last part before falling back onto the bed as tears fell down my cheeks.
“Lace I...”
“Just go Tamzyn. We’re not friends anymore. I don’t want to see or hear from you again. Just, just leave.” I rolled over so my back was to her as I pulled the pillow towards myself. I heard her sobbing before the bed shifted and the door was shut. There was a click signalling it had been locked as well.
My lip quivered as I laid there for a moment before fresh tears began to fall. I had never felt so alone in my life. I couldn’t contact Zayn. I couldn’t contact anyone. I was alone and afraid; afraid that I would never see Zayn again; Afraid that in the end, I would have to marry Edmund. I clutched the pillow tighter to myself, wishing that it was Zayn hugging me back, whispering sweet words that always calmed me down.
“I’m heading out to meet Tamzyn now!” I lied easily to my parents and headed for the door. My mind solely on Zayn.
“Wait one moment young lady.” My father’s voice called out from behind me. I stopped and frowned before turning around and plastering an innocent smile across my face. That smile however disappeared when I saw my mother and Tamzyn standing next to him. My mother was smirking, Tamzyn merely looked sorry.
“Would you like to tell us where you were really going?” My father asked sternly.
“I uh thought I was supposed to meet Tamzyn at the shops but apparently we were meeting here,” I lied quickly sending Tamzyn a look. She refused to meet my eyes.
“You were going to meet that, that boy! Tamzyn has told us about your fooling around with that no hope of a boy.” I stared at my father wide eyed before glancing to Tamzyn. I couldn’t believe she told my family. My best friend since we were in school had told my parents on me. I could barely believe it. Someone else must have told, there must be a mistake.
“We cannot allow this Lacey,” My mother said with a smirk still on her face.
“Give me your keys,” My father said walking forward and holding his hand out. I automatically moved my keys away from him. He threw me a look and reached forward snatching them out of my hands.
“And your bag.” He said sternly grabbing it off my arm and searching through it. He pulled out my phone. I could see it was flashing telling me I had a message. My father handed it to my mother who put it in her pants pocket. I watched all of this, frozen, as tears started to build up in my eyes.
“What are you doing?” I whispered.
“You will go to your room, you will not see or speak to this boy ever again is that clear. I will not have any daughter of mine fooling around with some, some boy band bad boy!” He said sternly glaring at me.
“You can’t ban me from seeing him and you can’t lock me up,” I said back incredulous of what he had told me.
“I am your father and you will do as I say!” I rolled my eyes at him and turned towards the door. I didn’t have to listen to this. However before I could reach the doors two large men suddenly walked in front of it blocking the door. I stared at them surprised.
“Please escort her up to her room,” My father said. I spun around and glared at him.
“Are you kidding me!?” I screeched at him. I didn’t believe my own father would have me dragged to my bedroom by body guards.
“If you must carry her, then you must,” My father said glaring at me.
“You cannot be serious!” I screeched as I felt a hand wrap around both my arms and begin to drag me towards the stairs. I began to struggle against the grip but they were both too strong for me.
“What’s happening?” A tear stained Luce appeared next to my mum obviously upset by the yelling. My mother quickly hushed her and led her away. I continued to wiggle in their grip as I turned to stare at my father and Tamzyn. Tamzyn stared at me hopelessly as the reality sunk in. My own friend betrayed me. I don’t think I could ever forgive her for that.
I was practically thrown in my room. My balcony doors were locked and they took the key before leaving me in my room and locking the door after them.
I stayed still, shocked, for a moment before the anger blew up in me. I screamed louder than I thought I could as I threw my pillows off the bed. Reaching for anything blindly I picked my bedside lamp up and threw it against the wall before heading over to my mother’s vase which was a priceless family heirloom. Anger raged threw me as I picked it up and threw it against the wall screeching as it shattered into a million pieces on the ground.
I collapsed onto my messed up bed as my sobs began to shake my body. I brought my knees up to my chest and cuddled myself as my heart ached. My heart ached at the fact that my best friend had turned me into my parents. My heart ached for Zayn as I hoped to God that I would be able to see him again.
-
My door was opened and I glanced up to see Tamzyn in the doorway, her eyes were red, she had been crying but I no longer cared. She deserved to be hurting.
“What do you want?” I hissed at her.
“I’m so sorry, Lace.” She sobbed to me. “But I had to tell them, you were risking too much.”
“Risking too much!” I screeched at her. “I love him what part of that didn’t you get! How could you do this to me?”
“I thought he was just a rebellious stage for you to get out of your system but when you told me you loved him I realised how bad it was and I had to tell someone. I was just looking out for you!” She cried to me walking over and sitting on the edge of the bed. She reached out to touch me but I recoiled away from her and moved off the bed.
“Looking out for me? You think this is looking out for me!” I screamed at her as tears streamed down my face. I felt so betrayed by the one person I thought I could trust. “I trusted you with everything. I told you everything! You were my sister. I thought we always had each other’s backs!”
“We do. I did it because I was worried about you. You were just going to hurt yourself in the end. You know your parents will never approve of Zayn.” She tried to reason, reaching out for my arm. I pulled away from her.
“I know that! But I don’t care. I don’t care that they don’t like Zayn. I’m 19 for god’s sake Tamzyn. It doesn’t matter who they approve of anymore! I love Zayn and you took that away from me.” I chocked on the last part before falling back onto the bed as tears fell down my cheeks.
“Lace I...”
“Just go Tamzyn. We’re not friends anymore. I don’t want to see or hear from you again. Just, just leave.” I rolled over so my back was to her as I pulled the pillow towards myself. I heard her sobbing before the bed shifted and the door was shut. There was a click signalling it had been locked as well.
My lip quivered as I laid there for a moment before fresh tears began to fall. I had never felt so alone in my life. I couldn’t contact Zayn. I couldn’t contact anyone. I was alone and afraid; afraid that I would never see Zayn again; Afraid that in the end, I would have to marry Edmund. I clutched the pillow tighter to myself, wishing that it was Zayn hugging me back, whispering sweet words that always calmed me down.
Oh dang, how did I completely skip so much! I have so much reading to do in the next two days before UNI starts. I probably won't be sleeping tonight, but I literally don't care I need to know it all!
8/26/14