Chapter 1
I felt fear. Nothing else, just fear. My eyes were clouded by tears, my expression one of pain, my back full of sweat, my head aching but none of that seemed to matter. Looking into the gaze of the man I had once called my father, staring into those black pupils in which i knew held no reluctance or hope, i shivered.
" Father, i didnt do it", i said feeling the energy in my body seep out of me, " i really didnt kill him, i swear", i continued as all the air in my body seemed to fly out, every word taking almost five years of me.
I laughed in my mind, who would have thought that the usually arrogant and misbehaved princess of the James family could ever be like this. My wet hair stuck to my face, my body numb and my face pale, my previously pretty dress now torn and dirty, my long legs riddled with deep wounds but yet not a single shred of pain could be felt.
I was innocent, i was being framed but why did no one seem to believe me? I really was disappointed , i had done nothing wrong but still had to endure the fatal words and scorn being thrown at me. I really didnt care because the one person i hoped would believe me had not uttered a word, his eyes unfathomable and calm which made me scared
As my heart and head thumped louder and louder, i heard a deep, clear and magnetic voice say, "Our family cannot accept a murderer like you", the voice said.
All was quiet and an intense thickness rose in the air. Had i not heard right? I asked myself as the words my father said rang in my head like an alarm clock.
"But i didnt...", i mumbled before i was cut off by my fathers now merciless voice saying, "Enough!, take responsibility for what you did and stop lying", he said as he simultaeneously hit his cane on the floor.
"From here on, you are no longer affiliated to the James family in any way and you are no longer my daughter. Drew, take her away", he said as he stood up and walked out, everyone else following suit as i was left kneeling on the floor with a ghastly expression on my face. His words ringing in my head over and over again, 'lying?', 'but im not lying', i kept saying in my head. The one person i cared about, thought would believe me, would protect me and rid me of this accusation had said straight to my face that i was lying.
I had a lot to say but my mouth could only utter one word, "wow!", i exclaimed as i laughed maniacally. I didnt know what i was laughing at, myself or my father but i was rather better after letting it out. Human beings were cruel and vile and i learnt this the hard way, through experience. Afterall, i had just fallen from grass to grace. What else could go wrong?.