30 day challenge-Day 17: Alexander
Broken dreams are easier to live with when you ruin someone else’s,too. She may not be alive to see it, but I guarantee you she has. I wanted to be something other than what my father expected of me and wished my mother didn’t want a daughter so badly. Rebecca made me think there was hope for me and believed that I could actually be a good person. It’s hard to be a good person when the one you love has never actually loved you.
My mother grew up in a small town in New England named Shadowcliffe. My sister always jokes about how it sounds like the name of a crappy romance novel, but she’s a bitch. Anne has always been haughty and aristocratic and looks down on me and my sister. Shadowcliffe isn’t so bad and it’s the people around that make things in your life bad, not the place itself. The Bennetts were a founding family, but people call them “Bennett Bitches” for a reason. Half of the town thinks they’re heaven sent and the other thinks they’re evil hypocrites. I grew up hating them by default, since they were my mother’s enemy. The Moreau’s, The Blackwoods and the Becketts all hate the Bennetts and the Holts.
Rebecca changed all that for me. She hadn’t grown up in town, she was more modern and didn’t automatically hate every single person her family did. I was shy, enjoyed people-watching and always let my little sister have the spotlight. It was what she craved and it was something I wished I never had. Being the only son of Gabriel De Lyncree and Eilith Moreau was a burden I hated carrying. My father wanted me to work beside him to make the world a more interesting place and create a sanctuary for non-humans. Reptile Aliens had given him power and resources, all so he could give them a brave new world to live in. My mother simply wanted me to make her proud and shove my older brother out of the way. Varuk was adopted,so in my mother’s eyes, he didn’t count.
What did I want? I wanted someone other than my sister to see me. I wanted to escape from the shadow cast on my name. I wanted to be loved for who I was and I thought I had that. It was all a lie, though. In the end, she was just like every other woman in her family. She made sure that I could see no evil, which meant that I never saw her. I just wanted to love and be loved and now, no one else can have her.
I heard crying noises and remembered that I wasn’t alone. “Please…let hero go. She’s just a child and if you want revenge, take it out on me. You already killed my daughter and I’ll never forget the look on her face,” the woman pleaded. Her speech was impassioned and on anyone else it would have worked,but all it did was make me laugh. A bitter, hollow laugh. I’d never trust a word out of a Bennett bitch’s mouth ever again. I was glad that Agnes could see her daughter; it made things even more fun.
“Oh, you stupid, stupid bitch. I am taking it out on you and always planned to. If you weren’t paying attention before, then we’ll have to try harder, won’t we? Here, kitty kitty,” I said as I stroked her gently. I had always wanted a kitten and now I had one, so why would I let her go?