1 Fairy tales
Love. A fictional word. Something that doesn't exist. Amelia lopez knows this. Everyone knows this. Fairy tales were never about finding "true love". Theyre a harsh wake up to reality.
Snow white? The evil queen wanted more money and ended up selling snow White to prince charming. He used her as a toy for his own selfish needs and desires. Snow white had had enough and ran away into the woods, only to stumble upon seven drawfs, who took her in as a slave, abusing her. Until one day she died from the food poisoning from the scraps the drawfs had fed her.
Sleeping beauty? Her parents wanted the perfect child, so they forced fairies to give Aurora the gift of beauty and the gift of song. Maleficent decided to give her a gift as well and cursed Aurora to die at the age of 16. Auroras parents saw this as an imperfection and started to hate her for it. They turned her into a slave and made her spin thread on the spinning wheel in the basement of the castle. Deciding shed had enough, she used the spindle and stabbed herself 6 times and bled to death.
Cinderella? She was the child of a rapist. Her 'father' used woman as slaves around his house and raped them whenever he pleased. As young as the age of 7 she was raped. She tried to fight against him and punch him before running off. He found her in the woods by an oak tree and took her back and chained her in hia basement. He forsed her to watch him kill her mother, as punishment as disobeying him and running off. She stayed there knowing there escape.
The little mermaid? Prince eric visited ariel everyday. But then he suddenly stopped. Ariel, wanting to see him, traded with ursula her voice for a pair of legs, knowing shed never be allowed back in the Atlantic. But when Ariel went on land she saw that he was married and had a child. Brokenhearted, she drowned herself, not being able to bear the pain of not being with Eric and being banished from Atlantica.
Beaury and the beast? I dont think I really need to explain. I mean hello? Stockholm syndrome anybody?
They arent happy huh? But thats life. Everybody knew thats the way it is.
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"Amelia! Time to wake up!"
I listen as I hear footsteps running up the stairs. I close my eyes tighter and go under my blanket. Please no. I dont wanna get up.
"Amelia! Come on!" I hear from behind the door. My brother slams my bedroom door open and I feel my blanket get ripped off me. I rub my eyes as I attempt to stay warm.
"Amelia! Were gonna be late for school if you don't get up".
"Aaron its 6:00, I dont think were gonna be late." He glares at me.
"You know I have to be there by 7:15 Amelia".
"Fine, Ill be ready in an hour" I groan.
"Just hurry up, you know I cant be late". I watch as he runs his fingers through his hair, a habit he does when hes stressed.
"Geez Aaron, whats got your panties in a twist?" I smirk.
"Amelia, I dont have time for this. You know Im gonna be CEO soon". He turns his back facing me.
"Im gonna wait outaide by the car. Hurry up". He walks out and closes the door and I hear him run down the stairs. I sigh. Whatever. Just because your gonna be CEO of dads company soon doesn't mean you rub it in my face.
You see society is all about money. Thats why lots of people have arranged mariages. Thats what my mom did. Thats what her sister did. That's practically what the world does. Society lives on money. Thats why being the CEO of the biggest company in New York is such a big deal. Aaron doesnt necessarily need to marry anyone because were already rich. But I think my dad wants him to marry his friends daughter, so they can join the companies. Because I come from the most powerful company in New York means I dont need to marry for money either, since Im already loaded. But because Im a girl, the rules differ. You see Society is also sexist, so even if your rich, if your a girl, your gonna get married. Its guarenteed.
I stand up and stretch while I stifle a yawn. I run a hand through my messy hair before I walk towards ny bathroom to have a shower. I dry myself after my shower and decide to wear something simple for today. I leave my hair out and walk to the mirror and do my makeup. I don't do much because I cant really be bothered. I give myself one last look in the mirror. My wavy black hair is down my lower back and my chocolate Brown eyes stare back at me. I give myself a nod of approval and walk out of my room with my bag. I walk into the kitchen and grab an apple and head outside to the car to see Aaron leaning against the car with his phone out. He looks up at me.
"Ready?"
I nod.
"Ready".
