CHAPTER FORTY SIX

Previously on Avenging Angels

Rose meets up with her sisters and tells them about the event of yesterday. She goes to see Matilda again and this time, she wasn't leaving empty-handed.

FORTY-SIX

"Rose's and Avalor's babies were switched on 20th May 2000," she said as her grey eyes were far off.

"W-what?" I stuttered out in a daze and my heartbeats became too loud that I could hear it in my eardrums.

"W-what are you...saying?" I whispered and clutched the chair with my sweaty hands.

"Rose's baby was a beautiful girl just like Avalor's but they were switched in the hospital," she said and a single tear dropped from her eye.

"Oh, God" I spurt out as I slowly got up from the chair.

I don't know how my legs carried me out of the room and through the hallway but all I know is that the sun was burning my skin as I walked out of the gate.

I couldn't register anything in my head. What Matilda just said, I didn't understand.

It can't be possible, it just can't.

How could I possibly be the daughter of the woman who killed my father? No! No! That's not possible.

It's not true.

I heard a screeching sound coming from somewhere but my brain was too occupied to care.

"Hey! Are you insane?! How could you walk in front of a moving car like that?!" I heard a man saying but I didn't pay a single attention to him as my head was ringing.

Before I knew it, I fell on the pavement. I couldn't take it anymore. I brought my fist to hit my chest as I felt the familiar sensation of doom taking over my heart.

No! I am not the daughter of Avalor Bladderwort.

Miss Helda...

She would know.

I abruptly stood up and walked away without answering the young lady who was concerned about me.

I walked down the streets and hopped into a cab. My fingers were tangled and my bottom lip quivered as my head was reeling with denial and pain.

As soon as I got into the mansion, I walked into the kitchen, searching for Miss Helda.

"How's your grandma?" Violet who was by the counter asked.

"Where's Miss Helda?" I ignored her question.

"Uh, in her room..." she frowned.

I walked to the maid quarters and barged into her room, forgetting about the courtesy of knocking.

"Tell me I'm not her daughter!!!" I exclaimed as I entered and she looked up from her book.

"Excuse me?" she asked in confusion.

"Tell me I'm not Avalor's daughter, please..." I bit my lip to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"How...Who told you that?" the dreaded look on her face didn't appease my anxiety.

"I met with the nurse that was in charge of my mother that day and...and s-she said the babies were switched. Regina and I were switched?!" I ran my hands through my hair.

"Rose, calm down. I didn't tell you yesterday because I thought it wasn't important" she took off her reading glasses.

"Wasn't important? How the hell is telling me I am the daughter of a murderer not important?! How?" I cried out.

"Lower your voice. Do you want the girls to find out?" she hissed.

"Sit down," she said and I grudgingly sat on the chair opposite her.

"It was after your mother was killed..." I didn't want to listen but I forced myself to.

"The doctors ran a few tests on Avalor's baby and they found out her heart was failing and they predicted she wouldn't live till five years of age. Avalor was devastated but most of all, she was scared. She knew that if Brad's father found out about it, he would be livid and demand the baby to be killed.

"So before Brad's parents got there, she ordered a nurse to take her baby and switch it with another baby"

"T-that baby was... me?" I whimpered.

"No," she said and I looked up at her.

"Yes, the nurse did change you with Avalor's baby but I changed you back and put another baby in your place. After what happened to your mother, I couldn't let something like that happen to you" she let out.

I brought out a huge breath of relief and my entire body relaxed.

"Thank God..." I breathed out.

"Do you hate her so much that even the thought of being related to her creeps you out?" she asked.

The glare I shot in her direction made her look away from me.

"Do you even listen to yourself? I hate that woman with every single cell in my body, in fact, I abhor her!" I raved.

"If I were ever her daughter, I will cut my own throat rather than call her my mother"

"But..."

"But what? But what?! I should forgive her for what she did? I should forget the sins she committed? Is that what you're trying to say?" I stood up from the chair.

"Even if I were to die, I would spend my last breath cursing her entire generation!!" I spat out harshly.

"She had a reason to hate your mother-"

"Are you seriously defending her right now?! She is a monster, a monster that didn't think twice before throwing her daughter out of her life!" I ranted out of anger.

"She..."

"Save it!" I walked out of the room before she could complete her sentence.

I'm not in the mood to listen to gibberish today.

I am feeling so upset and I just longed for someone's company.

I knew just who to go to.

*****

I slowly turned the doorknob as I stealthily entered the room after making sure no one is around the hallway.

I saw him sitting on his desk with his back towards me as he rapidly tapped the keyboard and a sneaky smile rushed into my lips.

With my best sneaking skills, I walked slowly towards him without making a single sound.

He hummed a light tone and bounced his head as his entire focus was on his laptop.

"Hey, baby boy!" I wrapped my hands around his shoulders and he jolted up with a fright.

"God, you scared the poop out of me!" he exclaimed and held his heart as I laughed at his face.

"Ha, ha. Real funny" he said with a flat face.

"What are you so engrossed in that you didn't even hear me opening the door?" I smiled.

"I was working," he said and pointed to the laptop.

"Yeah, I can see that" I taunted and ruffled his hair when I saw a girl in a bikini on his tab.

"Stupid ad!" he cursed and quickly removed the page.

My laughter filled the air and I felt instantly refreshed, the incident of this morning vanishing from my head gradually.

"What?" I implored as he was staring at me with a small smile.

"You came into my room willingly, everything okay?" he raised a question.

"Does something has to be wrong before I can see you?" I crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows but the smile was still planted on my lips.

"Technically, no. Just asking so I can watch out for any incoming danger" he shrugged.

"Oh, I may have to tell the sniper in the other building to hold the trigger" I rolled my eyes and he snickered.

"I'm glad you came to see me" he drew me forward and I settled on his lap.

"I missed you" he smiled and wrapped his hands on my waist.

"I did too" I used my finger to trace his bottom lips and he let out a shaky breath.

"I missed your voice" I trailed my hands over his lips.

"I missed your smile" I ran my hands over his cheekbones.

"I missed your strong arms" I brushed his arms.

"I missed you" I wrapped my hands on his neck and leaned closer.

As I was about to enclose my lips with his, we heard the screech of the door opening and in a second, I flew out of his arms and straightened my uniform.

"Didn't I tell you to get my clothes from the dry cleaner?! Why haven't you still got it?!" he yelled and I jumped back a little for the effect.

"I'm... I'm sorry sir" I lowered my head to mask the laughter that was rumbling in my stomach.

I looked at Francesca that was standing by the door, holding a glass of juice in her hands and her eyes were diverting between Chris and me.

I motioned for her to just leave because he is very angry and she stepped out of the room after giving me a pitiful look.

We went in complete silence for some seconds after she left. We then looked at each other and it wasn't long before I was on the floor, laughing so hard and holding my stomach.

And just like that, he made my day.