Caught Between (If Roses Are Red #1)

"Anna, get your ass here." Daddy hollered."What is it?" I groaned reluctant to get up from my bed."School starts in an hour and God knows how you are going to get there on time."I hate school. Who the 'f' invented it anyway?Daddy came in my room and hit my leg."Get up Anna, your mother would soon be back. You and I both know she must not see you in bed."Oh shit. I sit up quickly and gave him a kiss on the cheek. I run into the one bathroom in the apartment which we lived in. You see, we're your typical poor family living in the outerpart of Lilaria. My parents own a laundromat. A pretty decent family job huh?"Anna." I hear mum shout. "I'm coming, I'm coming," I adjust my school uniform and grabbed my bag hurrying out.Tsking she wagged her finger at me in warning, "You this child.""Morn

Crud!"I'm sorry I didn't mean to. I was going my own way,please don't hurt me." I said in a rush not turning. Dear God, if I survive, I promise to be a good girl and never eavesdrop again."Anna where are you?" I heard Miss Joy call. The familiar redhead in multicolored dress made her way to us. She looked confused, looking at the scary personified gripping my shoulder.The bell rang. Oh nooooo, that precious slice of pizza. I run away to Miss Joy pulling her away and making sure Crown Prince Nolan didn't see my face."Hey," I said,"I was just on my way to the cafe to you know eat. Don't go that way Miss Joy, let's go away." Please for your sake and mine. Especially mine.Looking behind me, she drew out an okay. I pull her into the office. I started babbling nonsense to buy myself time. After fifteen minutes or so, I peek out the office. When I didn't see you-know-who, I let out a sigh I

If horses could fly and pigs could talk then I would be far away from this class. Math. Can you blame me? OK OK I'm not an A+ student nor am I a D- but Math is just not the type of guy I'd love to hang out with.   "Open your textbooks to page 34 and solve the questions in exercise 7b." Mr Diden the math teacher said.   Flutter of books is heard as everyone hunches over their desk to solve the math problem. My back itch but I resist the urge to do so. I twitch in my seat  "Pst, you okay?" Henry asked.   "Yeah."

The words, 'Dining tonight comes with gun wounds' perfectly described the Bill family at the dining.The meal felt like sandpaper in my throat. My mother made an extravagant meal tonight. Vic was confused with the way she kept giving him more chicken saying soon he would he would eat more of that. I feel I am being sold. Dad didn't eat but stared on like a deer caught in the headlight of a car."That is it. What's going on?" Vic asked.I looked from my mother to my father taking in their contrasting expression,"Nothing." I said letting my fork danced around the plate."You never toy with food, sis," He said again after a while, "What are you guys hiding from me?"I nod and sniffled, "Thanks for the meal. Good night." I leave the table and go to my room trying to draw up something. Instead I make a list.Reasons why I can't marry the crown prince1.

Life is never fair, they say. My life has been by this and seems like it's always going to be. Wishes and hopes are out of my grip. I come up with a plan to run away from home. I have some savings to get me far away if I take a train at the nearest train station.  I tiptoe towards the kitchen to avoid waking my parents up. On my way, I hear arguments between my dad and mom. "We can't give her to them." I heard dad say. "Thomas, everything debt we owe would be paid." "We are not selling our daughter." "No. We are not, but she's our way out of not giving her to Guy. Which do you prefer? Her marriage to the prince and a win win for u