Filthy Rich by Atarah Yvaine (books to read fiction TXT) 📗

My scholarship. 

While neatly folding the pajama's that I wore last night I heard a loud knock on the bedroom door. I quickly hang one strap of my bag to my left shoulder, give myself a final look and get out from the bathroom. Someone is hitting the door continuously. I placed the pajamas in the end of the bed, arranged the crumpled sheet and headed to the big classy doors. 

My hand was already in the door knob when I start thinking twice if I should open the door or not. The person behind the doors is hitting the door like a madman now and so I was left with no choice but to open up thinking it might be the owner or the Cavellis. 

A woman with a heavy make up and slutty outfit was revealed by the door. She looked enraged. I was so shocked when she suddenly attacked me. She strongly pulled my hair tugging me inside the bedroom.

"You don't deserve him, bitch" she shouted at me while I was struggling to free my hair from her grasp. My head hurts like hell and I was so worried about my wound. 

"Please let me go" I beg but she pulled my hair more, dragging me on the bedroom floor. She then hovers over on top of me and started slapping me. I tried to kick her and covers my face but it's futile. I was still weak from yesterday and here I am struggling for escape. 

"I'm better than you. Ugly Flirt." she was so mad at me when I don't even know her. 

"Fuck you bitch!! You're such a flirt!! Leave him Alone!" she was yelling and cursing while I'm using both of my hand as a shield. I tried to push her out of me again but she didn't even budge. She's so strong or I am just so weak for I haven't eat anything since last night.

I'm hopeless.

I felt a sharp quick pain on my face when she scratched it using her long finger nails.

"Ugly Whore. Fuck You for stealing him from me" She again slapped me with much intensity and anger.

I started to feel lightheadedness and it seems like my world is spinning. She continued hitting me till I felt a hot fluid oozing out from my forehead. I also felt some coming from my nose. I feel so exhausted and beaten up.

The mental defective woman finally stopped battering me when she noticed something on my face. She has the shocked and guilty expression on her face. 

"Oh my gosh, you're bleeding." She worriedly looks at her hands stained with some of my blood. I also got anxious when I saw my own blood.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH HER?" Someone shouted and finally I started to heard a lot of footsteps going in our direction. The woman fearfully stands up letting me go.

"Ellie" A gentle hands help me get up. I felt so dizzy that I don't even recognize that it's Mr. Cavelli.

"Bullshit, woman!! What did you do to her?" He intensely looks at the woman. It's the first time I heard him shout at someone this loud and full of anger.

"She started the fight. I was just protecting myself." The woman reasoned out and started crying. I was surprised with her sudden act. She's playing the victim card. What a best actress we have here. 

Mr. Cavelli carried me and lay me in the bed. I close my eyes because I suddenly felt sleepy and tired. 

I can still hear Mr. Cavelli confronting the woman, not letting her go.

"You can't fool me, Georgina. I saw you tormenting her. She didn't even retaliate your attacks. You lying whore."  He sounded so mad. I sense that someone sits beside me. I opened my eyes and saw Mrs. Cavelli. She wiped the tears that are unconsciously falling from my eyes. I didn't even know I was crying. 

"My poor sweetie, are you okay?" she’s on the verge of crying looking so problematic. She’s looking at me with panicky eyes. She wants to do something but she’s too nervous to even think

I curled up, hug myself and cry even more.

What did I do to deserve this?

I don't even know by now how being okay feels like.

"Honey, let's bring her to the hospital. She's hurt" the concerned and calm Mrs. Cavelli is now shouting at her husband.

"Hold that whore and don't let her go." Mr. Cavelli ordered the men in suits to take a hold of Georgina and I heard her shrieked. He then come to my side and try to stop me from crying.

"Hush now sweetie, she's going to regret this. I promise." he gave me an apologetic and comforting smile as he pats my head. 

"And where the hell is Deus? I can't believe he left you here alone" his voice was little more than murmur this time. Seems like he doesn't want me to hear it but I did. 

"She's bleeding Donny. What we need right now is a doctor not our careless of a son. Call a freaking ambulance" Mrs. Cavelli is now losing her cool. 

"Our family doctor is on her way. Can you calm down?"  Donny looks stressed

"What's going on here?" I heard an unfamiliar modulated voice. I wiped my tears as I look up to a good looking, tall, sharp-featured and a well-built man. It looks like he was out for a run or maybe basketball because he was wearing a basketball tank, a running short and pair of cool basketball shoes. He was holding his water bottle on his left and his phone on the right and a towel is hanging on his neck. I can't stop myself from checking him out.