Scarred Luna

Kieran’s POV

I couldn’t believe my ears. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I hadn’t just heard what I had, it still didn’t work. But somehow, even after hearing it, and clearly too, I still refused to believe it. I couldn’t. There was no way I could. Why would I in the first place? Because it didn’t sound like her, at all. It didn’t sound like Sabrina at all.

Perhaps my mind was playing a trick on me. I’d been stressed, mentally especially, and it would be no surprise if it had gotten to the point where I was hearing things and making up scenarios in my head.

That was probably what just happened. Because I knew Sabrina, and there was no way she would have said that. Right?

The more I asked myself that question, the more anxiety swirled in the pit of my belly. I couldn’t help but feel like I already knew the answer, but for some strange reason, I just couldn’t bring myself to answer it.

I pressed my eyes shut as I allowed the words to echo over and over in my head.

“Kieran shouldn’t even be here in the first place. She needs to leave. Now” Each word drove a deep gash straight into my chest the more I replayed it in my head.

It made no sense. Why would she want me to leave? She was the major reason I was here in the first place. If she hadn’t saved me back then, I wouldn’t have known this place existed. If she really wanted me gone, why did she treat me all nicely? Why did she ask me to feel at home? Why did she help me get a job with Mrs Eliza? Why? Why did she do all of that? Just so she could turn her back on me now?

“You can’t be serious.” Someone else beat me to talking. Apparently, it was Xander, and I still didn’t know if I was relieved to hear his voice or not.

“You’ve got to be kidding” he said, almost sounding like he was struggling to believe his ears.

“Do I look like I’m joking?” Sabrina wasn’t whispering, and I definitely didn’t imagine the rage lying underneath her tone.

“Do you really think I’m joking?” she asked again.

“Sabrina.” Xander said sternly. I could easily make out his struggle of trying to keep his calm and lashing out at the same time.

“I have no idea what you’re playing at, or why you’re acting like this, but I think it’s going a little too far. Stop it” he said, clearly still in disbelief. You and I both, Xander.

“I can’t believe you still think I’m joking” she said and I snuck a peek at the duo. With a sort of menacing aura, she walked towards Xander. Of course, she looked like a mouse in front of him but I could still make out the terrifying aura, until she looked at his face and cowered back.

“I mean it Xander. Every word I said.” she clarified.

“It just doesn’t make any sense why you, of all people, would-”

“Is it that unbelievable?” Sabrina asked, cutting him off.

“Can you really not believe that I said she has no right to be in this house anymore?” she asked, placing extra emphasis on “no right”.

“Yes.” Xander said, his resolve almost breaking.

“Because you brought her here. She’s in this house because of you. You picked her up from the verge of death and brought her here. Without telling me even, and that meant you were comfortable with her living with us. So what’s with the sudden switch up?” he asked and I craned my neck. I also wanted to know..

“Because I didn’t expect her to stay this long!” She exclaimed abruptly. “I thought she would have left by now. Honestly, if I had any idea that she was going to be here till this moment, then I would have left her there to die.” She said.

What?!

Sabrina’s words slashed me straight in the gut. I gripped my chest as I felt a tiny ache in it but it didn’t take too long for it to spread. I felt weak and my knees wobbled. My stomach churned and my vision blurred. A wave of dizzy spells hit me, but I was quick to grab on to something.

When I first heard Sabrina’s outburst, a teeny tiny voice whispered to me to make my way out of there. What I’d heard was already bad enough, and if I knew that things were only going to get worse from there, then best believe I would have left a long time ago.

My heartbeat thumped loudly against my chest as I focused on Sabrina’s words. Did she really mean that? Did she what she just told Xander? What if…

The rest of my words lodged at the base of my throat as I staggered back. With my mind and soul literally out of my body, it made sense that I didn’t notice the huge vase that stood in the corner, until I knocked it down. Not again.

A loud clattering sound filled the air, and I pressed my hands to my ears immediately. A sharp pain spread through my leg and I figured a piece of the broken ceramic vase had sliced through my skin.

Oh goddess.

Not only had I broken this, now Sabrina and Xander would know that…

“What the hell is going on here?” I paused at the interruption. The mere sound of her voice was more than enough to keep me rooted to my spot. My heart leapt to my throat as I thought of an escape plan, but all I could come up with was a million and one dead ends. Shit, I was dead. Finished.

I pressed my eyes shut, hoping that if I ignored her long enough, she would disappear, but I couldn’t be more wrong.

“You.” She stood right in front of me, pointing a perfectly manicured nail in my direction.

“I should have known this was your doing. Why are you always up to no good?” she asked.

“Ma’am, I’m so sorry, I-” I started but of course, she cut me off.

“What the hell are you still doing here even?” Xander’s mum hissed with pure venom in her voice.

“I thought my son would have taken care of trash like you by now. Or Sabrina even.” she said, a look of disappointment washing over her face and not to mention, the constant disgust that clouded her features because of, well, you know, me. The trash.

“Mother.” Xander’s voice was loud, and the warning was clear.

“I wasn’t expecting you to agree.” His mother scoffed.

“Sabrina, what do you think my dear?” she asked.

Pin drop silence settled amongst us. Suddenly, I felt like I was in the middle of some kind of gameshow, where my fate was going to be decided by someone I knew. If I hadn’t seen this side of the woman I’d spent most of my time with in this mansion, maybe I would have an inkling of relief thrumming underneath my veins. Instead of that, anxiety and fear nipped at my skin, and I feared that I was going to pass out.

“Sabrina.” Xander warned. I could almost taste the remaining words. It was a clear warning to mind what she was about to say.

“Go on dear.” Xander’s mother was the instigator here and if it wasn’t clear at this point, then I had no idea what was. ” Go on.”

“I think she should leave.” Sabrina mouthed, her words echoing around me.

“I never should have brought her in here in the first place.” she said.

My heart stopped and a gasp slid past my lips as I looked at her. She avoided my eyes.

Every piece of hope I once had didn’t take too long to disappear. They evaporated into thin air and I felt my heart snap into two, before crumbling into dust.

That was all I needed to hear. I’d actually heard enough from the beginning, but this was all I needed to finally believe that I never meant anything to Sabrina. I was nothing but trash, and trash didn’t belong in the mansion or anywhere nice. They belonged in the dumpster, where they would be scorned for simply just existing.

My eyes scanned the palace one last time and I did the first thing that came to mind. I ran. With breeze nipping at my skin, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me.

I faintly heard Xander calling out to me, but I didn’t care. There was no need for him to try and make things better. His mum and Sabrina were right, I didn’t belong here.

The moment I got into my room, I reached into my wardrobe and pulled out a medium sized bag. I’d gotten it for myself after a few shifts at the salon. It wasn’t a lot, and I’d hoped to fill it with the many clothes and stuff I was going to get for myself. But I guess that was going to have to wait at the moment.

I pulled clothes out of their hangers, just the ones I got for myself anyway. There weren’t a lot, but that was the least of my problems right now. When I was sure I packed all of my basic necessities, I did a little sweep across the room. I wasn’t sure what I was looking for, but I knew I was going to find it the moment I laid my eyes on it.

The words had barely left my mind before I found it. Just on my bedside table, was the bracelet that Sabrina had gotten me. Tearing my eyes away from the object, I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked out of the room.

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