Xia’s POV
Celina was so lucky to get married to Jefferson. When I first found out about it when she told me that, I was already envious of her. How could the old Mr. Scott married his son to her? I remembered how were back in the orphanage;
The kids were bullying me and she saw that and interfered. I felt relieved when she showed up and fought them. She had bruises all over her but she didn’t care. She told me that she’s going to stay with me and she did.
But because of what she did, she became famous in the orphanage. The fact that she was really beautiful made all the boys admire her and the girls envious. I am also one of them. She was very confident ever since so I thought she was really smart. But when we had our little class, she always said that she didn’t know the answer so I thought I am better than her with studying. But even after that, the boys still liked her.
I often heard other kids tell me behind my back that I was her slave because I was always following her. Although it was true, Celina didn’t actually ask me to do anything. We played together and most of the time, she would always make me win. I know that, that’s when I started hating her. She thinks highly of herself. She used me so she will stand out.
When she has been adopted, I don’t feel anything but relief that I am able to leave her shadow. But because I was back from being alone, the other kids started to pick on me. But because I learned from her, I fought back. The administrator of the orphanage got mad at me and said that I was the one who taught Celina to fight just because she was no longer there and I fought with the others. They told me that I was a bad influence for her so it was good that she had been adopted.
Before she left the orphanage, she told me that she’s going to visit me. It didn’t happen so I get mad at her even more. Because she was already happy with her new family and forgot about me. Until my biological parents came and took me. I couldn’t believe it and I was so happy that they decided to take me back.
But all the happiness washed away when they let me work for them. They didn’t let me go to school and had me served drinks and beverages to their customers who were gambling in our house. They even sold me to those gamblers who wanted to pass their time in bed. “Mom, dad, what’s the meaning of this?” I asked when they wanted me to wear a skimpy dress. I will surely look like a s*** if I ever followed them.
“Just wear them and no more questions. Mr. Tan wants you. He’s already paid so get ready and do not embarrass us.” Mom said. Dad took me and put me in one of our rooms where Mr. Tan was. I couldn’t do anything but to just let him do what he wanted while I was crying. It was my first time and I felt hurt all over my body. He made me spread my legs so wide that it hurt me, bent me over and everything that I wanted to forget.
But that didn’t stop, more customers took me. There were times when there were four of them at the same time. I feel angry and furious at the world for putting me into this kind of life. Then I accidentally saw Celina walking on the street with her school bag. She was into college and I am not. I get even more furious when she looks more beautiful than ever.
I yelled at her, blamed her and told her everything I wanted to say to the world. Then she told me what happened after she got adopted. She may have been mistreated but she was still pure. She didn’t experience having different d***s on her mouth more than 5 times a day. She still had a better life than me.
Even if I was still angry at her, I pretended that I am still her friend and that I understand her. We saw each other every time I had time and I promised myself that I am going to bring her to my parents and become like me. I was sure that many old men would pay for her. But until now that she was married, I never got a chance to take her. She was always busy trying to do something I didn’t know.
I couldn’t do to her what I had planned now that she was married to a Scott. Jefferson is a wealthy businessman and was known around the country. The first time I saw him in the picture that Celina showed me, I liked him instantly. I wanted him to be mine. That’s why when I found out that he left after their marriage, I felt happy that he didn’t like Celina at all and it may be easier for me to get him.
I followed them on their date. Even though I was having a hard time getting in that mall, I still managed to do so. It was for the wealthy people and someone like me was uninvited.
When Celina offered me to come with them, of course I didn’t let that pass. At least I am going to be with my Jeff even for a while even if he ignored me the whole time.
So I asked her to go out and I was thankful that she agreed. I was disappointed when I saw her alone. I was expecting her to bring Jeff with her because he looked like he was trying to avoid me the first time we met because he likes me and Celina was with us.
Someone called Celina and I was sure that it was Jeff, so I thought that he would be coming over. We went to a restaurant and just as I planned, I asked one of our customers to just talk to her and nothing more. He was handsome and I’m sure that Celina will think that way. I let them talk and took some photos I could send to Jeff.
Then we ate after I came back and she sent me to the bus stop. I will surely ask her out again and will try to make her bring Jeff with her. I wanted to see him again. If only I could show up in his office just like that, I will surely do it. But I didn’t want my parents to know about him because I was worried that they would do something to him.
All I could do right now was to send Jeff everything that might be the reason for him leaving her. Just like the orphanage records and school records she showed me that I happened to take a picture. We were both from the orphanage, I had my real parents so I should be superior to her and not the other way around. She was always at home spending Jeff’s money while I was being treated like trash by those gamblers.
I am smart and she’s only a beauty, without her face she’s nothing. I am going to do everything to make her suffer much worse than what I had been through. And Jeff and I will be happy for the rest of our lives. I should be the one everyone calls Mrs. Jefferson Scott and not her. Jefferson is mine.