Snippet #974882

"Yeah you do that." was my only response towards my brother's final response before making a mad dash away on his broom. Medeia simply nodded at him with not even the slightest word; that ticked me off. Then again everything she could possibly say or do would tick me off now; to think that she came up with the plan to ruin my life. MY OWN MOTHER. "Mom I have to ask. Do you hate me because I don't have to pretend to be young unlike you, or do you hate me because I am actually pretty unlike you who hides being ugly with fake beauty?" Yes, I did. I pushed her big red button. It wouldn't have been the first time; I do that whenever my pranks don't work on her and she remains calm. Of course usually that was only one of her buttons; this time I had actually pushed both.

Medeia hated being called both old and ugly and that showed through her face; it had now been twisted into the biggest frown of fury that it could possibly be twisted into. "Perhaps you have forgotten that at your age I was considered beautiful; unlike you whom no man old or young would even take a second glance at. May I also remind you that I am much more powerful than you and should you disrespect or ruin this plan of peace I will.....well let us just say there are worst things than death my dear. Tommy here is proof of that." the Queen said directing her hands towards her umbrella cat.

With those words I realized I was beat. She was right; no man had ever considered me as beautiful or a real lady and I guess that did mean I was neither (though the second part didn't really surprise nor bother me). My mother was also more powerful than me also, so once again I repeat: I am beat. Bowing my head in both respect and defeat I turned and left; riding my broom stick all the way to my room but before I could make it more than three feet away my mother spoke again. "Oh and by the way, you fiances will be coming here I expect you to greet them."

I could feel it; I had to get to my room before it became truth. I road faster than I had on my way there; which let me say is a feat in itself. When I reached my room I entered and with a flick of my wrist my windows and doors were closed and locked. The curtains were also closed submerging me in my room alone except for Jacky and my lit latern.

((sorry it took so long for me to post. It isn't even that long I know. I seem to have caught pnemonia or whatever so everything is coming out slowly for me. sorry again))