Season 2: Episode- 42

** Season 2: Episode- 42** **  Alisa’s POV :**      Next     day,   I sat there tapping my pen, I am thinking about Edwin..…. was I too harsh?....  I didn’t saw him earlier this morning… like he vanished. I got a call, I said, “Yea,, Grandpa”   Grandpa said, “How are you dear?” I answered, “I am good, what about you?”   Grandpa said, “I am fine… but can you come home, we are sending Ruth to rehab, she doesn’t know it yet…. But I want you to be there to send her off.”  I said, “Yes… I am coming…” I ended the call, I am somehow at rest, she needs this… she is 17 and on pretty bad path… Maybe this is the chance to help her… at least she can quit drugs.     I took my car keys, and rushed out of the store. I noticed only part timer is here with Tina. I said, “Tina.. I have something to do… please do this for me today…” I didn’t wait for her answer, I rushed out to my car.   I just hope she will be back with positivity. It’s a long way, just don’t go on the darker path.   After more 30 minutes I was at the front door, I walked in the house, and I saw no one around, the maids bowed to me and one of them said, “Miss…. everyone is in dining room…” yea.. lunch time.   I went to the dining room, I saw everyone… Grandpa said, “You are here… have a seat… let’s eat.”   I took my seat, but Ruth is not here. My mom said, “Alisa…. don’t mention it in front of Ruth…. she will be here soon, we haven’t told her yet…” she looks worried, of course she loves Ruth with no extend.    I nodded and said, “It’s fine…. I am glad at least you guys are trying.” The maids served me my food.   Grandma asked, “You can talk little nice to your mother, you really lack manners…” Dad is not paying attention to any of this, he worry is written over his face.  I smirked and said, “I learnt it from you, grandma….” She looks offended, she was about to say more but Grandpa said, “Enough… don’t start in front of food.” I looked down and then to grandpa, “I am sorry, grandpa…. But..”   I said further, “But, I will answer every time someone says this to me…. everyone should be at least pretend to care for me when they accept me to act nice.” Grandpa’s face is hard to read, but somehow I know he agrees with me….. at last he was the one to teach me to fight for myself….    Grandma whispered, “Ill mannered brat…”  I looked at her, there is simple reason why I am disliked….. I am not perfect…. not perfect enough…… not enough to raise this family name, not enough to make everyone brag about me… I own a small boutique all by myself… it somehow became shame for grandma too… I was not CEO or Model or Actress like her friends grandkids or kids….. I was just too normal for this family….. no skills in art or sport or study… I was just simply normal that became my curse….. but when Ruth was born, I realized…. What it feels to be replaced by something better than you….  It is worst feeling, you can’t complain because it’s your fault not be the perfect one…. I accepted it and moved aside from the line…. I didn’t wanted to break and fear to lose the love and affection which was traded against perfection….. because I was never perfect……   I can’t blame anyone, this is problem with big families…… when the class is higher, exceptions are higher……    I was brought back out of my thoughts as I saw Ruth walking in and talking her seat in beside me.    She said, “Mom… I need your credit card… you know the beauty pageant is next week…. And yea… should I sing or pay piano…” yea.. she is talented but wasted.    She was talking to mom as she was eating her food, she asked, “So… how about you, won’t you take part in it…. oh! wait… you can’t qualify the pageant…” she mocked.      I said, “Yea… what will I do…. I have a stable life, my own place, a boutique…. A car and some money to earn… I am being busy in beginning the real definition of cool….” She looked away.    She said, “I didn’t invited you in my house, Alisa…”    I was stunned, Grandpa was getting angry. but I have to admit everyone was shocked.   I said to Ruth, “I have the same rights as you on everything…. And yea.. you can start mentioning me as your elder sister…. this house also belongs to me, I just can’t live her because I can’t deal with your drama….” She tried to attack me, but I grabbed her hand and twisted it. I hear mom, “Alisa! let her go… she will get hurt…”   Dad said, “Don’t hit each other… behave like grownups…”    I said to Ruth as I twisted her hand more, “Manners is your first lesion…. It differentiate between Human and animals… choose on which side you are…” Authors note: pleased read my new novel THE SCARLET QUEEN