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THE DARK PRINCESS

THE DARK PRINCESS

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I am Mia, the dark PRINCESS. I was the beginning and I am also the ending. I am the light that brights the dark path..........

Chapter 1 PRINCESS MIA

I was sitting in front of the camera, trying to record my project just like the literature teacher demanded when I heard my name.

"Mia!!!!!!!" I heard my nanny calling, and I knew it was time to eat breakfast and get ready before the school bus got here.

I chose to ignore her because I was not feeling well enough to go to school, but no one wanted to listen to me. They think I was making excuses to skip school.

When I said I was not feeling fine, I did not mean physically; I meant emotionally. Things haven't been so great for me at all.

"Young woman, why aren't you answering your name?" My mom asked, barging into my room with a furious expression on her face.

"Don't you know how to knock"? I asked her, totally ignoring her look.

"What did you just say?" She asked, coming close to me.

"I said, Don't you know how to knock, or do you just intrude on people's privacy?" I repeated, looking her straight in the eye.

"So you have grown wings to talk back at me, right?" She asked, dragging me by the hair, but I pushed her. She fell back and was surprised by my action.

"Don't ever drag me like that again; I am not the small Mia you used to know. This Mia right here is ready for anything." I told her as I took my school bag and headed down the stairs.

I went to the kitchen to see if I could grab something to eat. I was about to turn when I felt something hitting my head. It was my mom; she broke a plate on my head.

Did she just break a plate on my head? I felt something liquid running down my face, and when I touched it, it was blood. I heard screams around me, but I was feeling dizzy. Then I felt something deep, like something controlled my body, and I headed straight for the kitchen knife and went after her.

I wanted to make sure I damaged her stupid face so no modeling company in the whole of America would ever want her again. But she was fast enough to block it, making me stab her hand instead.

"Mia!!!!! Please stop this at once. What has come over you?" I hear my nanny saying, and then it feels like the spell has left. What just happened? I looked around to see my mom on the floor with her hands bleeding. She looked scared, but what is she scared of, and why is she bleeding? I looked at my hand and saw a knife with blood dropping out of it.

What have I done? I stabbed her, but I didn't do it.

Before I knew what was happening, the police were already at my house, and I was arrested.

As they took me away, I saw my mom being treated by a doctor, and she did not even think twice before telling the police to make sure I never came out of the cell and that they should make sure I never got out.

"Miss, what's your name?" One of the officers asked me.

"My name is Mia," I replied to him.

"Who is that woman that you stabbed?" He asked

"She is my mom," I replied with my head down.

"How old are you, Mia?"

"I'm fifteen years old."

"Why did you stab your mom, Mia, knowing you would be punished by the law?"

"I don't know what came over me; she broke a plate on my head, and before I knew it, I was with a knife, and she was already bleeding."

"Wait, she broke a plate on your head?" He asked

"Yes," I replied before he even noticed I was bleeding. He stood up and left. When he came back, he brought a first-aid kit with him and tended to my wound.

"Mia, can you tell me more about your mom?" He said. It was more of a request than a question.

"But everyone knows her; she is a well-known model," I replied. My mom is a model who cares nothing about anyone but herself.

"I know everyone knows her as a model, but I want to know her as a mother, not a model," he said.

"Okay, what do you want to know?" I asked him.

"What was your relationship with her like?" He asked.

"We don't get along; we are more like enemies. All my life, she was never there; all she ever wanted was to get more beautiful for her modeling business. I was raised by my nanny because she was never around. I barely see her, and we totally lived like strangers until last year, when she started hitting me for no reason. Whenever she has a bad day, she will say that I caused it," I told him.

"What about your dad?" He asked

"I think it's better you ask her that," I replied, not wanting to be the one to say that part. A woman who left her marriage for her career. She didn't even consider her children.

The officer took me back home and requested to see my mom, who was not happy to see me at all.

I was told to go upstairs since they had something to discuss. I went to my room restless, not knowing what they were talking about, which killed my curiosity.

My life has never been as I expected. My mom got married to a well-known king in England; she wanted to be a model, but the king needs a queen beside him. My mom was pregnant when she gave birth; she had twins, me and my brother. We were just a few months old when my mom filed for divorce, and she took everything she wanted, but my father wanted my twin brother, leaving me with her.

At least that's what my nanny told me since she has been close to my mom. She said my mom never said why she left her marriage. She only said she wanted to live her dream. I loved my mom so much, but she was never there for me.

On my graduation day, I waited to see my mom, but instead I saw my nanny; she was the one there. My mom just cared about her weight, how to look beautiful, how to buy the latest outfit, and how to impress the world.

I grew up without my mother's love. When I turned twelve, she started acting weird toward me. She kept telling me that my father rejected me, and she told me that I should worship her for that.

She said she regretted not leaving me with the motherless baby or even selling me out. Those were the words I heard all my life growing up with her. I was rejected by my father and hated by my mother.

My mom said she would send me over to my father when I turned sixteen. That was their agreement. And I will be sixteen in a few months. I'm scared; I don't want to jump from frying pan to fire. I do normally wonder how my brother is doing; I am sure he is having his best life.

But if you ask me, I want to stay here with my mom even though we don't get along. I can just avoid her, and maybe until I am ready to fend for myself. Growing up, I never lacked anything.

Since the day my mom took me, my father has opened a separate account under my name where he pays in money every month for my upkeep.

But my mom never gave me access to it; she said not until I turned sixteen. I heard a knock on my door, and when I opened the door, it was my mom and the officer standing beside her.

I stood staring at them because they were not saying anything, and then my mom sighed.

"Start packing, young lady; you have a flight to catch tomorrow morning," she said with a mean face.

"What? I thought you said I wouldn't go until I was sixteen, and it's like two months away," I replied.

"Well, I changed my mind. I will do anything to get you away from me," she said and left.

"Hey, you don't look excited about going to see your father. And I heard you were an infant the first time you met him," the officer said.

"I see him every day on TV, and that's enough for me. He doesn't want me, so why should I stay with him?" I said, nearly screaming at the officer.

"I'm sorry, Mia, but no matter what, he is your father, and nothing can change that. You can just go; maybe it won't be that bad. After all, your dad is a king, which makes you a princess, and every girl your age will love and wish to have your life," he said.

"Then they are stupid; I don't want to be a princess; I don't want to be called a freak by my friends; I don't want this life," I said, nearly in tears.

"I'm sorry, Mia, but you don't get along with your mom, and your dad is the only person you can stay with. And I am sorry if your friends think that you are a freak. But what really matters is what you think about yourself; that's all," he said before he left.

I just want to live a life like a normal girl, not the daughter of a model or some princess.

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