Living it my way, Shweta Patil [good english books to read TXT] 📗

Author's Note

This is not so much of an author's note as an author's remainder of what was printed inside this small pages. This book is a work of fiction. I made it up.

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PROLOGUE

"Mia, Open your eyes babe! We are done." I heard three of my best friend’s voice at the same time. Jeez, were they wearing mic already?

 

I opened my eyes with reluctance, momentarily blinding by the lights, closing and opening them again. I blinked my eyes profusely to hide my unshed tears and focused on each of their faces giving small smile at the same time. They were all leaning on their knees In front of my chair, all looking gorgeous.

 

"Oh. My. God. You are looking breath-taking, Mia. Vince is going to be all swoony after dropping his gaze on you." said Ashley. Her baby blue eyes shining with joy matched with her light blue off shoulder gown.

 

"So beautiful." Rose dried her eyes, poking tissue in it just so not to ruin her makeup. She was wearing a satin pink dress which fitted to her curves nicely with a diamond encrusted necklace, her hair in a loose bun.

 

"C'mon, it’s time." said Eva as my heart stopped, freezing me. I saw happiness in her grey eyes. All were so happy but me. I looked away, grating my teeth in a hope to harden my heart. Get a grip, Mia! You can do this. I gazed over the window at the tree I'm so familiar with, standing there since ages, covered with lights. The distant memory of the closeness we shared crosses my mind. Whenever I felt lonely as a kid or just need some time alone with my teddy, I had gone to sit on those twisting roots, There was a perfect place in them just to fit me...making me smile all over again. Sometimes I fell asleep there, causing my daddy to find me and tuck me in bed.

 

"Don't be so coy, Mia." I jerked my eyes at them as all lifted me up with my hands. "You have to look at yourself before you are ushered to the altar." Oh.. They were just talking about mirror I guess. I took a sigh of relief and shuddered at the mention of the altar. A thought slicing through my head at the same moment, it should come sooner or later. I can't back out now, at this point, even if it kills me. Closing my eyes, I took a staggering breath. Or even if he comes.. His overpowering memories tried to dig a hole in my head as I blocked them out. My feet started to wobble as I made my way. I can’t deal with that shit now. I have to go on.. one after another as my legs started to shake. So much for self-restoration. I rolled my eyes at myself internally.

 

They practically dragged me to the full length mirror.

 

"Mia, What you thinking about? Have a look. We are not that bad at makeup that you even don't have the courage to look at yourself." Only if you had known. I made an attempt to smile at her comment but it should have properly looked like my lips are sewed as if I'm going to puke right here. Yeah, it was that tight lipped.

 

I looked at the mirror. It was full length with a beautiful floral pattern wooden carving frame. It probably had cost a fortune...to him. Yeah.. It was given by the groom for his bride-to-be.

 

My swirly green eyes made eye contact with my reflection. They were red-rimmed from all that crying I have done since what..7 days or was it 6? Who cares? I can't change my fate now. No one can.

 

I glance at my mouth, tight lipped with harlot red lipstick pasted on it. My hair was arranged in a creative bun with few tendrils escaping it and tickling my nape. They were soft curled to give an impression of natural look as my hair always been perfectly straight, it was impossible to curl them without using the heating iron thrice.

 

Eva and Ashley have done my makeup and hair. Rose had fitted me into that dress.

 

My eye shadow contrasts my big eyes lifting their colour, straight nose polished and shining, and a little blush. To complete the look, they had pinned my reddish brown hair together on top of my head. It was truly looking elegant and luxurious.

 

I glimpsed at my gown. Fitted bodice features gorgeous floral lace appliques intricately beaded with pearls. Mikado side-draped mermaid skirt which was adding drama and movement to my classic silhouette.

 

"How is it?" Eva clutched my shoulder with hope in her eyes. She was the bubbliest personality in my whole group.

 

"Extremely beautiful." Which was obviously true but opposite to my feelings about this wedding. I.. I can't do this. I shouldn't.

 

Then and there the door burst open. We all turned adding more drama to it. It was...of-course my mother. Who else could it be? As this thought emerged, a certain pair of intense sea green eyes fills my head and made my eyes clouded by the intensity of it. I turned sharply to face the mirror again. I didn't want to see her face. I wanted to see....him. So much that it quenched my heart at mere thinking. I had been so jumpy these days that there didn't remain any difference between what I want and what I don't.

 

"Look, mommy have bought you a surp-" she halted for a second. I can imagine the spellbound look on her face without actually seeing it.

 

"Wow, holy moses, you are looking so pretty, my child." She posed as if drying her cheeks. I rolled my eyes with obviousness. Of course she was damned happy about all that. Wasn't this her whole plan since start? She was getting a multi-billionaire as her future son-in-law. And what's left. I'm pretty sure she had already planned her life ahead. She wanted money and I want...my heart...back.

 

I felt a pressure around my neck. I touched it naturally and oh-so-lightly.

 

"Isn't it looking marvellous, girls?" she asked with such a greatness, rolling off of her in waves. I started suffocating. She would have rolled her eyes, for sure. I looked then, through mirror. They were all in awe. The necklace was surely beautiful with 3 lines of diamonds.

I turned back and hugged my mother. Whatever she was at the end she was my mother. She hugged me back. I'll miss her. My eyes got watery at the edges.

 

"Thanks mum." I moved back my head slightly so I could look at her oh-so-gorgeous-with-Botox face. "But there was no need." This materialistic thing doesn't mattered now. It didn't matter in the past too.

 

"Now now don't be so modest. Thanking and all." She taped my escaped tendrils of hair behind my ear.

 

"How typical of you to say that." She lifted my chin with two of her fingers getting the impression that I don't wanted to look in her eyes. I would not be able to stop myself then, from crying. I looked her purple gown for avoiding her gaze. It was of silk. So smooth that I felt as though reaching forward and touching it.

 

"same old, same old."

 

All laughed at that.

 

The door opened again. Now what..

 

"Mia, it's time." I saw my dad's face popped out by the door frame. His thinning perfectly combed black hair shining, must be the gel effect.

 

I looked at him for long moments with wide eyed.

 

Oh god.. Talk about the crisis.

CHAPTER 1

 

 

 

 

 

3 months earlier...

 

   I looked at my watch frantically. Ten to two. Just ten minutes. Holy crisis. I increased my speed of writing. This should be done in five. But.. what about -- I pushed aside some pages in search of the text paper. Gotcha. Holding it, I looked for the question I am on, currently. Two more to go. I exhaled. I can do dis.

 

Pushing my hair away from my face, I started scrambling furiously on my answer booklet.

 

The bell rang. Oh shit.

 

"Time's up." I clearly heard the voice of the examiner ringing across the room. "Put the pen down. All of you. There's no writing now."

 

Do hell with you. I didn't stop writing as I overheard one of my gal pals voice which came through hallway. She was hissing at me.

 

I looked at the direction of the voice.

 

The three of them were standing in the corridor giving me a look of disapproval, shifting from one foot to another. "Mia, C'mon. Stop writing already. You're already gonna ace it."

 

"I came late." I mouthed at them with annoyance. My dumb car was the one to blame for. It's just doesn't know how to behave. But now I don't have time for this.

 

I was halfway through my last sentence as my paper vanished and instead there was the desk down my pen. Noah. I looked at my paper slipping away as my hand lifted to squeeze at the thin air.

 

"Please." I looked at my examiner pleadingly. Just half sentence was all I'm asking for.

 

"You should have stopped already." She gave me a mean look. "But it seems rather you are too busy having your little chat." She nod at the general direction of my friends as they all vanished in thin air, must be crouched down. I shake my head while she looked at me incredulously.

 

"Trying to get some answers here, aren't we?" She went on collecting papers of the remaining. LOL..I never copy. I would rather get a zero than that.

 

As she turned away, I poked my tongue at her.

 

"Mia, what's the fuzz?" Eva asked. Her usually pale skin was shimmering from the blusher she used.

 

"Same old." I deadpanned.

 

"Why don't you just buy an Audi or Mercedes?" Ashley mimicked driving a car with rose behind her back. I slapped her hand laughing. Ouch, she exclaimed rubbing at her hand.

 

"Why don't you gift me one?" I suggested her cocking one of my eyebrow.

 

She comes to a halt In front of me which caused me halting in my path. "I will surely when I marry a multi-billionaire." she said dreamily giving me a boon with her palm resting on my head acting like a deity. I tickled her on her stomach as we all started tickling each other.

 

"Surely In your hot dream where u will marry as well as