She was as cold as icy breeze on a cloudy December evening. All the warmth in this world couldn't cure this coldness of hers. She had completely forgotten how to smirk. How a person who was once a reason for everyone's giggles didn't even know now how to chuckle. Someone as vivacious as a sunny sky in spring mumbled in response to the questions she was asked. The crystal glowing face that took breaths away was nothing more than a weary old face with desires in the eyes patched with dark circles. No, not a "60 year old" old but a "16 wearing 60" old.
Clarissa, a 16 year old, who just got into a high school was excited about her homecoming just as much as every girl of this age is for this extravagant event. Two coolest guys of the school had already asked her for dance and she'd denied their proposals because she wanted to go with Harry, her best friend and what she used to call him, her soul mate. She wanted to wear the most elegant dress and was out this rainy evening with her father's oldest and most loyal driver for shopping who'd just given resignation and it was last day of his service.
Since Clarissa's father was in home ministry, he used to come back home only on weekends while Clarissa's mother worked in one of the largest publications of Seattle and was usually away. Hence Clarissa lived with 3 maids and a nanny. Whenever Clarissa complained about this ignorance to her mother, she would shut her up and tell her that "Ladies never complain. Be a good lady. Don't you ever complain my child. Endure." And slowly did Clarissa stop complaining.
This evening, she was again asked not to complain and hence she was sent for shopping on her own with Dave, the driver. Clarissa stepped out of that large lime coloured BMW and stepped inside Mario, one of the lush shops of this posh area. It was the only shop Clarissa fancied in Seattle . As the attendant saw her coming, she ran towards Clarissa and helped her out with the most expensive and breath taking dress of this lavish boutique which went perfectly with those straight golden hair and moon like face in just no time. Clarissa was one of the most charming girls of her school, she carried her beauty like a queen would carry her tiara. And this black dress she had just bought dominated her looks even more. After buying the dress and high heels from Jimmy Choo, she hurried towards the car but the drizzle already had dampened all her clothes. She asked the driver to drive fast so she wouldn't catch the flu and he did. But it took so long for this journey to end. Poor Clarissa, who was unfamiliar with the routes of this city and also with the realities of this world did not know that she'd jumped into an abyss with no exit.
Dave parked the car in a strange place and with his lust that had driven him insane attacked the poor little girl, not just this, he also taped it. Clarissa rebelled, shouted for help, but there was no sign of mankind who would prove himself an angel and Dave killed her soul with his wild intentions.
It was dark when she opened her eyes. She was in her car. She checked the time on her gold watch that her father had given her on her 16th birthday, it was 9pm. "Everyone will be thinking I'm still busy shopping", she thought. She tried to sit and Dave, who was sitting relaxed on the driving seat as if nothing has happened, sensed her regaining consciousness, started the car and drove to home. On the way, he blackmailed Clarissa and threatened her that if she utters a word about this incident, he'll put her video on internet. And so she did not. She wasn't going to say anything anyway. Because "ladies never complain", she'd to be a good lady and so she endured.
She was sitting in the balcony, staring at the sky, watching the twilight, when all her friends were going for homecoming. She was not interested in it anymore. She was a good lady now. She'd learned to endure. The setting sun was taking all her warmness with it and she was left alone in the dark again, but it was okay, she was a good lady, she'd learned to endure.
Clarissa, a 16 year old, who just got into a high school was excited about her homecoming just as much as every girl of this age is for this extravagant event. Two coolest guys of the school had already asked her for dance and she'd denied their proposals because she wanted to go with Harry, her best friend and what she used to call him, her soul mate. She wanted to wear the most elegant dress and was out this rainy evening with her father's oldest and most loyal driver for shopping who'd just given resignation and it was last day of his service.
Since Clarissa's father was in home ministry, he used to come back home only on weekends while Clarissa's mother worked in one of the largest publications of Seattle and was usually away. Hence Clarissa lived with 3 maids and a nanny. Whenever Clarissa complained about this ignorance to her mother, she would shut her up and tell her that "Ladies never complain. Be a good lady. Don't you ever complain my child. Endure." And slowly did Clarissa stop complaining.
This evening, she was again asked not to complain and hence she was sent for shopping on her own with Dave, the driver. Clarissa stepped out of that large lime coloured BMW and stepped inside Mario, one of the lush shops of this posh area. It was the only shop Clarissa fancied in Seattle . As the attendant saw her coming, she ran towards Clarissa and helped her out with the most expensive and breath taking dress of this lavish boutique which went perfectly with those straight golden hair and moon like face in just no time. Clarissa was one of the most charming girls of her school, she carried her beauty like a queen would carry her tiara. And this black dress she had just bought dominated her looks even more. After buying the dress and high heels from Jimmy Choo, she hurried towards the car but the drizzle already had dampened all her clothes. She asked the driver to drive fast so she wouldn't catch the flu and he did. But it took so long for this journey to end. Poor Clarissa, who was unfamiliar with the routes of this city and also with the realities of this world did not know that she'd jumped into an abyss with no exit.
Dave parked the car in a strange place and with his lust that had driven him insane attacked the poor little girl, not just this, he also taped it. Clarissa rebelled, shouted for help, but there was no sign of mankind who would prove himself an angel and Dave killed her soul with his wild intentions.
It was dark when she opened her eyes. She was in her car. She checked the time on her gold watch that her father had given her on her 16th birthday, it was 9pm. "Everyone will be thinking I'm still busy shopping", she thought. She tried to sit and Dave, who was sitting relaxed on the driving seat as if nothing has happened, sensed her regaining consciousness, started the car and drove to home. On the way, he blackmailed Clarissa and threatened her that if she utters a word about this incident, he'll put her video on internet. And so she did not. She wasn't going to say anything anyway. Because "ladies never complain", she'd to be a good lady and so she endured.
She was sitting in the balcony, staring at the sky, watching the twilight, when all her friends were going for homecoming. She was not interested in it anymore. She was a good lady now. She'd learned to endure. The setting sun was taking all her warmness with it and she was left alone in the dark again, but it was okay, she was a good lady, she'd learned to endure.
