Dark Seduction

Leila

Giggling I couldn't help but remember the first time we met, I just knew I loved him, for me, it was love at first sight, but he was with someone else then, but now I finally had a shot and didn't plan to mess it up, I wouldn't let anyone come between us or give him up for anything in this world.

My thoughts that wandered to the past, back to the very beginning before all of this.

~(6years ago) High school locker room~ 

I had everything as a kid except one thing, their attention my parents were rich and famous with my dad who was a politician and currently a senator, my mom was the managing director of multimillionaire cooperation all that equaled no love, time and care for me, they were hardly ever there not even for themselves more or less a daughter they were trying to hide, My parents were always out of state, sometimes I think I was a mistake I never got to fit into the precious world of theirs. I always felt like a disappointment, it is always my God haven't you grown fatter what have you been eating. Or from dad am on an important call.

I only spent time with my parents on camera where we pretend to be one big happy family and most time I don't see my parents all year round apart during Christmas Eve note(on rare occasion). 

Whenever I came back from school I only met my nanny Maya she became my guardian. It became so bad that I decided to stop participating in events after all none of my family member would be there so who the heck would I be participating for. Gradually I became a recluse slowly loosing all my friends to this lifestyle as my friends left one at a time so did my self-confidence plummet.

I began to depend on the characters in my books and paintings, the more out of touch with reality I was, the better I became. It became me versus them, I stopped seeing humanity as part of me, I saw myself as a higher being of some kind, this affected me so much so that I didn't want to interfere in event. Humans began to make me feel uncomfortable, I didn't want to be around them, I didn't want to see them, infact i hid rather than get myself directly involved with them.

Even relationship or love I thought myself incapable of such feelings, I mean honestly what could men in reality give me? When I could literally create and live with any character I deemed fit in my head, but alas I should have guessed life would play a cruel trick on me, maybe to punish me , or maybe to make me realize I was nothing but a mere human.

I took to always reading or daydreaming as an escape for the lonely reality I found myself in and that was when I realized my talent as a painter, I painted with color pencils, water color everything and everything I could lay hand on.

When I was fourteen years old I watched this movie (Barbie and the twelve dancing princesses) and I fell in love with ballet, I wanted to be like them, they were so pretty and graceful I began drawing ballerinas until one day I decided to ask mom. During the Christmas holiday when they decided to come visit ,I decided that it was the perfect time to pose my question.

Mum I have a question," Sweetie not now".

Mom, mom, I persisted calling her insistently she looked really pissed," this better be important Leila or I swear to God I would have you grounded you know I hate being disturbed when am on a call anyway am all ears.

Pouting I ignored her sighing I ask how does someone become a ballerina?

"You enroll in classes I guess, why do you ask?".

I want to become one when I grow up.

"What"?

The look on moms face was priceless she gripped her precious phone that she spends more time with than me, her face turning a bright shade of red.

" No child of mine will be a dancer, you would either study business Administration or Accounting to take over from your father and I when we are too old to keep working ".

Accounting my ass, I was horrible when it came to numbers, mathematics was literally the only course i was terrible out, so i knew reading accounting just because of a company i would probably run to the ground was not worth it. My ego was already in shambles, I needed to do something I could actually love and be extremely good at, or I would be forced to drop out.

No mom I don't want that I said running out of the sitting room they really wanted to ruin my life dad wanted me to study law. They had planned my life to the last detail including who I would marry to 

Which am sure they don't have any right to meddle in, sulking, I refused to come down for dinner and nobody woke me up.

I was pretty sure my mom would be relieved I went without food, she feared I was growing too fat. Before I could wake up the next day Maya told me my mom took the 5am flight to Switzerland. I was so mad, she left without even a proper goodbye, I threw my pillow on the looking glass and I stumped out of bed doing my morning rituals silently knowing that even if I threw the mother of all tantrum, I would only be doing that to the housekeeper who was nice, but she had a family and couldn't change a thing in my life even if she wanted to.

After some thoughts I came up with a decision, if my mom didn't want me to interfere in her life and her sickly sweet happily ever after, then she had absolutely no right to interfere in my life from now on, I would very well do whatever I pleased. I began to obsess about the said dance, watching videos , enjoying the glitz associated with it, the gentle calming music and maybe just maybe it would help me lose weight. I was sick and tired of people commenting about my weight at every turn, I wanted love and admiration.