A glimpse of the past

Chapter 30 A glimpse of the past Today was one of the days I remembered how hard it was growing up. The pain of feeling left out and the constant reminder that I was the bad egg. Not once did my father, Carl Jonathan look at my side, afterall, I am the end product of his infidelity. I didn't mind being one while I was growing up though, all that mattered was having mother besides me. Her presence was okay for me , even though I could sense that she wasn't happy. She had being Ruth Jonathan's maid but somehow she managed to capture Carl's heart. Ofcourse, you'd say that she seduced him but I don't care about that. She did no wrong by going for what she wanted. I know what you think I am right now; an entitled bitch. Well yes I am! My mother, Amanda left the Jonathan's estate when I clocked eight. It was the day after my birthday, mom had put all of her mind into celebrating the day and so, it was one of the birthday parties that I ever enjoyed. A dagger was tucked deep into my heart the following day as I watched my mother packed her things. I followed her gingerly that day, thinking we were leaving together but Carl never allowed it. He kept shouting about how no child of his was going to leave under another roof. Ruth on the other hand watched everything unfold without uttering a single and her expression unreadable. 'Mom" remembered calling onto her like my life depended on it. She had stopped on her track and turned to me,her face full of agony and bitterness. 'Don't leave me here alone, please" I added that Saturday morning but her mind was already made up. 'I have to leave Britty," she said. 'No one cares for me here. I've been nothing but an intruder," she replied 'What about me, don't you care what becomes of me?" I asked as I ran to her, holding onto her hand but she yanked it away. 'You are of the same blood, they'll never cast you away but me, I don't belong here. I've never been. I can't take you with me child. But one day, you'll come to understand why I did this. Stay strong Britney, only then can we meet again in one piece," she said and turned away. That was the last time I saw her. My hatred for Ruth became irreversible that day onward. I blamed her for making my mother pack out of the house and my bitterness grew the more as I watched Bella receive all the attention. She was Carl's only child that was recognised under the law and I was just there, like a second wheel. In the years that followed, Ruth's attempt to take care of me never mattered. My mother had left a void that no one could fill. The only thing that kept me going was the fact that I was going to find my mother one day. And so, I made sure to save up everything I was given because I knew it would come in handy when I was ready. Finally, on the night I turned eighteen, I left home ready to search for my mom. The search for my mother never came easy like I thought, at the least. It was brutal,all I followed were stale clues that got my hopes up. When I finally found her, she was cold in her casket. She lived with an old friend and had died a lonely woman and a pauper. The anger that I felt then was second to my grief. I couldn't blame anyone other than Ruth and Bella for my shattered life and childhood. I managed to fund myself through school in pain and torture but I didn't let that stop me. The revenge that I planned to get was fueled by the anger in me. Seducing Royce has been easier than I thought and the divorce papers he served her was a perfect timing on her wedding anniversary. Bella's death was one that I didn't plan, in fact, I would have loved that she was alive to witness everything. Her return after months of disappearance with a scarred face almost ruined things but she heed to the warnings and left. Marrying Royce was the first on my revenge plan. All that was left now was to get Jay Automobiles as mine. The intrusion of Myra was an unplanned one but I would get there. I'll make Carl crumble. I stepped out of my car and got down, the mansion came into view and it was exactly how I remembered, running around in the house in the days my mother was still present. Now, all that remains is the shell of the house and Carl. 'Britney?" Leo, the butler said, his mouth was widely open. I haven't seen him since the day I left the house and he looked quite old. He smiled softly as he saw me but my eyes were as hard as a rock. 'Is Carl home"? I asked, making the smile on his face disappear. He said nothing and kept staring at me , so I walked past him into the house. Carl was sitting on his favourite chair in the living room, reading his favourite book. He glasses were on the bridge of his nose. He looked up when he heard the sound of heels on the clean floor. He frowned immediately he saw me and closed the book he was reading, dropping it gently on his laps. 'How dare you show up here?" He said calmly 'Why not? It's my father's house, afterall," I said. I intentionally visited him because I wanted him to have a taste of my feelings too. He brought all of this on me, if he had stayed on his lane and didn't sleep with his wife's maid, I wouldn't be here. 'I ceased to be your father the moment you left the house. You ruined your sister's life and married her husband. Now, you are doing all you can to destroy me. You are just like your mother, you are an ingrate who wants nothing but to destroy this family." He said bitterly. 'We weren't family to begin with. All you and Ruth did was cast me aside. I was always the black sheep, the outsider and a reminder of your promiscuity to Ruth." I replied 'And didn't you prove yourself to be a product of infidelity? Wasn't that why you seduce Royce and even married him when your sister's body wasn't even cold yet?" 'Well, I guess an apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Snatching Royce is the beginning of my plan, I'm still going to make all of your legacy become mine. Just like Bella disappeared from earth, I'm going to make everything you cherish fade away in front of you." I said. 'You are crazy Britney and this obsession of yours would be your end." 'I don't mind if it ends me Carl, however before it gets there, I'll make sure you suffer first." I said. Carl began to shake his hand in anger and stood up from his chair. 'I cursed the day I met your moth___" 'Don't dare to finish that statement," I said, fuming with anger too. I had thought none of his words could get to me but I guess my mother's topic is a sensitive one. 'Oh really? You think she was a saint? She wasn't, all she did was seduce her way into a perfectly good family. You do look like her in so many ways, you are greedy, full of spite and unworthy of love, considering what you've done in recent times." 'And yet I'm here, leaving in the position of the real daughter that you loved, Bella. ' I retorted. 'Well, I'm ashamed to even acknowledge you as my daughter." He said and I felt a pang of pain. I knew it when I said I would always be an outsider and what he just said confirmed it. 'You don't have to dad," I said, laying emphasis on the word. By the time I'm through, everyone would acknowledge me as the daughter of Carl Jonathan and by then you'd probably be six feet down the earth," I said. I saw that the words shocked him and I smiled victoriously, leaving the living room. I could hear him sworing at me with each step that I took but I didn't mind, I'm more than determined to destroy everything and I'd get it done, no matter what it takes.