The Bad Boy's Cinderella

Chapter 6

A/N Feeling mixed feelings...I'm back at school sadly and exams are starting in 6 weeks time so I won't be posting a lot. I miss One Direction gosh the concert was a while ago but I miss them so much it's sad. Cote! Could really use some helpful criticism.

Song of the chapter: Sam Smith Stay With Me

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"No! Oh my god! Mom!" I shrieked but the woman just laughed at my discomfort.

I was sitting in the kitchen watching my mom cook- I could not cook for my life -but while she was cooking she decided it would be a good idea to discuss boys and by boys I mean my parents relationship way back before any of us.

"What? Your dad was a good kisser," she said, trying not to laugh but that smile on her face shone like the sun- it was incapable of not glowing.

"Well I don't care it's gross!" I covered my eyes for some reason, I guess it helps me escape from this awkward moment.

My mom and I are very close she's like my best friend and probably my only friend. The boys would always go play football or go fishing with dad but me, the only girl, I stayed with my mom and she always told me stories. My mom told me why I was named Cinderella.

Apparently my mom left her purse at a coffee shop my dad owned and well I think we all know what happened, he returned it and they exchanged numbers and well the story goes on. My mom and dad are actually perfect for one another in a way, they both wanted five hundred children. Kidding but they did want five children.

So my mom's favorite fairytale is Cinderella and she met my dad like that in a more city-like way so it only made sense to name your daughter, Cinderella.

"Okay, so any guy-interests?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

My mom was repeatedly asking me if I had a crush or even better, a boyfriend and every time I would give her the same answer, no. What was different about this time? Nothing. I don't have any interest in any of the guys at my school because they're all jerks.

"No, mom," I groaned, throwing my head back in annoyance.

Just as my mom was about to lecture me about boyfriends my dad walked in and saved my life. Sometimes my dad was the best person in the world.

"What are we talking about," he asked, yes my dad is very nosy, much to my dismay.

I was about to stop my mom from bringing the 'boy' topic up but as always she beat me to it, "I was just telling, Cindy she need to get a boyfriend," she said, draping her arms around his neck.

"Oh no, Cinderelly,you know you are too young," he cooed, using that humiliating nickname.

"Dad," I groaned, "I don't care about boys."

He smiled, satisfied with my answer. I groaned and trudged away to my room. I entered my room and flopped down on my bed. Not long after a knock sounded on my door.

"Come in," I mumbled into my pillow.

I heard footsteps and felt my bed dip down. I looked up and saw Carter's smiling face.

"Hey," he said, he sounded as if he had something very important to tell me.

"What's up?" I asked. He looked down at the ground before meeting my eyes.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, Cindy," he sighed, I felt unsafe immediately. Carter was my big brother and he was always the one that took care of me and to imagine a world without him was impossible.

"Tomorrow?" I repeated in a questioning way. Maybe I never heard right, maybe he wasn't even leaving.

"Yes, but you're welcome to come and see me off," he said hopefully.

Could I? Could I say goodbye to my brother even if it's not for good? No, I couldn't. Carter was my big brother, my protecter and it would be hard for me to say goodbye for a long time.

"I can't let you go, you're supposed to be my big brother," I mumbled into his chest as I clutched onto him as if my life depended on it.

"I know but I'll be back soon plus you've got Kale," he reassured me.

Kale. Kale never cared about me, he just cared about popularity and his little girl toys. Unless I was part of the populars my brother wouldn't even have a conversation with me.

"Kale hates me," I admitted. Carter let out a hearty chuckle.

"He doesn't hate you, he's just...Kale," Carter laughed.

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Saying goodbye to Carter was the worst. My family decided to go and get some dinner but I wasn't really in the mood of socializing with them.

Sure Jackson and Peter begged me to change my mind but Kale seemed awfully pleased with my answer.

I was now sitting in my room with Clouds by One Direction on repeat, Carter and I lived for this song.

I sang to the lyrics while doing my Algebra homework. Figured if I was staying home I might as well get a head start on my homework.

My phone beeped, indicating that I had a message

~Caleb

Hey Ella! Wat u up 2 ; )

~Cinder

Ella? Thought it was Rella nd nothing doing Algebra homework : (

~Caleb

Yes figured it's better and you have not life! : |

~Cinder

Wat ever did u text me to criticize me?

~Caleb

Technically I texted you to tell you to open the door.

~Cinder

Why?!

~Caleb

Just do it, Williams...

~Cinder

Oooohhhh look at u using commas!

~Caleb

Shut up! Open the door.

After a short while of debating inwardly with myself I got up and opened the front door. Caleb wasn't there but a bunch of yellow roses were placed in the middle of the doorway.

Dear Cinderella

I hope you followed your Prince Charming's advice with the dress. Yellow. 

THIS IS NOT A LOVE LETTER BTW!

Yours Sincerely, Caleb Valley