Chapter 2 Episode two - Broken

Lisa's POV

The George's family had picked me up from their waste bin - which apparently means that my birth mother threw me away like I was nothing. She stucked me into a waste bin and had left me to die.

The George's gave me hope. They gave me a name and clothed me. Although they don't spare any opportunity to remind me of my background but I was still grateful that they took me in.

Sometimes, I assist the helpers with the house chores and laundry after returning from my classes while Jane George - my sister, keeps on jumping from one club to another and spending lavishly on clothes and shoes.

"You don't have a choice Lisa. I can never stand and watch all that I have gathered for years slip out of my hand. You have to do this Lisa "

" Ask me of anything mum, ask me of anything. But don't force me to get married to someone whom I don't know. How can I spend my life with a stranger whom I don't even love " I cried.

" Who said you are going to spend your life with him? " She asked with a smirk on her face. I raised my face with curiosity clearly written on it.

" I'm sending you over to Andrew house not as his wife but my spy." She dropped the bombshell. " You will win his trust, relay his business plans to us and make him transfer his properties to you. The moment he does that, then you kill him" She said coldly.

My eyes widened in shock and my jaws dropped. " Did you just say I should kill someone?" I asked.

"It's very easy baby. A drop of poison in his drink would do the magic and you will be free again. "

I gasped as I stared blankly at the monster standing before me. Is this the woman that I have always referred to as my mum? No. This can't be. I slowly retraced my steps backwards.

" I hate you all" I spat out hatefully as I turned and ran. I didn't bother changing my casual wear, I just ran out of the building. My eyes blurred and I couldn't tell who it was, I just passed but it didn't matter

I thought I heard someone call out my name but I didn't stop. My feet wouldn't let me stop. I ran down the street. I couldn't tell how many buildings I ran past but finally my tired legs stopped.

I crumbled to the floor as I started sobbing. What have I done to deserve all this? Why is it so hard to be loved? I thought I have found a new family, I thought I had found a new mum who would shower me with all the love in this world. But I was wrong, they all pretended to care for me because they wanted to use me. I was nothing but a tool to them.

The noises from the on passing vehicles weren't helping my mental state either. I covered my ears as I cried the more. I will rather die than to kill anyone.

I stood to my feet, dried my puffy eyes and blindly walked into the busy street. I heard a blaring horn in my ears, sending quick waves to my brain. I felt dizzy and weak. I forced a smile as I fell to the floor.

"It's a lady sir. She is unconscious" I heard someone say.

" Hello. Hello. Open your eyes. You can't die, you can't make me the cause of your death" I heard another voice say while shaking my already tired body, vigorously.

I slowly opened my eyes a bit. I couldn't see clearly but I managed to see deep blue eyes staring at me with worry. I could only conclude that he can't possibly be a human, but a demon.

"Please don't save me. Just let me die" I muttered before slipping into unconsciousness.

But unfortunately, this request of mine wasn't granted. My savior took care of me and took me back home. I don't know how he did it but I opened my eyes to see myself lying down on my bed with my parents staring angrily at me.

Looks like even death has rejected me. It's my fate to live a miserable life and I had no choice than to accept it.

"Fine. I will get married to whomever you want me to. I will do your wishes but let me make one thing clear - After this, I owe none of you any favour. This would act as your payment for taking care of me. I will leave your lives and never to return" I said coldly.

They both paused. I turned to look at them, probably hoping that they would stop me or maybe, tell me not to leave.

" If you want to leave then go ahead but you must make sure you complete your mission" Dad coldly replied.

I sighed disappointedly. Mum didn't say anything, which means that she is in support of her husband. I closed my eyes as I tried to stop the tears from dropping. I don't want to cry anymore, I am tired.

They both turned to leave but I stopped them. " Please I just want to ask a question that has been bothering me for a while" I muttered and they turned to look at me. " For once, did you guys ever saw me as your daughter? Even for a day?" I choked.

Dad didn't say anything rather he walked out of my room.

" Take a rest Lisa. Tomorrow will be a busy one. " Mum forced a smile and followed suit.

I brought my knees up to my chin and hugged them tightly as I sobbed into myself. They sounded ragged and broken even to my own ears.

After a while, my eyes hurt so much that I couldn't cry anymore. They were so puffy that I didn't think they will go down for days. I fell back on the bed again as I stared at the ceiling.

Suddenly, my body felt all the abuses it had received from me since yesterday. My legs hurt from all the running, my eyes hurts from all the crying, my head hurts from all the thinking. I closed my eyes to give my mental and physical state a rest.