Broken Rules Amazon

🎶 She's a beautiful princess tangled

and in her own world is a beautiful room

filled with music and lost in the rhythm

anyone wanna tell me why I feel lost?

cause this beauty and everything seems like a beautiful mystery 🎶

I sang staring at the wall behind the grand piano. A hand rested on my shoulder from behind and gently squeezed. She was here to scold me again for focusing too much on music, remind me of how I will remain safe if I only do as she says. My eyes shut close and I let out a sigh in exhaustion.

I dropped my fingers from the keys and reached for her hand. "You're home"

She held my hand and pulled me up, dragging me out the music room. I trailed behind her prepping for the the scolding and lecturing ahead.

She pulled me into my bedroom and stopped in front of the mirror. It was silent but I could hear her loudly while we both stared at our reflection in the mirror.

"You hurt my feelings with your recent disobedience" she said. I looked away from the sadness in her eyes, one that has taken over the sparkles I use to see.

"I'm sorry mum"

she let go and walked out.

I turned back to the mirror and stared more deeply at my reflection, tears gathering in my eyes like a cloudy weather threatening to pour.

I unwrapped my hair and it fell freely to my feet as I let out a sigh of relief

My manners! Little about myself, well all I know...

I'm pretty Brooks, 19 years old and graduated from high school a year ago. I live with my mum and younger sister Angelica. I wouldn't say we're rich except living in a 12 bedroom mansion and having a Mum that has her own finance company counts as being rich.

Born with a floor-length golden crystalline hair that mom is so against me cutting.

My deep sea blue eyes is a beauty I'm still yet to understand, my eyelashes are full and lengthy.

full lips and an extremely beautiful face and this is my story..

At my early age I was declared most beautiful child by some man-made record whatever

I unconsciously became a public figure without any difficulties, well only in my neighborhood.

My physical appearance doesn't excite me as much as singing does. Everyday I bless the heavens for such a gift, a melody as beautiful as my voice and the power and happiness I feel whenever I sing.

Mum is against a lot of things in my life and sadly music is one of them.

she tells me bad things about the male creatures and warns me not to talk or look at any. She sent me to a convent school, restricts my knowledge of Men and monitors my internet usage. I'm supposed to be an adult by law but that's the government's problem not mum's.

She hates me singing and going out and painfully all these rules are applicable to just me while my sister is free as a bird. I live something as close to a prisoner under my mother's overly watchful eyes. Atleast prisoners are on loop to why they're being restricted.

A knock on the door and Angelica walked in squealing with a dress held against her chest.

" Look Pretty, Mum got me this designer dress I've always wanted and it's a customized piece, isn't it gorgeous?"

she asked twirling with the denim dress.

"It's beautiful" I gave a little smile. Angelica is everything I hope to be, she's only told to act right and get good grades whereas I have a whole book of do's and don'ts. I have rules to live by, a mother to always listen to and a guide to my dressing and appearance.

I can buy as many clothes as I please but they're specifications I must follow. She loves me, she loves us just the same and I know it but sometimes I can't help feeling otherwise.

I looked away and tried walking away but tripped on my hair

"Ouch!"

Can I say I hate my life cause I really do.

It's frustrating with all the rules I have to live with and a ridiculous long hair.

"Hey, you good?"

Angelica asked helping me up. I nodded at her. She looked at me sadly and touched my cheek

"You had an argument with Mum, didn't you? What was it about this time?"

I turned my face from her and looked down

"You should go talk to her, I'm sure she's probably calm now"

I knocked on the door twice but she didn't respond. I went in, she sat on the bed with her back facing me.

"Go back to your room, we'll talk tomorrow" she said

I closed my eyes for a second and turned to leave, I stopped and walked a little more into the room.

"I said go back to your room Pretty"

"I'm mad at you too Mum, I'm mad at my life, I'm mad and sick of all the rules I have to live by. I'm tired of living for you rather than myself Mum"

I said with a shaky voice, I could feel all my nerves cracking

The door opened and closed behind Angelica

"I love singing..." I stopped and took a breathe

".. music! Is my life and it's the only thing I truly know. I want to go out Mum, I want to explore the world and meet new people. Please Mum let me go to the musical college I'm tired of living like this. it sucks! "

I hollowed with gush of my emotions. I could hear her sniff and I know she was crying. Why is she so adamant? What is so difficult about letting a child live her dreams, isn't that every parent's wish?.

She wiped her face, stood up and walked to us, I glanced at Angelica.

She took my hand caressing them, she brought my hands to her lips and kissed. I felt wetness

She looked up at me and smiled

"I love you so much. I love you both so much and I live for that reason" she placed her right hand on my left cheek

"All I do is for your protection Pretty, I'm scared of losing you, I'll be devastated if anything happens to you try understand me. You're a unique being"

she said calmly but sadly, her eyes read it all with those tears but I still couldn't lay my head on it. One minute it's starting to make sense but it really doesn't.

"I will do just fine. what are you so scared of all the time?"

I asked.

She looked sideways and took few steps backwards. She turned and walked away slowly

"Men! Those dangerous creatures and the omen within them"

her mood had changed suddenly and it was something I wasn't new to. She always talked about them with so much disdain. I once thought it was because of her hatred for my Father but as I grew older I realized it was more than that especially in regards to me because she isn't as displeased with the thought of Angelica associating with them

Those creatures,

Men are of evil and full of disastrous omen as Mum always told me.

I grew up with her reminding me every ticking second.

"What is it about this set of 'creatures?' beside they've done nothing bad to us, we can't cancel them because of our father. A man we didn't even grow up to know"

Mum said he walked out of our lives while she was still pregnant with Angelica. I don't remember anything about him and no pictures to look at. Whenever I asked Mum for pictures or details about him she shoves it. Growing up I would lots of letters waiting and praying for them to come back home but I guess I grew pass that.

"Don't ever say that, Don't you dare try defend them. Pretty, they're your end stay away from them"

she yelled

My end?

"Mum, what do you mean?" Angelica asked walking to her

"Okay you'll go to the Musical College but only on one condition"

she said and I jumped up in excitement.

Mum has always been against me going to my college choice and that's why I took a gap year cause I didn't want to go to medical school like she wanted.

It's a medical school that trains just female aspirants to support women. Not that it was any of my concern what gender they trained.

"Really Mum?!" I squealed and jumped on her happily. The last time I was this happy was when mum allowed me go on a road trip with some of my friends from high school. It was the last because we ended up getting into an accident. Katherine lost control of the brakes and drove into a shady looking flower store. We sustained minor injuries but Mum didn't take it so lightly.

"You'll promise to stay away from boys and keep to yourself, is that clear?"

I couldn't care less about them at this point, going to college to study music is more exciting.

Staying away has been a part of my life, I don't know anything of What they're like except their physical appearance and maybe from the internet and friends at school and to be honest, there are no lyrics to them.