Mrs Unknown

nocks delivered to the wooden surface and that was a telltale sign of the urgency behind whoever was knocking's situation. He pulled the

elt it break into more tiny, unsalvageable pieces at the implications of his words. "You're sending me away? I- I thought we were in this together? YOU SAID YOU LOVED ME!" She breathed out harshly after yelling the last part out, blinking as if realizing what she'd just done before a sob broke out again. "Please, don't do this Liam, don't ask me to leave. I need you now more than ever" She pleaded, rubbing her hands together in front of her. His eyes shut tight in frustration, her words only seeming to anger him more and with one final shake of his head, he briskly walked back to where she was now on her knees, grabbing her arm in a bruising grip as he dragged her out of the bedroom and out of his apartment while she continued to beg and plead with him. The last thing she saw was a grimace on his face before the door was slammed shut in her face and she was breaking down at his doorstep. The same one where they'd share hugs and silent whispers filled with confessions of thier love for each other whenever she had to leave. The same doorstep where he'd have kissed her a few minutes ago, like he always did whenever he opened the door to her. Had that all been a lie? She was hysterical when she got back on her feet, banging at the door with cries of his name and please's muttered to the wind as her forehead rested on the cold surface. There was no telling how long she'd cried, with Liam obviously ignoring her from the other side, but when she was finally pulling away after several failed attempts to get him to let her in, so they could talk at least, it was well dark out and like it couldn't get any worse, she realized she'd forgotten her purse and phone in her haste to break the news to him. After sparing a few longing looks at his still closed door, she decided to start the walk home, the tears never stopping as she wondered where it all went wrong, how would she continue from here. And it was as though the heavens were mocking her when the only warning she got came in the form of a loud clap of thunder, the first drop of precipitation landing on her cheek, before it came pouring, making her cry even louder as she couldn't be heard anyways, heartbroken, drained and just done with it all as she found her way back home, the whistles of the cold breeze her only companion. -A Few Months Ago- With a loud groan, a hand reached out to turn off the alarm clock that sent a shrill sound through the room, the numbers 06:00 displayed on the small screen. Divine stretched her arms out, looking around the room. She was a young teen, orphaned at the age of 10 when she lost both her parents in a ghastly car crash. It was a very traumatic event, which was also the biggest turning point in her life. After the funeral services, with relatives she'd never known her whole life looking at her with sad eyes and spilling words they'd thought to be comforting but were rather unnerving, she found herself living with her uncle. Her dad's younger brother, having gotten all her Dad left behind, seeing as his only heir wasn't of age, now lived in their family house, and that was when her life took a drastic turn. Having never lacked anything at the start of her life, she became the modern day Cinderella in her own father's house. Coupled with the constant insults and overworking, living with her uncle was nothing short of hell. She was 5'9 by the time she turned 16, her uncle and his wife never shutting up with their remarks about how she was 'too big for her age'. Growing into he