I am the crown prince? - Chapter 1

My name is Mimi. I am a normal and introverted kind of girl who keeps to herself. But depending on my mood, I can turn into a social butterfly.

Today, I woke up late because I had a good dream. After all, dreams are my runaway escape from reality.

I lived with an old woman, who helped me through thick and thin while my own mother despised me to the core.

I remember that day vividly. I came back from school, and I found my step-father drinking to his heart’s content. I went to my room and while I was changing, he barged in without notice.

“Can’t you knock the door?” I asked, thanking God that I finished changing on time.

“We aren’t strangers baby!” he said.

“Well, you are drunk! You better leave, or else I will tell mom,” I felt disgusted.

“Feisty little thing, I like them that way!” his evil smirk was evident on his face.

What a creep, this happens occasionally, but I keep it to myself because no one would believe me. Regardless, nothing serious happened.

“Can you take two steps back?” I asked calmly.

I thought that he would leave me alone. But instead, he took two steps cornering me into the wall. His putrid breath made me want to throw up.

“Honey! I am home,” I heard mom’s voice.

“We will continue another time,” he gave me a lingering kiss on my cheeks and left.

That night, I decided to tell mom, and when she confronted him, he bluntly told her and I quote, “She tried to seduce me. But I rejected her, so she’s mad.”

I tried to defend myself, but it was all in vain. She simply kicked me out saying, “He’s perfect, and he never lies.” Blah blah blah.

I remember hearing her murmuring something quietly, “Like father, like daughter.”

That night, I went to the park. I was shivering from the cold; the snow was falling heavily.

‘My own mother sent me to my death,’ I thought sarcastically.

Out of nowhere, a concerned old woman held an umbrella and covered me from the snow. She invited me to stay at her house, which I accepted. I had nowhere to go.

“Mimi! Wake up or you will be late for school!” I heard her yelling, waking me up from my daydream.

“I am awake Aunty,” I replied rushing to the kitchen.

“Good morning!” I said happily, kissing her cheeks.

“You sound very happy today, your crush noticed you?” she teased me.

“Aunt!! I don’t have a crush!” I denied. I felt my face getting hotter.

“Keep telling yourself that,” she replied, raising her perfect eyebrow. I don’t know how can she move her eyebrows that way.

“Anyway, it’s your first day in school! I wanted you to have this,” she gave me a small box.

“What’s this?” I wondered; I opened it to find a beautiful bracelet inside.

“Woah! It’s nice! thank you!” I said, hugging her.

“Just take care of it. It’s special,” she informed me, her eyes foggy as if she were recalling a memory.

“Shoo! Or you will be late,” she came back to reality in alarm, and gave me a sandwich to eat on the way.

“I am going now!” I informed her.

“Take care,” She replied.

I left the house and went to the bus station. Out of nowhere, an accident between two cars occurred. One of them rolled around and sped my way.

“Ah!” I screamed, waking up from the dream. I remember dying.

I scanned the area I am in, to find many people, kneeling on the ground. They were dressed in old-fashioned attire.

“The little prince is back to life!” a voice boomed.

“It’s a miracle,” another voiced out.

In the corner of my eyes, I noticed a beautiful woman sitting near my bed. Her eyes sparkled with tears, gazing at me with so much love. It made me feel content, even though I didn’t know her.

“My prince!” she exclaimed.

Prince? I am sure that I am a girl, but who is she?