Teaser Tuesday [1] #thecraved

So, I am doing yet another teaser for you guys! I think I'll do this every Tuesday, simply for motivation to actually write. I haven't sat down and written a few K in soo long. I am a hideous author. *cowers from good-author judgement*

So, here you go. Yet another piece of CRAVED...


Her life had always seemed like it was drowning in injustice; she often compared herself to Nannerl Mozart, the one who was always more talented, yet because of her standing in life, her gender, she received less recognition. No one seemed to truly appreciate her for her genius. Her younger sisters, the Wolfgangs, were appreciated for things she had already done and rewarded five times over.
She was not just the elder Mozart, she had suffered the unending trials of most every angst-ridden pianist and composer.
She was Beethoven’s childhood piano-based abuse, under the unmerciful stare of his father, she had walked through a harsh road to reach her education like Bach, and, not known to her at that heated moment in the cafeteria, she would face a troublesome affair, like Debussy, though no one else would refer to it as such.
The plate, which had been filled with nothing but a small tong-ful of French fries was emptied and she dropped the tray off, and watched it go through the little flaps towards the dishwasher. As Mallory walked out, she thought, God, why didn’t you put me with the angels, where I actually belong? I am a martyr, as misunderstood as human life comes, I’ll just end up dying for the piano…Too bad it can’t be a friend to me.
Later, she would realize, it was always her only one.