2 Lauren's Birthday Party
Stella's POV
It was six o'clock in the evening and I was in my house backyard, making decorations for Lauren's birthday party which was going to start in a few hours. My stepmother handed all preparation to me and went to parlour for her nails manicure. I was preparing everything for her birthday since morning and now my hands and feet were aching from continuously working. I looked at my surroundings, everything was done except hanging some banners on the entrance door so I decided to take a break. I sat on one of the chairs in the garden and closed my eyes.
"Instead of working you are chilling here bitch!" My eyes popped open at my stepmother voice. She was staring me dangerously.
"Mom I was just.." She cuts my sentence in the middle.
"Guests have to be arrived in a few hours and you are chilling here." She yelled angrily.
"Everything is done except hanging some banners on the entrance door and I was going to do it." I said, holding back my tears.
"Stop arguing bitch!" She held me from the arm and pushed me so hard that I ended up falling on the ground.
"Go and decorate the door or I'll beat you to death." She said, throwing a disgusted look at me and leaving.
I stood up from the ground with teary eyes and started hanging the banners on the entrance door. After I was done, I made my way towards my room which was upstairs. My room used to be downstairs when my mom was alive but after her death my stepmother shifted me upstairs and gave my room to her daughter Lauren because she thought I deserve to live alone. I was crossing the hallway when I bumped into Dean, my stepbrother.
"Are you blind!" He said, looking pissed.
"I am sorry." I apologized.
He looked at me from head to toe and said "You are looking disgusting! Go and change into something else. I don't want my friends to make fun of me because of you."
I nodded and went to my room. You'll be guessing what kind of person is she? Why is she so calm around such wicked people so lemme tell you that I have been bearing this torture since I was thirteen and now I'm used to it.
I took a bath and changed into a simple white shirt and a pair of ripped jeans since I didn't have any party dresses to wear. I combed my long brown hairs and put it in a high ponytail.
After ten minutes I went to the backyard where the guests have already arrived. I stood in a corner since no one seemed to be interested in me. I looked at my left side where my dad was standing with her wife and son, chatting happily. Tears started forming in my beautiful eyes. He was a perfect and kind-hearted man for everyone except her own daughter. I was busy looking at them when Lauren in all her glory appeared in the garden with one of her friends. She was looking beautiful in her black dress which was above her knees. Her blond hairs were covering her back. She was smiling widely at everyone but as soon she saw me, her smile changed into a scowl. I quickly turned in another direction because I didn't wanted any drama in front of guests. She head towards the table where her family was standing, smiling widely at her. She hugged them happily and then they went towards the table where her birthday cake was.
"Stella why are you standing here?" Kai, one of Dean friends approached me.
"I..wa..was." I slutter.
"Come on let's wish her a happy birthday." He said, smiling.
I nodded and head towards the table where everyone was standing, singing a birthday song for her. Lauren cut the cake and fed her family. When she saw me near the table, she head towards me with a piece of cake in her hand. I was trying to understand the situation when she threw the cake on my shirt. I looked at her in shock.
"OMG! Stella I'm really sorry! believe me it was a mistake." She fake cried.
"It's okay Lauren!" I said, instead knowing the fact that she did it purposely.
"Oh my sweetheart! I know it's just a mistake. Don't cry!" Amara, my stepmother approached her daughter worriedly.
"Stella go and change." My father ordered in a strict voice.
I hastily went to my room and changed my shirt. I wasn't in mood to go downstairs and get scolded once again in front of everyone but I didn't have any choice because I had to serve the guests with drinks and food. So I went back to the backyard.
I looked around, everyone was cheering and enjoying the party. I went towards the cold drinks table and grabbed a tray full of drinks. I was serving the guests with drinks when Lauren called me. She was standing at the right side of the garden with her friend. I went towards her.
"Lauren you want something?" I asked.
"Yup I need a drink." She said with a smirk on her face. I was about to serve her a drink when she suddenly tilt the tray but this time she tilt it on herself, ruining her dress.
"Stella how dare you to ruin my dress." I was trying to understand the situation when she yelled. Meanwhile, my dad and Amara also reached there.
"What happened my sweetheart?" Amara approached her daughter worriedly.
"Mom she purposely ruined my dress." She fake cried.
"She's lying I.." I was sluttering because of fear.
"Stop lying! I also saw how you purposely ruined her dress." Her bitch friend also lied.
"She is a bitch." This time Dean spat.
I was about to say something in my defense when my father slapped me on my face. Tears of despondency slowly cascaded down my cheeks leaving me so weak and frail. I could hear some guests cursing me while some cursing my dad. I was still in shock when my stepmother grabbed me from hairs and threw me in front of Lauren like a trash.
"Apologize her!" She yelled. I looked at Lauren with teary eyes. She was shedding tears, but the joy was clear in her eyes. Amara grabbed my hairs tightly, I started feeling severe pain. I looked at my father hopefully that he'll stop them from hurting me, he'll come and hug me tightly but his unpitying heart didn't melt.
"Apologize you asshole!" Amara said through clenched teeths.
It was now impossible for me to abide the pain so I gave up "Lauren please forgive me."
Amara finally released my hairs. I stood up and ran towards my room. I locked my room and slowly sat down on the floor near my bed. I cried my eyes out.
"Mom I miss you. Why you left me alone in this evil world!" I was screaming badly but no one was there to console me. Suddenly my vision got blurry and then all I saw was black.
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