Vivian Blendic

"Thanks you guys." said Vivian greatfully.

Eric and Christine Summers were her bestfriends since childhood, but she never told them that she was the mysterous dancer until a few months before the festival. They caught her training in her room so she had to tell them the truth, because they were already suspecting something. She was a little afraid that they would stop talking to her after she kept the secret from them for so long.

"Why did you even start dancing? We didn't even know that you liked it."asked her Christine.

"I didn't know it either. I never learned dancing before nor was it interesting enough for me to start. But when I saw a poster that they were looking for a dancer I felt somehow nostalgic and auditioned. I didn't want them to know who I am so I put a mask on. And the next thing I knew, I was performing and I got some money out of it too. So please don't tell anyone. I really like this and it's fun too." she looked at them with her perfect puppy eyes.

It's like they both lost a fight against her just by one look.

They both agreed to keep her a secret.

"We should go. We don't know if anyone's gonna try and do something idiotic like last time." said Eric.

The girls nodded and so they all left through the secret back door. They went to the house by the lake and chatted for some time.

"It's already gotten so late." mumbled Christine.

She looked at the other two who were laughing about something.

"Hey Eric, we should go or Vivian will get scolded again." said Christine to Eric.

All three of them could talk for hours and would never get tired. But since her parents are strict with her, she has to be home early.

"What? Already? And I wanted to stay with you guys a little more." said Vivian pouting and making a cute face.

Eric sighed and Christine chuckled feeling like loosing again. Sometimes they treat her like a little child but whenever she makes those eyes on them, somehow both of them can't help but back down.

"Alright fine. But just a few more minutes and you're going home young lady." said Christine with a warning tone.

Vivian jumped on her besfriend hugging her and yelling that she's the best.

When they send Vivian home they bid goodbye and she went in.

"Where were you so late!" an angry high voice was heard as soon as she closed the door.

" M-mother. I was out with my friends." said Vivian nervously.

"Out with your friends?? You mean those two from the Summers family??" she yelled.

Vivian looked a little frightened by her indifference.

"I told you that you should be at home at eight and it's ten!!" the woman slapped her hard making her fall on the floor.

She was slowly sitting up with teary eyes holding her face.

"I'm sorry but today was the festival and you said that me and Melissa can be out for how long we want." said Vivian getting up reffering to her step sister.

"I told that to your sister, not you! And how dare you call me your mother. I would never want to be a mother of a filthy child like you!" the woman yelled raising her hand to give her another slap.

Suddenly the door opened and a humming was heard.

"I'm home!" a girl's voice was heard.

The woman pushed Vivian to make a way and ran to her daughter making her stumble.

"Melissa! Darling you're home so early you should have stayed longer to enjoy the festival!" said the woman in a sweet voice hugging her tightly.

What?

So this is how it's going to be? Mom gets sick one day and goes to the hospital and the day after suddenly there is a new mother and sister? Her father clearly didn't love her mother like before. But he didn't have to be so cruel and pretend like she doesn't even exist and take a new misstress home!

"Did you buy a lot of things?" asked the woman her daughter in a sweet pitched voice.

"I did! Look, I got this cute souvenir. Oh god what happened to you dear sister?" she ran up to Vivian checking her up and down.

Her stepsister was always innocent and kind. She wouldn't lay a hand on her like her mother. Because she didn't want to worry her she made an excuse that she just tripped and fell and she wanted to rest.

"Oh okay have a good night sister." she smiled at her with a sweet smile.

And so the mother and daughter chatted not giving another glance to Vivian who was stumbling at the stairs going up to her room.

She was tired and just wanted to lay down and have a good rest trying to only recall the good moments from the day.

She took a shower and brushed her teeth. When she was ready to go to bed the door busted open and her stepmother barged in.

*SLAP

"How dare you steal from your little sister you're so shameless!"

She hold her face in the place where her mother slapped twice for the day. The bruise was burning from pain again and tears started to trail down her small face. She's had enough. She was just about to go to sleep and get some rest since it was a tiring day. Why does this have to start now?

"What are you talking about, mother?" Vivian asked the woman in front of her with a low voice.

"You still dare to pretend!" the woman was getting furious.

"Mother! I'm sure she didn't do it on purpose!" Melissa ran up to her defending her sister.

"What's going on here?" a man in his thirties walked in trying to find out what all the noise has been about.

"It's Vivian! She stole Melissas necklace that her friend from the Longs family gave to her for her last birthday!"

"No! I didn't steal her necklace! I would never do that!" said Vivian desperately crying even more.

"Maids search her room!" her father ordered.

What?..

Melissa smirked lightly.

You're so screwed bitch.

"Father! You don't believe me?!" she was sad and a little disappointed. When did her beloved father change into a cold man with a stone heart whenever it comes to her?

The man ignored her and told the servants to look faster until one maid said;

"Sir! I found your daughters necklace!"