7 Ch. 7 - who is she?

The next day was just an ordinary day. Going to school, meeting the same faces, tagging along with my friends and all.

3rd person's pov:

She thought everything will be fine after all. Little did she know, her parent's will be coming back home. She never liked it when her parents coming back home. Why? Is it because they just focuses on their daily meetings, work, business, and finding some business partner? She couldn't enjoy the feeling that you have a complete family, yet she felt alone. She feel like she wanted to end herself when that feeling comes up to her.

Back to Sophie's pov:

Today was fun. I was heading back home, but a sudden phone call made me stop my track. I answered it because it was only an unknown number.

??? OTP: SOPHIE! You need to come back here as soon as possible!

Sophie OTP: Wait who's this? What do you mean?

??? OTP: It's Jacob and you'll found out when you come back here ASAP.

With that, he ended the call and I burst out dragging myself fast as I can. I arrived there and went inside. "What is it?" I asked without greeting them. "Have you seen the people outside your house?" when Jacob said that, the message was already pop out of my mind. "Uh, it's my parents. So, uncle I think I need to go back to our house since they went back here." I said while putting a forced smile. "Sophie are you alright? You can stay here if you want?" Aunt Carol said "It's fine auntie." I smiled and was about to leave. "I'll leave my things here just in case." I said and Jacob escorted me outside.

"You ok Sophie?" Jacob asked "I'll be fine Jacob. Don't worry." I replied. I ran across the street and inhaled. I'm going to meet my parents again. I was never this nervous. I remembered about Uncle William offered me, being a trainee in their company.

I knocked and it immediately opened. I was taken aback from what I saw. Tears starts to fill up. I saw a girl beside my father. Well, she's kind of young, but older than me. I witnessed how she moved around my father. I saw my mother acting like everything is fine. I think something is wrong here. I asked my mom, "Who is she?" I said with sternly tone. "Dear, this is ---"she was cut off by my father. "This is Chloe. You're new Step Mother." He said and smiled at me. I felt like my blood is burning. "W-what?" I stuttered. "W-what did you just s-say?" I asked again, trying to control my anger. My mother held me back. She patted my back. "What mom? You're fine with this? So, what now? She's going to live with us? Huh? When did this happened?" I asked mom, holding back my tears. "Since 3 years ago." She replied and I gasp in shock. I looked at the floor then back to her. "So, you pretend not to know. Why didn't you tell me? You came back here and I expected you to have more attention to your daughter, who is longing for your attention!" I ranted. I couldn't take this. I was about to run out, but a hand pulled me back. "Don't you dare turn your back on us? You don't have manners. Can't you see your stepmother is here? Can you give her some respect?" he shouted and I took a deep breath. "Respect? Did you ever respect mom?" "Yes, I did!" "No, you didn't! Do you think this is a kind of respect you gave her?" I shouted, I felt relieve seeing my father gasp in shock. I burst into tears. I couldn't help, but to cry. I looked at mom and said "I can't live in this house seeing this b**** snaking her hands around my father all the time. Also, I can't live seeing my mother acting fine like nothing happened." With that, I ran upstairs to my room. I grab my suitcase and tuck all my clothes. I took all my stuff and belongings in my other bag. While I was packing, the door opened, revealing my mom. "What are you doing, dear?" she asked and I scoff. "Tsk. Obviously, packing my stuff. What else could it be?" I rolled my eyes and look back to what I'm doing. "You're not leaving." She said in stern voice. "And what? Just look at you suffering." I ranted and continued "Stop! You're not leaving this house!" she shouted "You can't do anything about this mom." I said to her "I'll call a police." She immediately took her phone, ready to dial 911. "Do you think calling the cops will help? Or another way round, I still can go with my reasons and it's all valid. Mom, people nowadays can be fooled; just like you. You got fooled by that old man." I talked to her like I'm not her daughter. "Don't talk to your Father like that!" she said "And what now? You're on his side. What kind of mother are you?!" the next is I only felt a sting on my left cheek. I held it and tear up. "Mom, I never see the side of yours before, but your true colors had been revealed. I didn't know you were that blind to see that your husband got stung by a jellyfish, like that creature doesn't want to let go. Mom, I'm sorry and thank you for everything, but I need to go. I can't live like this." I zipped my bag and went out of the room; leaving no mark of me. Not even a strand of hair nor a dust from my boots.

I left the house and went to Uncle William. I opened the door and went to the living room. I saw their worried faces. "I heard everything yn. I'm sorry I had to tell them." Jacob said and apologize. "It's fine and thank you for telling them, so that I don't have to tell them." I smiled and Auntie Carol went up to me. "Dear, if you want to stay here, you can stay here if you want." Auntie smiled and I hugged her. Uncle William placed his palm on my shoulder. I smiled at him and went to hug him also. "Uncle, Thank you very much for letting me stay here and also Auntie. In return of my favor, I would like to accept your offer to be a trainee." I said and Uncle brighten up his face. Jacob being Jacob took his phone and post to his twitter declaring that there is a new trainee in Sparks Entertainment. "Jac, Don't post it first, but you can tell the members." Uncle said and he pouted. I chuckled from his cuteness.

The day ended with laughter and enjoyment. Thanks to them, they made me forget my problems. And yeah, I needed to sleep, so that I can prepare for my new beginning tomorrow.

It's not done yet, I'm only starting…