Elena’s pov;
My reflection starred back at me, grinning. For once I tried to look pretty but I knew I was no where close to looking pretty. My flat chest made my stomach look fatter. My thighs looked even more fat than before.
I had to loose weight.
I was a mistake to my own mother. Mothers who are supposed to love you and care for you.
But mine was nothing like that.
She was never there for me. She never pecked me when I cried.
She never hugged me when kids bullied me.
My mother never cared about me, she was never home to raise me up, instead she brought a nanny for me who was a guy and was alcoholic. She was never there when I cried for help. Why? because of me, her parents disowned her. Her boyfriend also known as my father left her when he found about her early teen pregnancy. Teen pregnancy was never in their plan. She skipped college and was considered a mistake back than.
And now I was one.
Shaking my head, I looked back in my eyes once again. They were empty. No love, no care and not even happiness resided in them. People at my age were happy but me? I was just a living soulless doll.
“Be quick.” Her loud voice rang in the house.
Sighing for the hundredth time, I tore my eyes away from the ugly fat body.
As I entered the living room, she was now dressed up in a new red velvet gown.
She was definitely the most beautiful women in her teens. People would have been so jealous of my father.
She looked at me, her eyes scanning my outfit with distaste. “Never wear dresses again, it makes you look even fatter.” With that she went out towards the car.
Ignoring the lump that had formed in my throat, I went outside towards her brand new car. I never knew she had this car. The crazy part is I never knew what she was like.
I never had any kind of interaction with her.
Sitting in the car, she started the escalator and we left the house, I called torture.
“Uh, where are we going?” I whispered, hoping she would answer but as always she ignored me and started typing on her phone with one hand.
I looked away and leaned my head on the window. My eyes followed the trees that went by and soon a board appeared on the side stating Los Angeles.
We were far away from the place where I lived. Hours passed by and we stopped infront of a black steel gate. The gates opened and we stopped infront of a huge mansion which was straight made out of glass. She turned towards me and said, “This is going to be my new home so behave.” I just starred back at her with no emotions within my eyes.
I nodded.
She had found herself a new man and she didn’t even tell me.
Getting out of the car, I saw a boy running toward her spreaded arms so she could engulf him. “I’ve missed you so much honey.” She smiled and placed a kiss on his head.
I quietly stood and starred at there interaction. A wave of jealousy flashed within my veins. I wanted my mother to kiss and hug me like that but I could only dream about it. “I’ve missed you too mom.” The boy replied
“Where are the others? They knew that I would be shifting today.” She said with a teasing smile.
He broke the hug and looked at my mom, a ghostly grin spreading on his face as he said, “they are kinda playing games and maybe forgot.”
“How could they?” She said with a sad face.
His body stilled as he eyes froze on me. “Who is that, mom?” She looked back at me and awkwardly said, “remember I told you I had a daughter but how can they forget?! I’ll scold them.”
She brushed me off like I was no one.
Looking down at my injury, I wrapped my other hand around it, so no one could suspect anything. And even if they would they wouldn’t care.
He looked at me one last time with a stern gaze and went inside with mother trailing beside him.
I followed them and saw a huge poster hanging off the ceiling. ‘Welcome back, mom’ it said.
I looked around and saw boys of different ages standing with huge smiles. Two of them were already hugging her. She laughed. Her angelic laugh which I never heard in my whole life.
The throbbing in my heart came back. I felt numb. She had found herself a happy family in which I wasn’t included. I never was.
A pair of eyes rested on me, his smile instantly vanished. The stern gaze came back just like the other boy who had seen me before. My breath hitched. His hazel orbs held hatred which was directed towards me. “Who is that?” He asked my mom and everyone stilled once again. They all momentarily glanced at me. There once happy faces filled up with anger.
Gripping the sleeve of my injured hand tightly, I exhaled a deep breath. “I had a daughter remember? She is Elena.” My mom said, brushing me off once again.
My empty eyes lingered on my mothers face who immediately looked away and ran in the arms of a new man who was standing at the end of the stairs with a huge smile.
He was indeed handsome. Raven colored hair and dark green eyes. He was tall just like all the boys who were here. He hugged her back and place a longing kiss on her head. “Welcome back beautiful.” He said making her smile.
They both broke the hug and came towards the boys with they’re hands intertwined. They started conversing with each other leaving me behind in the shadows.
They never acknowledged me.
As the man saw me, a hurt flashed through his face. His eyes insanely distant. It felt as if he had remembered someone close to him. Turning around, he took small steps until he stood right infront of me. My lips tried to twitch into a smile but I couldn’t since I had never smiled. I didn’t knew how to. Infact I had never heard my very own laugh.
A small smile emerged on his face as he said, “I’m Damien, welcome to your new home.”
I nodded, "I’m Elena and thankyou.” The smile didn’t vanish away and he turned towards the boys telling them to introduce themselves.
The hazel eyed boy looked at me with those dark eyes, "Lucifer, 20.” The next one had blond hair and green eyes, “Stephan, 19.”
They weren’t fond of introductions.
Next one had tattoos all over his skin that made him look scary, his deep blue eyes held immense hatred and the darkness around him told me to stay away. “Elias, 18.”
“Lorenzo,” a boy spoke and he pointed towards the same looking boy, “is my twin, Vincenzo and we both are 16.”
“Ryder, 15.” The boy with the glasses said. And lastly I turned towards the other two boys who looked identical. “Zane and Shane, we’re 14.” I nodded once again. I was about to introduce myself again but decided against it since they were once again busy in there own world.
A world without me.
A world where I was nothing but just a mere human doll
Elena’s pov;We were currently sitting on the couch as I felt there hard gazes drilling on my head. The painkillers were withering away letting the pain kick back in. My hand felt numb. I couldn’t move it. Even if I tried, I couldn’t. It hurted, a lot.“We both have a great news for you all-" His face turned towards my mother "-Maddie would you like to tell them?” She smiled sweetly at him and nodded. “So we are getting married this week on Friday and then we’ll go to a vacation for a week or maybe more.” She spoke, happiness dripping from her voice.Everyone clapped and congratulated the new couple. “Also boys, I want you all on your best behavior, alright?” He scolded, a hint of playfulness lurking in his voice as he looked at the young ones. “We’re always on our best behavior, dad.” Zane replied with a smug face, his voice deep and rough just like his father.“Also show Elena her new room.” Damien smiled at me. A series of grunts were heard in the living room, but soon after, one o
3rd pov;“Always trying to get away from me huh?” He backslapped her across the face, the sound echoing in the bright hallway.A whimper escaped through her lips.His eyes filled with rage. The blonde curls that fell on his forehead were now soaked with his own sweat. “You are such a disgusting human being, no wonder your mother left you to me, on my fucking mercy.” He gritted out. His jaw clenched, not liking the sounds of her innocent whimpers.The little girl flinched. She wanted to hug her mommy. “Liar.” She whispered. “My mommy wants me.”His eyebrow quirked at the sudden confidence of the little girl. Her eyes glistening with fresh tears. “Oh really? The mommy loves her princess?” He mocked, a scoff erupted from his mouth. “As if.” He mumbled.Gripping her forearm, he led her towards the basement. She always loathed the darkness. And he loved to torment her with her very own fears. She tried to yank her arm away but she knew he was much stronger and bulkier than her little f
Elena’s pov;I’m drowning.I've always felt I was a broken girl when I was younger but as time passed I collected my broken pieces and tried to be stronger for myself.Right now, I dreaded the moment when I had to step out of the room and sit with the people I barely met including my mother. I never met the real her. Infact I never spoke to her.Releasing a sigh, I paced around the room. Stephan looked like he’ll kill me at any second.Gathering all of my courage I exited the room. It was now or never.My plan was to eat the breakfast quickly and go explore the city without telling anyone or maybe just write a note and leave it in my room if anyone asked about my whereabouts which I doubt someone will ask. Aren’t I a genius?Walking towards the table, I saw everyone seated. Some were on their phone while the others were gossiping. Mother wasn’t there. Where was she?My question was answered when she emerged from the kitchen. A bowl of salad within her hand. She placed it down and smi
Elena’s pov;All I could feel was the darkness.Endless misery.I wanted to get away but I was stuck.Stuck in that exact same spot. The same hole which had drowned me.I wanted to feel.Sitting on the floor, my back against the wall I thought about several possibilities that if my father was still here with me could we be a happy family? Would my mother love me? Would I be normal like every other kid is?Bringing my knees to my chest, I wrapped my arms around my myself. Inhaling a deep breath, I tried to calm my breathing. My head dropped to my knees and I closed my eyes, listening to silence that enveloped me.Silence was always so known to me. Silence was something I seeked out for.Some people hate the idea of being alone but to me alone was something I preferred. My own personal space.A lump formed within my throat. My hands started to shake. Several tears gathered in the corner of my eyes.The scene kept replaying again and again.I was hurt. And no one cared.Droplets of sweat
3rd pov;There she layed still.No one bothered to check the poor soul who had been knocked out.Pain struck face.She shivered on the cold surface.Tear stained face. Droplets of water dribbled down her forehead.Her breathing heavy and slow.Several hours later, she gained her conscious back. Her energy had been drained out. It felt as if her limbs were dead. Her body still shaky from the panic attack she had.Lifting herself up slowly, she sat on the floor, her head hung low. The curtain of hair falling on her face.She blew a breath out.Getting up slowly with the help of the bed, she went towards the bathroom. Her reflection was sad just like her.‘No one helped me..’ her words rang in the silent atmosphere.’No one cared..”A sarcastic chuckle erupted from her.‘I am definitely loved aren’t I?’ She sarcastically spoke.Turning the tap on, she splashed some water on her face to get rid of the sweat. Her eyes bloodshot. A small red puffy nose. Her cheeks flushed. Her hair was a me
3rd pov;Elena halted.He looked at her, expecting an answer. But all she could think about his blankness emotions.Something shifted within her.Without thinking the words left her mouth, “It's okay to be weak sometimes.”The darkness in his eyes was haunting and eating his soul. She never knew how a person was capable of having such eyes. Yes, she was young but she had met a lot of people but he was something else, something cold and black.The ink on his arms showed it all. His way of escape was to write and draw and the canvas? was himself.Averting his gaze he didn't bother to answer her. Elena sighed and took that as a cue to leave until his heavy voice stopped her.“Weaklings are dangerous.”She frowned at his words. She slowly stalked back to the isle and stood a few meters away.“They lose their loved ones very quickly since they cant protect them from the dangers.” Elias hissed, his deep blue eyes penetrating her soul.His eyes reflected the color of the ocean. Dark ocean w
3rd pov;Silence invaded the room. Each passing minute seemed to pour the tension in each of their hearts.Elena sat on the chair next to the brown oak desk. Fidgeting with her hands in her lap, she couldn't relax. All she could think was he heard her. Saw her weakness which she had tried to bottle up.She heard shuffling in the corner of the room, looking up her eyes trailed towards Lucifer who was busy going through his medical things.Sighing, she bit her lip. Maybe I should go. She thought to herself.Hearing the footsteps coming close to her, her head tilted upwards to see him standing infront of her with some surgical gloves on.Lucifer grabbed a chair from behind the desk and sat infront her. Looking through his supplies he took out a pair of tweezers.His orbs settled on her and she gulped. “Stay still and if it hurts just tap my thigh, okay?” She nodded weakly.His eyes captivated her. They were a beautiful color. A color that brought happiness. A color that could keep you sa
3rd pov;“Mommy, mommy! Guess what I did today!” The little girl came running towards her mother who had visited her after several months.Her eyes filled up with disappointment when she saw her mother wasn't giving her any attention but rather was on the phone like her life depended on it.The girl stood next to her. Her hands gently grabbing the piece of her velvety dress. Tilting her head upwards to her mother, she nudged her gently. “Mommy?" Her mother gave her spare glance and went back on talking to the other person on the phone.“Mommy, I.. I learned something t-today.” She hesitantly said hoping her mother would acknowledge her. She nudged her mothers leg again but was stopped by her icy glare.The little one retreated her small hand back towards her chest. Her eyes were glistening with unshed tears. Backing away, she held her head down and walked back to her personal nightmare, the room.She sat on the ruptured futon. Cotton was sticking out from sides. Her back always ached