Chapter 7

IANNA’S POV

My heart broke when I saw that, I never meant to make her cry, Goddess, she has been good to me and yet now she was starting the day with tears because of me. “Oh, Ianna, I don’t know how you do it, you are so strong my friend. I don’t think I can bear any of this.”

I sighed. “I bear it because I am used to it, now, let’s go to class.” She helped me fix myself and then we walked to class. When we walked in the teacher stopped and all eyes were on us.

“It’s not even a week and already you are getting Christina into trouble Ianna. What exactly do you want to see happen before you understand that your presence in other’s lives is nothing but a curse?” Mrs. Laurence said.

Before I could answer Christina answered first. “She did nothing wrong mam, I was the one who was feeling unwell, and she was only helping me.” Mrs. Laurence gestured for us to sit while saying under her breath. “She will be the end of you if you are not careful.”

I heard her and so did Christina, but we said nothing. She continued with the lesson until the bell rang for the end of the period. We went to another class. Nothing out of the ordinary happened after that. That was before Christina, and I separated after school.

Pamela, the one who was afraid Christina was going to take Luka from her came to us as we waited for Christina’s driver to arrive. “Hey Christina, what are you doing this weekend?” I wondered what she wanted, “Nothing, why?” asked Christina. I was curious to know as well. “We are having a new year bonfire party; you know that when the Moon is full, we celebrate and make sacrifices to the Goddess.”

Oh, well. The pack has these parties all the time. If it’s not the royal family having ball after ball. “I know all about that, let me think about it and I will let you know tomorrow.” Christina answered.

“I can’t wait that long; we are finalizing the guest list today.” Pamela insisted. “All right then, I will go and add a plus one.” She said and Pamela walked away. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to go. I heard Pamela say she doesn’t like you because of how her boyfriend Luka looks at you.”

Christina laughed. “She needs not to worry; I will not be getting involved with the likes of Luka. I plan to wait for my mate.” I smiled at her, I thought she was going to think I made the whole thing up.

“You are going to be my plus one.” My eyes widened, I don’t go to such events, people don’t want me there and I don’t want to be amongst those who don’t want me. “No, I can’t go, no one wants me there and besides. I don’t go to such events, there are many people there.”

Many people means more bullying and more pain and humiliation for me. “Don’t be silly, I want you there and so we are going. I know for a fact that my friend will never let me go alone.” Oh, she is good. Using our friendship like that but I like it.

“Even if I wanted to go, I have nothing to wear.” All the clothes I have were hand me downs from my sister. My mother never buys me new clothes. She says she will not waste her money on the likes of me.

I don’t mind though, as long as I have clothes on my back, food in my stomach and a roof over my head. “Let me worry about that.” she winked at me before getting into the car and her driver driving off.

Oh, dear Goddess, did I just agree to go to a party? I have never been to a party of any kind before. My mother never allowed me, and I never wanted to go. I hate crowds and I don’t have the clothes to wear to such.

So, every time Lissa went out, I stayed home, cooked, and cleaned. Maybe it would be better now that I had a friend.

The weekend came sooner than expected. Now it was Saturday morning, and I was serving my mother and sister some breakfast and trying to figure out a way to ask her. “Why are you hovering, what do you want?” my mother snapped.

I took a deep breath, here goes nothing. “I was invited to the bonfire party this evening and I would like to go.” Lissa burst out laughing like I said the funniest thing she has ever heard. “You were invited, hahaha, tell me, who would invite you?” she laughed.

“My friend was invited, and she invited me as her plus one.” Lisaa stopped laughing and glared at me. “You can go and embarrass yourself there because I will not be buying a dress for you.” My mother said bringing Lissa’s smile back.

“There will be no need for that mother.” Mother scoffed. “Let her go mom, I want to see her humiliate herself.” Mother nodded and I was relieved. Christina said she will take care of the dress and I trust she will.

Evening came soon and Lissa got ready. I sat in the lounge waiting for Christina. There was a knock on the door, and I jumped up and went to open. “Ready to get dolled up?” Christina asked, pushing past me carrying two dress bags.

Closed the door and followed her. “Show me your room so we can change.” I lowered my head in shame. My room was not up to standard, it was too small, but it was clean. “Why can’t we go to your place to get changed?” I asked with my fingers crossed.

“Then we will be late, look, I don’t care what your room looks like.” I sighed then led the way to my room. When we got there Christina did not comment but placed the dresses on the bed. “Now sit, I must do your make up.” I hesitantly sat down and let her do what she wanted with me.

By the time she was done, I did not recognize the girl looking back at me. I never saw myself as beautiful, but I must say, today, I look beautiful. Christina sat down and did her makeup as well. “Wait until you see the dress.” she said excitedly.

When she was done, she gave me one of the dresses. “Try it on.” She said, I opened the bag and a beautiful black dress sat inside. I have never worn something so beautiful in my life. I teared up.

“Don’t you dare ruin the work of art I did on your face with tears.” I chuckled, fanning myself with my hands. “It’s just that I never wore something as beautiful and expensive as this.” She hugged me. “Now, you are. Come on get dressed.”

I got dressed and she gave me shoes from one of the bags she was carrying. I wore them and I looked like something out of a dream. “You look amazing, my beautiful flower.” Today I can believe that.