3rd pov;The light in your eyes starts to fade away as the days pass by. Will you cry for yesterday? Or will you run away and strengthen up your feelings?The simple answer for Elena was; she would run away and pour the feelings in. Those little bottled up emotions gave her strength as she fought with them.It was her against the whole world. It was better to die off alone.The mental sickness caused by those voices led her to take her own life once.The twelve year old girl who was supposed to live happily was dreading to go outside and face the wedding of her non-existent mother.Today was the day they all were going to become a family. But for her, the word---family, was just a facade.Mere fakeness.The lies, she was told by him seemed to become true today.Standing infront of the mirror, she checked herself for the hundredth time. A violet knee length dress descended down, pairing it with the same colored pumps. She wore her hair down, blackish brown and long. For the secondth t
Elena’s pov;Daughter...What an odd word. Never in a millions years I thought I would hear this specific word which gave me butterflies in my stomach. Bitchy butterflies, go away. Sighing, I bit my lip to escape the weird situation. It felt, I was in some kind of auction.“You aren’t my daughter. Just a human brought to this world by Jason Kim---my ex.” The mother hissed at her six years old daughter. “B-But.” “Stop bothering me, isn't it enough I’ve provided you a caretaker?” What the mother didn't knew that she had dragged her towards the monster itself. Nudging me from behind, Elias looked at me with an unknown emotion that I couldn't decipher out. “She is Maddie's daughter and now mine to cherish as well.” Damien said with love in his voice.Mine too cherish.. How fascinating. I scoffed inwardly at the ‘way too real act’ he was portraying. Or was he actually serious? “She no where looks like Maddie's, she looks very.. different---adopted?” An elderly women spoke with curios
Elena’s pov;Life is sometimes very unpredictable. You never know what can happen unless you get the whiff of it beforehand.Some people mourn over it. Yet some stay neutral, thinking it was what God had planned for them. But for me I was just playing with my life at this point. Nothing mattered to me. It was as if I was numb to all the feelings. An hour had passed since mother dearest left the room. I didn't had the courage to get up and go back to the wedding arena. The pounding within my head was slowly withering away leaving the dullness behind.Life teach us a lot of things we don't actually know. As we grow, we slowly start to think deeper and deeper. I could hear hustling behind that locked door. Will they ever consider thinking about me? Or was I that worthless?Leaning back, my fingers shot up to my forehead, feeling the dent and a huge scratch. The cracked ridges felt good under my skin. The first ever injury mother caused me. A crazy smile made its way on my face as I sc
Elena’s pov;You shouldn’t hate yourself but the world instead.It’s very important to do what’s best for you, whether people approve of it or not. This is your life.But what if that self-love is turned into hatred? That is when the person starts to act all depressed.Just like me. The irony, you see. The will to fight and live gets snatched away from your hands in seconds.Growing up, I saw several parents with their children in the park, playing and joking around. They adore their little ones. And I? I used to sit in a secluded area, trembling, to hide from the monster that lived within the house of evil.Inhale and exhale. The tears that spilled out of my eyes had no effect on him. They say that crying is a way your eyes speak when your mouth cant explain how broken your heart is.But was he able to see the battered heart? No.He was ruthless. Like a beast. His own daughter had died at the hands of his drunk girlfriend infront of him, the trauma took a huge turn when I came into
3rd pov;Later that day after the ceremony, Elias had drove her back home after she had passed out from exhaustion.And now Elena was the official stepdaughter of Damien. “We’ll be leaving for our honeymoon tonight.” Damien announced it to the people who sat for breakfast on the table. “That’s great dad, where are you going though?” Lucifer asked.“To Phuket Island in Thailand.” He replied, grabbing his wife’s hand lovingly.“And we’ll definitely bring back you all some souvenirs.” Maddie chuckled, answering the silent question everyone had in their hearts except for Elena. “Cant wait.” Lorenzo gave them a warm smile.“Also, when are you all leaving?” Damien asked his family who was currently residing in his house. “Not sure. Ella wanted to stay here for a few days and since I’m not busy, she thought it was good opportunity.” Kaden replied, taking a bite out of the jam filled toast.“Yeah, and I’ve got shopping to do with her.” Mariana nodded.“Alright. Then I’ll just entrust my kids
Elena’s pov;Ever had the feeling when you wanna burst your anger out just because your officially fed up? oh well that is exactly what I’m feeling right now.After that encounter with Maddie this morning, I ran back to my room with surfing anger, the only thing that could calm me down was singing.So I had rushed to the gym, the only place which was mostly empty after breakfast.Sitting in the middle of the weird looking machines, I sighed for the thirteenth time, loving the feeling of her words that had sparked another wave of hatred in my gut.Was I happy for holding hatred in such a younger age? the answer was a simple, yes. Cause why not?People should get what they deserve.Humming the tune that I wrote a few days ago, I got in the rhythmic music that played in my mind.“Take a deep breath, Make both sides of your chest numb, until it hurts a bit, breathe more.There is nothing left inside of you, until you feel.It’s okay even if you’re out of breath,No one blames you.” Heav
Elena’s pov;“No! we have to watch this one.”“Ugh what the- NO. This is so cliché.”“You both shut up, we’ll watch it, if everyone agrees on it.” Ella hushed the kids down. Their simultaneous bickerings was bringing an ache to my head.Damien and the birth giver had already left for their honeymoon, so us kids and the elders were the only ones left. And that’s how the boys all came to a conclusion that they should have a movie night.And if you’re thinking how did I end up here in the cinema room? well, basically I was dragged none other than Ella and Elias. Their words and I quote, ‘you should get to know the boys and your Uncles more.’As if they care, eh. So here I am, sitting in a secluded corner with a boring expression resting on my face. Quite ironic, no?“Aunt El, please please, Star-Wars.” Shane uttered with a whiny face.“Grow up, little Shane.” Adrian replied, with a smirk.“But-"“What do you wanna see, Elena?” Ella suddenly asked, abruptly silencing the boys up once aga
Elena's pov; Fall and leave everything behind as if nothing happened. Some people adapt to their surroundings but some don't. Those who don't always pay the harsh price. They never forgive but instead they live with those harsh memories and torture themselves with those thoughts until nothing is left. "Red or blue?" "Ew, no to both!" "You're just jealous I can wear this but you can't." Ella snickered, looking at Elias. I sighed leaning back on the red couch as the brothers counterattacked Ella with their lazy comebacks. Earlier the day, Ella suddenly threw her opinion of going to the beach and the family agreed to it without any issue. And I? as always want to stay back. But these people can't let me. Ryder replied, "why would Elias want to wear that? he ain't even a goddamn female." She huffed and crossed her arms over her puffy chest, "Whatever." Her gaze shifted on the pilled up clothes. "Elena, are you really not coming with us?" I shook my head. "No." "But why? We c