AUTHORS NOTE: For some of you, you may have read some of my past I feel as if I have improved a lot since is only the start of what I hope is many chapters to has been so long since I have shared my work with anyone.I hope you like it, and this story means a lot to me, so like I said I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!
Chapter 1- Birthday Blues
November 5th 1999
The young blonde haired girl woke up quickly from her cloud covered sheeted bed. She wiped away the sleep that still rested in her tierd eyes. She had been waiting for this day for a couple of months . And for the past couple of weeks she had become even more giddy as today was her seventh birthday. She was still wearing her pink pyjamas that were covered with bunnies when she bounced joyfully down her wooden staircase. "Mommy?" She cheerfully chirped. She paused waiting patiently for her mother's response but there was not one. She looked around while scurrying throughout the house in search of her mother. "Daddy?" she requested. The small girl with two blonde pigtails on top of her head that hung a little bit past her ears walked towards the living room. The television was on and the news was playing on low. She could see her farther slouching in his black leather lazy boy chair. He had dark hair and soft baby blue eyes just like her. He was wearing a light blue blouse which was crumbled up and dirty along with a pair of black sweatpants. She began to approach her farther with a brilliant smile across her face, but her farther was still fast asleep.
"Come' on Daddy It's my birthday." She smiled.
He continued to snore causing her to begin to shake him in attempt to wake him up.
"Daddy, it's my birthday." She chuckled. "
"So?" He groaned.
"Really funny." She chuckled and waited ."-but come' on." She spoke while continuing to nag on his arm.
"Knock it off Serena" He spoke in a more stern voice this time. She backed away a bit in surprise but the naïve little girl in all innocence assumed it was just a joke her farther was trying to play on her. "Dad." She still playfully spoke with hope echoing in her voice while reaching up to hug her farther in hope that he would give up the foolish game she thought he was playing with her.
He sat up straight in his chair and before swinging his hand towards his daughters face he let out a sigh. The impact of the hit caused her to collapsed hard to the cold solid floor. The young girl just sat there on the floor while placing her hand on her now hot and inflated cheek as tears began to flood from her eyes. "Serena knock it off you're not a baby so stop crying."
"But you hit me dad?" Still dazed she spoke.
"Get over it, you're old enough to know the truth." He paused. "I don't like you alright now get out of my face or ill be forced to hurt you again."
She looked up at her farther with disbelief. This had been the man she had always looked up to for as long as she could remember. He had always been the best farther to his daughter ,he was the one who taught her how to ride a bike, how to swim and had always been there for her whenever she needed him. Sometimes her farther would have rough days and just tell her to get lost and sometimes he would yell at her but he would always apologize right away. Even though she was still young she could understand that sometimes her farther would have a rough day. When Serena was six years old her aunt Maria had passed away. Maria was very similar to Serena's farther in many ways, they both had dark hair and glasses. However , Maria was a larger woman who had a chubby face with a pile of make up covering it. Her hair was curly and short up to her shoulders and her makeup was always ruby red lip stick and bright blue eye shadow. She never appeared as a pleasant or kind woman especially not to Kialah. The truth of the matter was she had never been a huge fan of Kialah. She always thought that Ken and her mother were to young to have a child and should of aborted her when they had a chance. Maria was always close with Ken also known as Serena 's father. She would always come around for holidays and any other chance she could. However, she would never say a kind word to Kialah. She would call her immature, childish and stupid but at the time Serena's mother Irene used to always comfort her and tell her that Maria was just sick but that was never true. Until a couple weeks after Serena's sixth birthday she told everyone she had cancer. She did the treatment and she fought hard to survive. Unfortunately, after months of struggle she finally passed away.
Her farther began to become distant slowly but not once had he become a bad farther but it was easy to see he was holding down the pain. He began to slack off at work and eventually they fired him without a second chance and when that happened things only got worse. He began to drink until he passed out and when he woke up he would start drinking again. He would never leave the house unless he had too and luckily he had enough money in their savings to last a life time. She remembered her mothers face in her warmth and comforting smile that perked her up no matter what,her mother's soft golden curls that never seemed out of place and although petit framed, she was never the most beautiful women in the room, but it was her charm that had men drooling over still in shock over her fathers behaviour still couldnt grasp where her mother could mother had always woken her up bright and early on her birthday with a flood of day would follow with vanilla ice cream topped with sprinkles for breakfast and they would goto the park and play for hours until dinner where she was spoiled with presents and 's birthday was her favorite day of the year, not because of the treats or the presents, but because it was the one day a year where her hard working mother would take the day off and spend hours with from her birthday, Serena was never neglected but her father worked as a lawyer who spent most of his waking moments in his office, and even though he tried at home he was in a sense not really there, he was still wrapped up in the big case of the long as she could remember her parents had been deeply in love, even when her father would be freaking about a big case,her mother would just look at him and kiss him and it was as if all the stress in the world had was not until his sister got sick that she began to see their love start to diminish
Serena spent the rest of the day alone in her room holding on to the one thing she could always trust. Her stuffed tuxedo Mask plush that she had gotten as a gift from her farther just a couple months ago. She heard a key in the door she lit up a bit assuming it was her mother with a cake and present ready to celebrate her birthday and that everything that happened was just a bad dream. She waited in her room all night waiting for someone to come up and check on her or to even offer her a meal but it never happened. In stead a lost little girl sat alone on her seventh birthday sobbing quietly to that everything that had happened and everything she was feeling would turn out to just be a very bad nightmare in the morning came, it was not a nightmare not at all, it was reality.
