Hey guys, I'm not so good at English, so I translated it a try with Google translator! So even those who like to read in English, reading it is like! Did I have extra time to translate Stellafa4ever. Well, hope you can read it well, have fun!
Because this story is actually from here,
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it is in German!
I can only German!
That's why I translated it for you in English!
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Chapter 1: scars of the past and open wounds of the real time
Mo's point of view
"In your room, but soon young lady, or you will get to know me," to cried my father, me, before he raised his arm with his hand and hit my face. I just cried and felt the throbbing pain in my cheeks are high. He had me beaten again. I tried to hold back the tears and ran quickly to my room. Immediately lock the door behind me before I fell to crying at the bottom.
Like every day, he beat me if I did not bring home with a perfect score. If there was even a two, my father brought it already over the edge. He brooked no grades below the best grade. I was a child his wish and was allowed to make mistakes and if I still need that caused, he punished me immediately. This time it was just a slap in the face. Last time he beat only so to me, because I have a three in mathematics brought home. The wounds and bruises, were lucky not to watch. I had covered them with makeup. Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate in my jacket. I took it out and looked at the screen.
Stella
I took a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears and took off.
Stella's point of view
"Hey Stell." Did I remove the last Mon. Wow, wonderful! Thought it is not ran.
"Hey Mo, you know we still have today the sample, where are you?" I heard her gasp for breath and just moved an eyebrow questioningly. Somehow it sounded just as if she was crying.
"Mo, are you okay with you?" I was worried. Are they dealing with Scott went, why she was so very different. Her eyes shone not more pleasure, no, they had become pale as her skin. Something was wrong with her, but I do not know what. She meant so much to me, over time, I thought a lot about Mo after ... about her appearance ... Verhaten her ... Her brown eyes ... her beautiful black Harre ... so how stupid that sounds now, but I think I had fallen in love with her. I do not know how did that happen, but it came from here on now. Silk I saw them the first time in detention, because I was already such a bond between us. As if we
"Yeah, Stella, I'm fine, what should be? Look, I can not today! "Mo's voice crack me from my thoughts. How can it not today, and she's okay, I do not know, I'm not so sure.
"How can you not, but Mo!" I heard her sigh at the other end.
"Yes, I know we now have test, but I can not really control's, okay?" I heard Mon sniff at the other end. Okay, that did not sound as if everything is okay with her.
"Mo. .. are you crying? "I heard a gasp at the other end, and immediately I heard only one beep beep beep. She had hung up. She cries, clearly, but why? Because Scott yet? If I look in on her, or rather have? I ran into my room and down. Should I or should not I?
Mo's point of view
Damn, damn, damn! Why I've hung up? Stella now know of course that I cry. Great idea Mon, simply hang up. Fabulous. I threw my phone on my bed and went into the bathroom. I was looking for what some of what I found at last. A razor blade. I immediately closed the bathroom door behind me and read me at the door, slowly slide down until I finally felt the tiles on my bare legs. I looked at the razor blade before I finally took my arm and a long, deep cut into it brought. I saw the blood dripping to the floor and did just as underneath, then another, followed by the three and I ran away the razor again. Took a cloth and put it on the wounds. It was the only chance for me to hide from my inner anger and sadness.
These cuts hurt, but they also helped me to feel better. I did not know why, but she did well. Finally, I went back to my room and locked the door behind me. I ran down on my bed before I took my head in my hands again and began to cry bitterly. The pain in me, were becoming unbearable. My mother was never there, so she never knew of it, that her husband, my father beat me often. He apparently thought it would be the best education for a sixteen year old girl, but what have I done to be punished for that? I have done anything to hurt anyone, was just trying to life, but as Scott and I went out Nander, felt like my innermost empty. I had no one to whom I could hold on me ... But ... I had someone ... Stella!
I tried miserably to bring a smile to my lips and I succeeded. Yes, Stella, she was the only one who was there for me, I know they are, we had two such as pitch and sulfur, are inseparable, but I noticed that Stella was changed slightly. As she looked at me most. So interested in my eyes. It struck me as odd.
"Mohini, please come on down." Called my father in a quiet tone up the stairs. Apparently, he had calmed down. I quickly took a cardigan to cover up the wounds on my arm. Opened the door and walked down the stairs.
"Yes, Dad?" I asked cautiously, and he pointed with his arm into the living room. Finally, I went in, only to Stella, Olivia, Charlie and Wen on the living room couch to find again.
"What are you doing to here?" I asked my friends, who all immediately jumped when they saw me.
"Stella has said, will not you come to the samp ... uh I mean eating pizza. "Rescued Olivia just me against my father. He knew nothing of the band, he would never allow me. I smiled at my friends and my eye was hanging on Stella who looked at me anxiously. Luckily I was in the bathroom again made fresh, otherwise it still looks that I had been crying. Just as well gone again, but I noticed Stella's gaze. She still seemed to be concerned.
"Yes, I can not come, I'm now here at home test." I explained my band mates hung their head sadly. My father finally came to us and smiled in the round. He could very well take on a role, it looked as if he were the best dad in the world.
"I'm very sorry kids, but my daughter has to exercise, eat how about another time with pizza?" He Smote my band members from all nod their heads, all but Stella. She seemed to have noticed something. I hope time does not, she has noticed something. I hope so. No one can know what's going on here, nobody, not even my mother!
"Okay, sorry. We'll see you in school Mo 'Approved, Charlie, Olivia and Wen from me. The only one that still remained in the living room, was Stella.
Stella's point of view
"Could I speak with you time alone?" I asked Mo, the father looked at her, gave her a nod. She took me gently by the wrist and I immediately felt a warmth flow through me. It felt so nice. Mo was such a nice sweet girl worth.
"Come with me," she quietly Brought forth, and finally pulled myself up the stairs, apparently in her room. I looked around. I've never been in her room. It all looked so how can I say. From Asia. What should you expect from an Asian family already? It closed quietly behind the door and invited me to sit down. I finally sat down on the floor. I did not want to sit on her bed. It could have been done so beautifully made that I wanted to not confuse. Mo looked at me a little dubious when I finally took place on their carpet. They finally succeeded on the floor and leaned against her bed.
"You wanted to talk to me?" Mo quiet voice, looking at me expectantly. Her eyes looked into mine, and I saw something I had never before seen. Anxiety.
"Um ... what I wanted to ask ... "I trailed off, her eyes were so scared in my and I finally crawled over to her. They took no notice in the arm. Mo was a little scared, but then she hugged me too easily. I rubbed it lightly with the thumb übern back. It seemed to please her, because she relaxed in my arms. I pulled her scent in my nose slightly, her scent intoxicated me so much. She was so attractive to me. Although I was on years are guys, I found something on Monday, something that makes me more towards it ziehte than boys. I knew not what, whether it was her eyes or her smile now, there was magic in any case. She got dressed. I gently planted a kiss on her forehead and noticed immediately that she gave a brief summary. I did something never done before. No wonder she winced. It was new to her.
"Mo. .." I whispered softly into her ear and pulled her even closer to me ran. It seemed to me as if she were a fragile nature and the same would fall apart.
Mo's point of view
What has suddenly happened? Why I moved to Stella a hug that lasted longer than five minutes already? Something was wrong and I pulled back slightly, just to see once in their eyes. They looked so full of ... I do not know what exactly I can interpret from their eyes, but one thing I knew, her eyes fascinated me, in a way that I can not interpret.
"What are you afraid?" Taking me her soft gentle voice whispering from my thoughts. Fear? What does she mean? She looked at me for a while I tried long and pathetic for words.
"What ... what do you mean? "She pulled up a questioning eyebrow and shook his head gently.
"Mo. .." she whispered back and read their hands down on my shoulders. Looked at me with urgency.
"You can fool others but not me, I see it in your eyes. You're afraid, but of what? "I looked away immediately. I could not see in their eyes and immediately pulled me quickly out of their hands, and stood up. Immediately shook his head. I noticed Stella's look at my back.
"Mo." So she said softly but I continued to shake his head. Raised her hand, she was silent.
"Stella, how do you come to such nonsense? I'm fine right? Very good, in fact, do you understand that? I'm not afraid, from what I should also ask the nice afraid of? I'm fine, you can tell me now, I'm a happy-natured girl, "I cried almost to Stella, the rebellion, and her arms folded across his chest. She came up to me and pressed her index finger lightly on my chest.I swallowed hard. What is now? She took a breath.
"Mo, in order to provide a clear. I do very worried about you! "He picked up slightly on my chest with her index finger and said" you "at most, until they finally went on.
"And you believe seriously, I believe a word of what you just blathered before? Nah, I think that is not, but if you do not want to get help, please, not my problem! Bye! See you at the rehearsal! "And the next moment, slammed my door and I was left alone.
Stella's point of view
I ran down the stairs with rapid steps and out of the house from Monday I shook my head. Tried to hold back the tears. Damn Mo notice, you are not how much you mean to me and how much I want to help you? I came away angry a stone that conjured caused a small cloud of smoke. I will only trying to help, but what are you doing? Want to hear none of it closes, do even more. Man Mo, but I remember when true and what's not in right now is nothing okay with you, as you say! I paused and exhaled. I was now just under half an hour gone, was far away from Mo's site and read I finally settled on a playground. I immediately ran to the swings and planted myself down exhausted.
if you do not want to let you help, please, not my problem ...
I let hang his head sadly. I think I was a little too hard on her. Why do I scream at them anyway? She has been like an opened envelope, now I continue to poke around in it just wonderful Stella, what are you doing terrific, but hey. I'm such an idiot. Cries the girl, I love everything about when I first saw it. So really ey, Stella, it can not be better. I read a sad sigh from me and looked sadly up at the sky. It came out dark clouds and not five seconds later, it started pouring with rain as on. Well, wonderful, just what I need right now, real-ey!
Mo's point of view
I let myself down on my bed crying. Stella was now are about half an hour away and I got the hell out of them. Stella saw that I was shit, but for heaven's sake, I could never tell her about what my father did to me and what I was doing to me. I sighed sadly and tried to stop the tears running down my face.
If Stella knew it, what then? She could do nothing about it, maybe my father would beat them too. No, that's what I can not stand. Not Stella, not the girl that always brought me to a better mood, which is always there for me, which makes me worry about that is just there when I need them. She's just my best friend, I can not tell you, no way! If they knew about it, then they would go ballistic. If I know Stella, she would. I finally turned on his back and stared at my ceiling. And what now? Stella is my best friend, but somehow seemed not as something to be true. Somehow seemed to tingle in my stomach when I was thinking only about Stella. What is wrong with me? I've fallen in love? In Stella? My best friend? Never in my life, that must not be!