Oh god the last thing I want to deal with is my dad and my "she-whore" of a stepmom. I walk into the living room and my dad is just sitting on the couch watching as
he eyes my outfit intensely. "Um what exactly are you wearing because that's not what you had on when you left the house." he says as he raises his eyebrows in
suspicion. "Oh I just….spilled a root beer on my clothes and Austin gave me a pair of his clothes to wear" I say quickly. There is no way I can tell him that my clothes
came undone at the party he'd kill me...even though it wasn't my fault. He shrugs his shoulder dismissing the matter, which surprised me because he's the kind of
person to hold onto something and never let it go, but ever since we moved out here he's changed dramatically….it's almost like he's a stranger. "Anyway Ally I'm
going a business trip tomorrow and I can't help Charlene out with her boutique…sooo your going to help her" he says. Honestly I'd rather throw myself off a cliff and
into a tank full of sharks then spend a day with Charlene. "Dad, why can't Marie or Chelsea help her?" I moan. "Well you guys need to bond more considering you
guys know nothing about each other…..look Ally I just you too to get along" he says with a smile forming on his face. I scoff in disgust, "I'll get along with her when
she stops putting plastic in her ass". "Ally stop it right now! She's the love of my life and nothing will change that! You're going to help her tomorrow whether you like
it or not." He storms outside, probably to take a drive around to cool down, leaving me in a state of confusion. Love… what does he know about love? Who the hell
remarries two weeks after the death of a spouse?
Just then I notice Marie and Chelsea walks into the living room and stare at me like I'm some filthy animal in one of those dog commercials. "Aww Ally I thought you were going to give us a show at the party" Marie says snarkily. "Yeah since you took off your hooker dress every boy
at the party was just begging for a little… something extra" Chelsea adds on. I could feel by blood boil with anger as I let their stupid comments get to me. "I never
took off my dress at the party… I-I" I shut my mouth because I didn't know what to say….. How did my dress come undone at the party? Marie walks up to me and
stabs her manicured nail into my chest, "Look here you little whore I suggest you learn your place in this neighborhood, because your absolutely nothing to me,
Chelsea, my mom, your loser father, or Austin", she says with a nasty grin on her face. "Yeah go back to where you came from cause girl your town is HOE-town!"
Chelsea says as she throws a string at me. They walk upstairs in their own bubble of evil grace laughing. I pick up the string and realize it that same color as my
dress. They must have tampered with the dress somehow so that it would fall apart at the party. On the verge of tears I run up stairs and collapse on the bed in a
terrible agony. What did I do to deserve all of this; I break out into hysteric sobs and lay my head down on the pillow facing the balcony door. Tears are blurring my
vision but I swear I thought I saw a tall figure behind the curtains. I slowly sit up and walk to the door, but just before I could open it the figure hops over the ledge
and disappears. When I pull back the curtains no one appears to have been in the backyard.
I finally put out a new chapter! It's been way too long since I've updated…I'll try to update a little more often (hopefully)! Give me your feedback because it helps me to write the stories better and I love it, but please don't be mean when you do it. Thank you and I love you guys Xx.