Anger, contempt, and anxiety- these are hideous feelings. It radiates the feeling of despair. These are negative thoughts that never seem to cease but grow. That is until we feel like to open up, to talk about these feelings to someone who will understand.

Now if a young girl suffers all these, how is she coping up? Well that's the story of her life. Every day is a struggle for her. No matter how much she tries, she can't share her situations, her problems to anyone. As if one has the time to listen at the first place. There are nights which she spends crying her heart out, in her room, secretly. The next morning, however, she is a whole new person. She smiles, like nothing ever happened and no one really understands what is behind that fake-ass smile. Feels like an endless loop where she is trapped, with no solutions. Everyone knows her as a strong girl who barely cries. Heh, the big irony!

This girl is Stella. Her life has been nothing short of a hellhole. With parents, never understanding who she really is, her life is a challenge. Her parents never gave a damn about her anyway. There were always busy with work, work and work. Does it kill her parents to shower a little love on their one and only daughter? Heaven knows when she last heard "I love you" from her parents. Maybe never? All she heard was, "I wish you were never born" and "I hate you". Although, these words were uttered in anger, it still doesn't erase the meanings of it, does it? They didn't know the cruel depth of these words and how bad it affected her. Maybe they knew but chose not to care. These words were like daggers to her that killed her inside. She, herself wished she was never born. She was only living her life just for the sake of living. Ah, life sure isn't easy.

Four days prior

A young blonde made her way to her classroom, holding books in her hands. Before long the bell rings and everyone rushes inside.

"Stella! Wait!" a deep, rich voice halted her in her place.

The young blonde froze when she heard his voice. Her heart which was not supporting her anymore became beating much faster. Why is he calling me? She turned around to meet the familiar pair of ocean-blue eyes. She felt as if her palpitating heart might explode at any moment. She hates this frenzied feeling. Why does this guy has such an affect on her? She will never know.

"Um have you seen Katriana?" the blue-eyed brunet inquired. Katriana was Stella's best buddy, best friend.

"No but haven't she come yet?" she asked questioningly. It was surprising indeed as Katriana was unfailing in attendance. Maybe something came up? Yea, probably.

"No, she haven't. Did she tell you anything?" he asked nervously. Is this it? Is this the reason he called her? OH right, it was always her duty to know every damn thing. Why can't he ask her himself if he is so goddamn curious. Yes yes, she is her best friend but does it necessarily mean she knows like every minor detail? Surely, no.

"Unfortunately, no. I don't know anything nor did she tell me anything. Now if u could excuse me-" she simply answered, brushing past him before he could fire any more questions at her.

Present- Stella's room 10:30pm~

Does every single soul in this world use me? She tirelessly asked herself for the umpteenth time. Wasn't it just great that the one she likes, likes her bestfriend? Why on earth did she ever fall in love with such a man, who will never even take an interest in her, let alone love her. Why did she become the victim of such a love? Has life got anything good for her, at least something that's not always worse? No, perhaps.

It was just 4 days ago, she learned that her crush, Liam liked her best friend, Katriana. Being the oblivious fool that she was, surely it took her long enough to figure that out. After all, Liam only talked to her because she was Katriana's best friend.

Liam, a handsome, tall brunet with well-built physique. Of course she liked him, even though she hated admitting it. She could be completely lost in his cerulean, ocean-blue eyes. The most captivating eyes she ever saw…

No matter how much she tries to move on from this guy, she can't. But she has to, right? The guy likes her best mate! Certainly, she doesn't has a chance. The countless amount of nights she spent crying over him… Why is it always her? Why is HER life full of problems? Like what the hell did she do in her past life to be blessed with such a life? It would be a miracle if she survives all this-

"Stellaaa! Turn of the effing lights!" a shout instantly interrupted her inside mental thoughts.

"Oh yeah, right away. I almost forgot-" she abruptly said.

"Gah, turn it off now! What are you doing? Why haven't u slept yet?" her mother asked, obviously peeved.

"Yeah, I was just about to go to bed." She quickly answered, getting up from her study table to make the bed. She hurriedly turned off the lights and jumped to her bed and her mother seemed appeased. Phew!

I didn't know it was 11 already! She stared up at her ceiling in incredulity. Wow, even time doesn't support her anymore, does it? Great.

Hey guys! Thanks a lot for taking ur time to read this. Lemme know if I should continue or not and how did u find this chapter! Have a nice day. And late happy new year to everyone! Wish this year will be much better than any year.

P.S. Please don't mind if u find any type of mistakes or errors. I did the proofreading but still if there are mistakes, pardon me.