Chapter 10

Never Believe Her

[November's POV]

"Hey there sleepy head." Tori said as I walked lazily into the kitchen early Saturday morning. "Why are you up so early?" She lifted a brow.

"Psh, why are you up so early is the question?" I said as I sat down at the kitchen table with her.

She took a sip of her coffee. "I'm always up this early. It's Saturday. People like you are supposed to sleep all day." She chuckled.

I shook my head. "Not me."

"Are you hungry?"

I nodded as my stomach growled.

"Well what do you usually eat for breakfast?"

"Mom usually just makes some eggs or something with her quote Trina's Delight Tea unquote." I rolled my eyes.

She had literally cooked up every meal she wanted me to eat while she was away plus a gallon of her tea. I never told her I was coming to Tori's, so really she cooked all that crap for no reason. I'll just toss it when I get home.

"Special tea?" Tori lifted a brow and chuckled. "She's so silly." She stood up and walked over to the fridge.

"We have eggs. We have orange juice if you're thirsty and I can cook up some pancakes-"

"-NO!" I screamed as I put my hand up. Every time I used to visit Tori her cooking was HORRIBLE! It tasted like straight….crap!

"No…." I said more calmly as I stood up. "I'll cook the pancakes and eggs. You pour the orange juice." Hopefully she doesn't mess that up either.

"C'mon Novie, my cooking isn't that bad! You haven't had it in forever!"

"There's a reason for that." I said as I pulled out a few pans and got started.

I'm just glad I feel better today….

[Jade's POV]

I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking. I turned over to see Cat missing from her side of the bed and I instantly became heated.

How many times do I have to tell her never use the stove without my permission! Is she trying to burn herself!?

I yank off my covers before I stomped to our door and yank it open. "Caterina!"

"Whatie?" I heard her say from behind me.

I quickly turn to see her still in her PJs swaying back and forth as she played with the end of her hair.

I grabbed the front of her shirt and yanked her to me. "Did you cook something!?"

"No Jade. I just woke up."

"Are you lying to me!?"

"No Jadey I swear."

I instantly let go of her shirt before turning and stomping down the stairs to see Ikenzie hovering over the stove cooking up some breakfast.

"Ikenzie."

She turned to me. "G, good mor, m, morning J, Jade."

"What are you cooking?" I asked as I crossed my arms.

"Eggs, b, bacon, p, p, pa, pan, c, ca, c, ca, c, c." She gave a huge sigh before she turned back to the stove to finish up.

"Say cake Ikenzie." I crossed my arms as she ignored me.

"Say Cake!"

She turned to me with sad eyes and mouthed, "I can't."

Why the hell she can never say "c" words is a fucking mystery. She can say everything else! All she needs is practice.

"Try." I say as I walk up behind her.

She took a breath. "C, ca, c, c, ca, ca, c." She shook her head.

"Stop giving up. C'mon say it."

"Ca,.."

"Say ake."

"A, ake, ake, Ca, ca, ake, c, c, ke,"

"C'mon…"

"a, ake,, c, a, ca, ake, c, cake."

"There!"

A huge smile crept upon her face as she bit her bottom lip.

"See I told you you can do it. All you need is practice baby girl." I said as I give her dimpled cheek a small pinch.

She blushed as she shyly turned away from me to finish her cooking.

Okay so I know you wonder why she can use the stove but my wife can't. About 5 years ago Cat was using the stove when I was sleeping. I woke up to loud screaming to come downstairs and see the bottom of her leg and a small part of her arm all burnt up and I had to rush her to the emergency room. Still to this day she won't tell me how it happened but it involved the stove, so now she can't use it. If she touches it she gets punished.

"Jade we are out of toilet paper." Cat said as she ran down the stairs and up to me.

I sighed. "I have to go out anyways for a couple of things. I'll get some."

She nodded.

"Wow Ikenzie, this is so good Thanks!" Cat said as we sat at the kitchen table eating the delicious meal Ikenzie had fixed up.

She nodded. "I r, read that, p, p people, who stutt, ter, c, c, ca, ca-"

"Can." Cat stated.

"..St, still, sing. How c, co, c-"

"-Come?"

"..I ca, ca"

"Can't?"

I shot a look a Cat. "Stop finishing her words for her I hate that! She can do it!" I turned back to Ikenzie. "Because those people are different Ikenzie. You weren't born this way. You stutter because of a stroke. It's a different problem. You'll get your voice back anyways, so don't even worry about it."

"W, will I J, Jade?"

I nodded as I downed the rest of my coffee.

"Get ready Ikenzie you're coming to the store with me." I said as I stood from the table.

"Can I come?" Cat asked.

"No. Stay here and clean. We'll be right back."

She frowned as she nodded.

Ikenzie walked beside me down each aisle as she kept her hands in her pocket and her mouth shut. Even before the accident Ikenzie never talked much. She is always the "shy" girl. When we shop she's the complete opposite of her sisters who ask for every little thing. She never asked for anything. I can tell there are things she wants, but she just never asks. In school she makes perfect grades and even attends a magnet school. She never gets into any trouble and mostly just stays to herself and I have to admit it's annoying me quite a bit. She's a pre-teen, not that I want my kids to get into trouble, but damn, she can break the law once every now and then. Who raised her to be a goodie-goodie? She spent way too much time with Cat, but even Cat falls onto the naughty list every Christmas. We have to break this little perfect cycle of hers she has going on soon. It's just not working for me.

"So Ikenzie." I say as we stood in an empty aisle.

"Yes?" She said as she looked up to me.

"What do you want?"

She shook her head.

"No. What do you want?"

She shrugged. "I, d, don't, want, an, any, t, anything."

"Lie again and I will smack you. What do you want?" I lied. I will never, ever hurt my children. Ever. I just use it to scare them sometimes, but I never hurt them.

Her eyes grew a bit wider as she took a small step back. She reached behind her and grabbed a box of fruit roll-ups from the shelf and held them up to me.

"Is that what you want?"

She nodded.

"Then why wouldn't you just tell me that?"

She shrugged.

"No, no. Why wouldn't you tell me that? There's got to be a reason?"

"I, I just, d, didn't, want, t, to ma, make y, you mad."

Make me mad?

"Why would I get mad Ikenzie?" I crossed my arms.

"Y, you, get mad, a, at C, ca, c….mom, wh, when s, she a, ask, f, for stuff."

I shook my head. "Because she asks for things she knows she doesn't need. Get what you want. I won't be mad. Don't think I'll ever be mad at you Ikenzie because I won't."

I watched as she pulled out her phone and started to text.

"That's not what you said the other day." She flashed at me.

"What are you talking about."

"Why do you hurt her? Just tell me please. Isis and Ikenzie knows? Why Can't I?"

"Who told you that they know?" I asked as I felt my insides start to bubble.

"Mom." She stated.

I gritted my teeth. Who does Cat think she is!?

"We'll talk later." I said as I dismissed the subject. I grabbed her fruit roll ups and threw them in the basket before turning to a different aisle.

"Stop touching stuff!" I turned to see a young mother yell at her son as she grabbed and object from him and threw it back on the shelf. She then smacked his hands making him cry loudly before dragging him out of the aisle.

~Flashback~

"Jadelyn quit it!" My mom yelled at me as she smacked me hard in my face. My eyes started to fill with tears as my face burned to the touch.

"Don't you dare cry! Stop touching shit and you wouldn't get hurt!"

I looked around for anyone to feel pity on me but unfortunate for me we were on an empty aisle.

"Get the damn basket you piece of shit."

I sniffed as I grabbed the handles of the basket that my 5 year old self couldn't even see over. I started to follow her but end up running over her hill.

She turned around with huge eyes before she took the basket from her end and pushed it hard hitting me with it and making me fall before letting the wheel run over my hand and this time I couldn't hold the tears or the cry to the pain.

"Shut up before you make a scene." She said through gritted teeth.

"Is everything alright?" I looked up and saw a young lady with a little girl about my age walk onto our aisle as she looked down at me with concern then back to my mother.

"Oh everything is fine. We were playing around and she accidently slipped." My mother said in a heartwarming way before she knelt down and helped me up. "Are you okay baby?" She asked as she rubbed my hand but it was all in act. She looked at me with concerned eyes but all I see is the devil. She doesn't care at all, but I nodded anyways because if I don't play along now, I'll definitely be in for it later.

"I like your dress. I have one just like it at home!" The bubbly little girl said as she touched the end of my dress.

I looked up at my mother who was now in a conversation she seemed she didn't want to me in with the other lady I assume is this little girl's mother.

"My name is Caterina. What's your name?"

"Jadelyn."

"I saw what happened Jadelyn. But I won't tell." She said as she made a "shh" sign over her lips and giggled. "Are you okay?" She whispered.

I nodded. But I wasn't. I'm never okay.

"Come on Caterina we are leaving." Her I still assume mother said as she held out her hand.

I watched as she ran over and grabbed it. "Bye Jadelyn."

"Bye." I said softy as I gave a small wave.

"Looks like you'll be starting school with that other little shit you seemed to have made friends with." My mother said as she turned the basket around hitting me in the process on purpose. "C'mon bastard, we're not finished in here."

I sighed as I turned back around to see Caterina skipping across the aisles. She looks happy. I never know what that feels like.

I wish I could be a part of her family…

~End of Flashback

"Jade!" I felt Ikenzie tugging on my arm as I snapped back to reality. "L, let's f, finish."

"Yeah." I said as started walking down the aisle, but my mind was elsewhere. I'm just…frustrated.

Cat's in for it when I get home…..

[Heaven's POV]

"Hey I'm about to go out with Makari & Italy okay?" I told my dad before he nodded and gave me a small hug.

"Who's driving?"

"I assume Makari since she's the only one with the car." I giggled.

"Please be careful okay. Wear your seatbelt."

"I will. Don't worry." I smiled as I walked out of the front door.

It's only been a little over 4 years since my mom was killed in a tragic car accident and my dad still freaks out every time I ride in a car with someone other than him.

I'm Heaven Carly Shapiro by the way. I'm 16 years old and was born and raised here in L.A. I live with my dad Robbie Shapiro and my younger sister Angel Shapiro age 12. We are an average family I suppose. I mean we aren't anybody famous. My dad works for some puppet show company and he makes pretty good money for his little shows for kids. But he's not recognizable even though it's so rude, I can't help but laugh when he tries to get people to recognize him. It's so hilarious, but overall he's a great dad. I love him even though I take nothing from him. I mean I look just like my mother or as other people call me "Barbie." I really don't like it, but people insists on calling me that. They say I look like a model or something, but I don't think I do and I'm not one of those people who call themselves ugly when they know they are pretty. I mean I know I am attractive but I'm not into myself at all. I hate conceited people. I'm not one of them.

So Makari and I became best friends….years over years ago. My dad and her dad are pretty tight and have been since I was born. Same thing with Italy's parents which I think are the cutest by the way.

I'm the type to get along with everybody. I hate drama. I just like to shop and have fun you know, that's my life. But with all my heart and soul I have to say Italy's sister Isis Valentine-West…I can't stand her and I'm sure she can't stand me, but that's her fault. All she does is go around calling me a liar and what not. She tries to get people to turn against me before they can know the real her and it irks my soul! I hope she's done with all the crap she use to do. She lets girls fall into her trap and I was actually one of them.

Isis is the liar. Never believe her.

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