"Hey." Flora told me while I was running to her.
"10:15am.. Shit, I'm sorry, I slept in." I said as I looked at the clock next to her.
"It's okay." she said and smiled. We started walking towards the 'alive room'.
"So,are you ready?" she asked me. For what?
"What do you mean?"
"It's time for you to share your story." I stopped walking.
"N-No, Isn't it your turn?" I asked and giggled.
"I told you my story yesterday. And we are telling out storys again just so you can hear it. Other already know everything."
"B-but you said that nobody here knows your story!"
"They know the point of it. And that's enough." she said and I continued walking.
"But I'm not ready..." I said and sighed.
"Well, yesterday, I was the one who was not ready. But I pushed my self an I did it. You should do it too." I nodded. Shit. Shitshitshit. I can't do it. We walked in the room and everyone smiled at me. We sat down and I took a deep breath.
"Guys,I'm not ready." I said as they all looked at me expecting the story.
"Oh common dude,don't go all girly on me. You can do it." Riven said and I nodded.
"Okay... so, Hello everyone,I'm Helia and I have anger management issues."
"Hello Helia." everyone said- "No shit Sherlock." Riven yelled at the same time. I raised my eyebrow and he grinned.
"So,um... My dad was a bad guy... He had a girlfriend and he was cheating on her all the time... He would go around and sleep with whores.. Just for fun. At the time, my mother had no money, so she was living with her best friend. Her friend loved to go to places where my dad was hanging out... One night, she took my mum there and my parents met. My dad got my mum drunk and when no one was looking,he took her to his car. He got her in his home and he raped her... He was ready for her to call the cops, family, friends.. he prepared everything so he would look innocent. The thing he didn't prepare for was for my mother to get pregnant. She had no money to raise me, so she told him that if he helped with me once I was born, she would tell everyone she slept with him because she wanted to. He agreed. Once I was born, my mum moved in with my dad. She was ready to live in hell with him just so I could have everything I needed. While I was little, I was clueless about my dad. I though he was a good guy. Just my dad. But once my mum got pregnant again... he showed his real face to me. As soon as my brother was born,he started slapping my mother in front of me. He would punch her and torture her. I was 3 when my brother was born. My mother had so many plans for us. She was going to raise some money and move away with us. Save us. But she couldn't. So we continued living there. One, when my brother was 12, we had a fight about mum and dad. He wanted to run away from home with me. But I didn't want to leave our mother. So he got angry and ran out of our house. Alone. He wasn't looking where he was going and a car hit him out of nowhere. He died that night... and about my dad... he was the one who was driving the car... he wasn't looking on the road... and a week later, just before the cops came to arrest him, he killed him self. After that, I became furious all the time and I showed my anger by fighting. My mother blamed me for my brothers death... So I... had fights with her... every night. She couldn't live with it so she got me here. And now, she wants nothing to do with me... I'm sorry If I took too long to exp..." Stella started crying.
"Oh my god!" she yelled and ran to me to hug me.
"You're supposed to say 'we don't judge.'" I said and she narrowed her eyes.
"Shut up." she said and I laughed. I felt better. I finally told my story. The full thing. And now, I was ready to go talk to Ethan. To listen to his story. To know more. To understand more.