Susan was taken aback by the number of onlookers that were at her dad's house.
'What in Jupiter's name is going on here?' she muttered, the closer she got to her former house.
'I LOVE YOU JENNY CALANDA' one of the spectators yelled into the air passionately. Susan made a confused face. Who the hell was Jenny Calanda, and what was he or she doing at her house, receiving cheering from strangers? It was not until she got close enough, that she realized that her dad's house was the venue for some sort of red carpet event. There were a lot of celebrities flashing heavy smiles toward the paparazzi, and lots of cameras took several hundred shots per second at these said celebrities.
'Excuse me' Susan said confidently while she tried to pave way for herself through the clustered crowd that blocked the entrance of the house.
'Hey, not so fast woman, where the hell do you think you are going?' one of the onlookers dared question Susan, blocking her off from continuing her manoeuvre towards the front door.
'Get lost this minute' she yelled at the man, shoving him aside with so much confidence, the rest of the crowd made sure to allow her through without disturbance, though they looked at her funny, suspecting that she was a fraudulent visitor. Susan was dressed in what could be described as rags as far as that gathering was concerned.
'Hey, you there, come and hold up my veil while I strike a perfect stance for the camera' one of the female celebrities called on Susan to come and do her bidding.
'Who? myself?' Susan asked, looking behind her to see if there was someone else that the lady could be referring to.
'You of course, who else?' the celebrity which Susan suspected was the so-called Jenny Calanda that one of the spectators was screaming at, replied. She gave Susan a look that could be described as someone that was surprised at Susan's public show of disrespect. As far as Jenny was concerned, Susan ought to have considered herself lucky to be noticed, even if it was for a reason as trivial as that.
'You have got to be out of your damn mind' Susan murmured and ignored Jenny, heading into the house with more gusto than before. The paparazzi, of course, caught the drama between Susan and Jenny, taking more pictures than their fingers could afford to click on, documenting the rejection in black and white, while Jenny flashed an embarrassed smile back at them.
If not for the confidence Susan wore while she was advancing into the house, she would have been thrown out. The way she was dressed, even the servants at her dad's house looked better than her. She was out of place by several standards and she had no business even being among the crowd of fanatics that admired their favourite celebrities.
As expected, everyone inside the house when Susan walked in, had something for her to do.
'Hey, I need some more wine. What are you doing standing there looking confused? Hey come here, hey this, and hey that' everyone was beckoning on Susan to boss her around, but she ignored them completely. She had a mission there. A long time ago, she had forgotten about that good-for-nothing house. Since her dad sent her off abroad, she had erased the memory of that place, and if not for the fact that she wanted to pick up the clothes and other items that her mom left for her, she would never have bothered to look toward that direction of her so-called former home anymore. never, forever.
Susan scanned the area until her eyes found Joey, her stepsister, and her stepmother, Magaret. They were living the life, indeed. Joey had become an irreplaceable celebrity actress for the past four years plus and had not had one down moment ever since she became popular. She and her mom were basking in the euphoria of the splendour that was going on in their home. Margaret clung to a glass of wine that kept her happy while she received compliments from everyone interested in sending some her way.
Joey was with other celebrities that were in her age group. She was a celebrity among celebrities because all they did was ravish her with compliments throughout the entire time Susan watched them. All because she was a Richard Williams affiliate, and nothing else. That was the major catch for Joey. It had to feel good to be a celebrity because the smile pasted on Joey's face was not one that anyone could remove easily.
'Does her face not hurt from smiling like that for hours?' Susan asked herself while she started to walk toward Joey. Joey's smile eventually disappeared by the time she spotted Susan walking towards her with her chest bulging out.
'What the hell are you doing here?' Joey asked her stepsister, Susan, looking at her as if she had just seen a ghost.
'And of all days, and time to show up Joey added. 'Why now? Spoiler!' she snapped at Susan.'Where are the things my mother left behind for me?' Susan asked Joey without giving a hoot about how she felt concerning her presence there.
'You lot, please excuse me for a minute, I'd be right with you after a while, I have some family issues to look into quickly' Joey said, dismissing her other celebrity friends that were with her.
'Why are you here? Who gave you the clearance to show up here?' Joey asked Susan in a bitter tone. Her eyes bulged in anger the more her brain registered to her that it was Susan standing in front of her after four years of good riddance.
'I am done with school, hello? why can't I come back to my dad's house if I want to? Anyway, that's not why I'm here. My mom's belongings, where are they?' Susan asked Joey in a more affirmative tone this time around.
'If you want your mom's items, come on out and have a word with me first' Joey replied.
'Stop pulling me as that' Susan barked at Joey, forcing her wrist free of Joey's grip while they advanced towards the garden, away from the crowd of other celebrities that had graced the event.'Did you hear that today was my birthday and I was having a celebration, so you came to ruin it?' Joey asked Susan angrily. Eyeing her with contempt. Susan's dressing irked Joey a lot, she was indeed distraught.'You didn't have to show up looking like this, you look like a damn pauper' she added. 'I don't care what you say, or think of me. I just want my mother's items, and then I'd leave your so-called event' Susan replied in a cold tone, eyeing the entire area with a nasty glance to match Joey's sting. She was hurt. Years had passed and Joey couldn't even be nice to her, at least for the first time she had seen her in four years. She called her a pauper. How nice of Joey, but Susan didn't expect any better from her. As unpopular as Joey was while they were growing up, she still managed to b
'Oh, the nerve of you Joey. You don't cease to amaze me with your stupid guts' Susan snapped at her stepsister after Joey threatened to burn her mother's clothes. The closer Richard Williams approached them, the more fire burned in Joey's belly, to enable her to say all the nasty things she could think of to Susan.'You are a bastard. Sorry to break your sorry ass bubble, but my dad told me about you when he was drunk one night. He told me this grave secret. You are a wanderer, a wild pig without anyone out there to own up to bringing your sorry ass into this world. So when I tell you that you are below my maid and that you can't even clean my bathroom, you should know that what I'm talking about is for real. You are way beneath me, Susan' Joey barked, her eyes looking towards Richard Williams from time to time while he approached them. Throughout the entire argument since it started, however sharp Susan was with her words at Joey, she maintained a sense of calm, but now that Joey had
Susan was full of resentment.'I know you heard me tell you to leave me the hell alone' she repeated at Richard. The fact that he had just concluded that what Joey claimed about her was true. It pissed her off like nothing else in the world. She used to think that since she became a mother, it was easier for her to curtail her temper, but this scenario she was having with Joey and Richard was proving her assumption wrong by far. She was losing her mind. 'If you touch her again, I'm going to have your hands cut off since you can only afford to be a mad bully with them' Richard warned Susan. An enraged Susan bit Richards's hand, the hand which he held on to her wrist with and refused to let go, she bit him so hard, that bite marks sprung upon the area that her teeth had dug into.'Mad fucking dog' Richard barked at Susan, letting go of her hand and sneering at her. 'I thought you'd hold on to me forever Susan said scornfully at him, rolling her now free wrist around to ease the pain t
Susan's aunt Mabel was grooming Judy's hair when Susan arrived. The little girl's hair, as young as she was, had the texture of someone that had been grooming it carefully for ages. The hair complemented Judy's face a lot, making her look like a rare gemstone. She was perfect to look at. Michael, on the other hand, was playing with his toy. They had both taken a bath and were waiting for their mom to return.'Mom' Micheal yelped happily when Susan walked into the house. He gave her a warm hug that made Susan's eyes fill up with tears at how much better her kids made her feel. If only they knew what she had just been through, Michael especially. He would be mad.'Mom, have you had dinner yet?' Michael asked her with obvious concern in his voice.'Yes, I have my love' Susan lied. 'You both go in and get some rest, I have to enrol you in a nice kindergarten tomorrow. You have had a bath, right?' Susan asked. Her kids nodded. By now, Mabel had tied up Judy's hair behind her in two straigh
Moonlight poured into the room while Susan cuddled her kids jealously to herself. The lights were off, although Judy, as usual of the twins, wished she could sleep with the lights turned on. All that playing and activity all through the day, now the kids were tired. They clung to both sides of their mother, holding her as if she was going to escape if they dared let her free. The day's activities flashed across Susan's mind. She had to go back to her family's house again. She needed those clothes.'I will go there when dad is around' she muttered while she thought of the possibility. Hopefully, her dad being around will make a difference to her, if not, she might do something that no one would expect, not even herself. She shook her head at the thought of her stepsister and her stepmother. The joy Joey felt from humiliating her still made Susan wonder why she was so mean, and to what end. and what did Joey ever hope to achieve? she had no idea. The bed the three of them lay in, a me
Susan started to groom Michael for the day. She fetched a wet towel and wiped his skin clean. His face, the back of his ears and all over his entire body were wiped clean. Then it was time for her to groom his hair. It was usually her favourite thing to do for Michael in the morning because his hair was long and perfect. She liked the feel of it against her palm. She had a comb by her, so she combed out his blonde long hair, every single strand that was originally hidden, she combed it out to expose Michael's full hair. It poured on his shoulder like a waterfall. 'Wait a damn minute' Susan yelped, standing back to take a more observant look at her son. She styled his hair in several ways, just to confirm if what was on her mind was correct. Michael looked exactly like the asshole that almost broke her wrist, all because he was trying to save Joey. 'No, no, no. This can't be. This is unbelievable' Susan muttered, gazing at her son, Michael in surprise. She zoned out on him.'Mom, wha
'I need to start working desperately' Susan said to herself after she had paid the fees for her twins' new school. It was expensive to afford, but it was because of them that she was working so hard after all, so the cost of the fees was not troubling her.'I have only 9,650 dollars left, in my entire life. What the hell?' she muttered when she checked her account balance. Michael and Judy had easily won the love of their teachers as soon as they resumed their new school. Aunt Mabel had searched for a kindergarten around the neighbourhood, in advance for the kids showing up. So that morning, after the kids had finished their meal and stepped out, Susan easily took them to the school their grand aunt Mabel had already fished out for them. The fact that while they were abroad, they had already spent a couple of months in pre-school, and about two years in kindergarten, gave them an edge over their supposed mates. They were mature. Much more than the rest of the pupils that they studied
An impressive man stepped out of the elevator. He wore a typical suit, with one of his hands dipped stylishly into the pocket of the pants he had on. His aura was gentle and calm, although, it could not be mistaken for weakness. The way he stood out, made the other men that stood by him look dull and blunt. If one were to judge a man by his looks before he was awarded anything deserving, then this man that Susan happened to catch a small glimpse of, would likely own the world and everything in it, because he was unbelievably perfect. Richard Williams, the man that Susan almost saw stepping out of the elevator, squinted and burrowed his eyebrow. The person he was looking at was that same stubborn girl from the previous evening at Joey's birthday party. He could not avoid noticing Susan, no matter how hard he tried to. He was stepping out of his elevator, and she was just stepping into hers. While he noticed Susan, who had just stepped into the elevator, the spot where she had bitten