Kesumi Caron Is a 23 year old model and actor. She is a daughter of a well known business man. After her mother died her father married a year after. So she got a stepmother and two stepsisters. They loved her or so she thought. She is intelligent a...
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Waking up this morning, I was greeted with two slaps to my face,by my dearest stepsisters. Note the sarcasm.
On instincts my hand flew to my already swollen cheeks. To say I was angry would be an understatement. I look around to see if the witch and my sperm donor was in here,so I could slap my dear stepsisters back. Because if they were in here they could hang up on me.
"You bitch you stoled my husband,but just you wait we will soon have him to ourselves" Lily said smirking.
"And he doesn't even like you"Megan added also smirking. I will admit that their words hurted. Tears were threatening to spill,but I refuse to cry in front of them.
"How many times are you going to say I stole your husband,when he was never yours and he doesn't like me but I'm the one marring him and I'm sure he doesn't like you guys either". I said with my own smirk as theirs turned into a frown and they flushed red in embarrassment.
"And this is for slapping me". I added as I slapped the two of them harder than they slapped me that their head flew to the side on impact.
They each held their cheek and started crying crocodile tears. They ran out of my room calling for their mom and dad. I hurriedly locked my door and went into the bathroom.
I looked at myself in the mirror,by now tears were running down my face. My cheeks were swollen from the slaps,my eyes were now puffy from crying and my light black skin was littered with cuts and bruises.
I'm so glad I"LL be moving out here soon. I thought with a sigh.
I did my morning routine and got ready to go shopping today for my wedding dress. I wore a brown blouse and a black mini jeans skirt ,with a white sneakers.
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I use concealers to cover my bruises. As I was picking up my bag to head out Stacy's fake voice called out from downstairs. "Honey Hayley is here are you ready?".
I didn't answer and went downstairs to see Hayley and the rest of them talking. I greeted everybody because I didn't want Hayley to become suspicious. We ate and went shopping.
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3 hours of walking
3 hours of Stacy,Lily and Megan's squeaky voice trying to make friends with Hayley. I don't even know why they came.
3 hours of paparazzi following us everywhere.
3 hours of trying to find the perfect dress.
"Let's go to this boutique" Hayley said and we walked in. Everyone stared at us as we went in. I tried on three dresses before I found the perfect one.
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Hayley agreed with me but Stacy, Lily and Megan tried to convinced us to bought another dress which was ugly.
Of course we didn't bought it. After we went to a diner to have lunch. Lily tried to even say that she would be a better bride and Megan and Stacy would agree but Hayley wouldn't even look at them. All through out the day Hayley treated me like her own daughter. You could see the jealousy and anger in Lily,Stacy and Megan's eyes.
After that we went home and as Hayley drove away my sperm donor was the first one to deliver a blow to my stomach. They kicked me and punched. I pleaded for them to stop,but they only did it harder. Finally after thirty minutes they were finished. I took out my phone and called Loren. "Please help me" I managed to wheeze out into the phone and with that I went into oblivion.
I'm so sorry for Kesumi What do think will happen next?
