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You don't have to fit in to be accepted, you just have to be you.-Me

CHAPTER TWO

[Scarlet's  P.O.V:]

Fifteen days passed, everything was going like usual, Dad returned from his business meeting that was in Toronto. Mum and Irene were busy with marriage's preparation as day after that day, Irene was going to get married. The world got to know about it, the news was fire and they were on the front pages of every magazine.

Rumors say that one of Andrew Anderson and Emma Anderson's daughter is going to get married to the most eligible bachelor, Caleb Pierce. Irene Anderson seems to have a promising chances in Hollywood as we hear all the time about some big roles being offering to her. So, it might be possible that it was the marriage that was stopping her from taking those offers. On the other hand, Scarlet Anderson, who seemed to love travelling and exploring might have met Caleb Pierce on any of her adventure and were romantically involved since then. Who knows? Even though Anderson family is quite tight lipped about the marriage, but we still wish the best for both of Anderson girls like always.

I threw the article on the bed, there was still so much to read on that. I was searching for something interesting to read but those stupid and same articles were haunting me, since the news was out, mum prevented both of us sisters to go out alone as the interviewers were everywhere. The news didn't mention that whether Irene was getting married or me, I was suspicious but soon, my sister told me that it was just to prevent chaos and another bunch of useless articles.

Our mansion was being decorated for the party after the wedding of Irene and Caleb, I walked out of my room in my pants and a tank plain blue top which basically showed too much cleavage, I hugged the pillar and rested my head on it while wandering my eyes on my beautiful hall. The staircase had flowers strings hung so beautifully, the chandelier was changed and it was even bigger then, with dim gold lights.

The sofa had maroon and gold cushions of beautiful Iranian embroidery, the workers were putting more lights, I liked that they kept them dim not so bright. The glass door that we had in our hall, leading to dining room brightened even more due to those lights.

Light maroon curtains looked so elegant and gave a royal look, the rug that was laying in between sofa was getting changed.

I loved the new environment of my mansion, usually it always used to be boring, servants serving my parents and my sister and me too.

Businessmen and some celebrities coming to meet my high profile parents, finally that wasn't happening.

"Scarlet?" I heard a deep voice calling me out from behind, I motioned towards it and saw a blue gaze watching me from upside down.

"Irene?" I asked, a frown crept on my forehead.

"What are you doing? I mean, you know Caleb is coming, right?" Irene chirped, her face glinted the look of worry and I wasn't in mood to pay any attention to that.

"So?" I asked in a duh tone, I mean, why was she reminding me that he was coming as if he was my Fiancee not hers.

"So get ready!" she commanded and I had my brows crunch together even more, my mouth was opened a bit to let some words out but I was short of them.

I finally gathered myself, I asked, "Why? He must be coming to meet you, you're getting married to him a day after tomorrow so why should I get ready?"

Irene gulped, her eyes wandered around me but didn't fall on me until she found an answer, "Um, I mean he's coming so mum wouldn't want you to come down in these clothes." She pointed upside down to me, I don't know what was wrong with my hot black pants and lovely blue tank top but yeah, If mum thought it was bad then yeah, it was. She was always right!!

"I won't be coming down to meet him, why should I? I'd gladly be in my room away from all this, you know I am not interested by heart in this marriage," I said looking away, she took step towards me.

"Are you not happy for me?" Irene asked as her eyes expected a lot from me, why was she staring at me like that? Firstly, we never talked like that before, I mean that normal, Nah! and secondly, why was her eyes asking a kind of forgiveness or they were like as if she was trapped in something but she couldn't tell me.

"Are you? I mean, you know why are you getting married to him. It is all a deal, Dad wants his business to get bigger and better, his millions are nothing in front of Pierce's billions. They are fucking selling you for a six months contract and you want me to be happy for you, no way. You and I might haven't shared a good sisterly bonding since childhood but you and I both know that you're the only one who has treated me a bit right and I don't want you to have this marriage. What will happen after six months, Irene when the marriage is over? I want the best for you," I finally said it, finally! The words that I'd been locking up in myself for months, I finally unlocked them. She didn't deserve that.

"Mum told me months ago that you agreed from your heart but I don't think that you've. You don't look like you're really ready for this from your heart and soul," I finished, she had her blue eyes darkened and some emotions could be seen swimming in them. Her eyes seemed mysterious so did she. Her widened eyes gradually lowered down, she took one more step towards me then her hands were around my neck and she caressed my head, as if she was giving me courage to fight any hardship, like a mother would do.

It was the first time in my entire life that I felt like I was cared, my parents never did, so did Irene but she wasn't harsh towards me since the start. She was just distant. But that moment, she felt so close, closer than anyone.

Her hug was protective, her hug was peaceful and to be honest, it was motivating. That hug even sent me mysterious vibes as well.

After I processed that she hugged me, I hugged her back pulling her closer to me. After few seconds, we parted away. She looked on, she had no words and she looked so empty but most of all, her eyes were speaking.

They were telling me something, or I would say they were warning me for something that her mouth couldn't say. She looked abandoned, but then a small small appeared on her lips and she said, "Well...thanks for your support. Just get ready, I don't want mum to again scold you so get ready, Scarlet. I don't think Pierces' would want to see their daughter-in-law's sister in an underwear. They'll be here in an hour."

A small snort escaped my mouth and I nodded, defeated. "Alright." She left after she was assured that I would do as she said. I sighed and walked straight to my room, I ran to my closet and started making it messier than anything in the world. What was I supposed to wear? I squealed in annoyance in my mind. I never attended any dinner with my parents or Irene ever before so why they were dragging me to that one. My mind had questions arising after every two seconds.

I might have only attended hardly two to three high profile dinners and I had ruined them too, sometimes by blurting out inappropriate things to people who tried to be extra classy or sometimes by not caring about anyone's super class status.

I was never like that, I hated that millionaire attitude that my father, Irene and his friends had. I also hated the Oscar winners' company that my mum usually brought to our mansion. I was seriously a disgrace to their family, I wished I could see my birth mother and got some manners from her, but unfortunately she died after giving me birth.

I finally found a dress, I headed to bathroom and had my quick shower. I walked out from bathroom wrapped in a towel, I quickly stripped in my undergarments, then dried my hair. I slipped in my chosen dress, that was so elegant like my 'super classy' mother would want even though that was not my style.

The dress featured a chic mesh bodice with illusion sweetheart neckline, sparkling gold sequin bodice and elegant keyhole closure at nape along with a twirl worthy A-line skirt that ended above my knees. It was all black with that gold touch, I slipped in my black shiny pumps and then I straightened my hair and let them cascaded on my back, they looked so sleek and good.

I went for smokey eye and nude blush with nude lips. My dark green eyes looked bigger and brighter. I was satisfied with my look then I decided to walk downstairs and get some points with my mum who would definitely find flaws.

I wandered in decorated hall, there was no one except servants doing their work. I sat on sofa, with my legs crossed. I snickered at myself as I failed in that miserably. Even though my constant trying of being fit in that family, I never did.

I wanted someone to accept me the way I was, but they all tried to change me, tried to mold me into someone's else structure.

I constantly chewed my lip because I was puzzled. I mean, mingling with people wasn't hard for me but meeting multi billionaires who had their own rules were the hardest. My socializing talent always used to fail in that, I never could sound cheesy and super interested with those people.

That all show off irked me all the time, Irene and mum came out of dinning hall with their shimmery and elegantly designed dresses on, Irene had a caramel colored shimmery gown on which she had cap sleeves and a V neck. Her red lips gave a sexy look and then her blond hair were styled in a messy bun, some curls popped out as well. On the other hand, my mum was in plain maroon gown that had some gold beads making a random design on the body. Her hairstyle was similar to me, I sighed.

Irene walked to me, her eyes trailed upside down to me and her ocean blue eyes wondered in excitement, may be. "You're gorgeous!" Her words came out and it turned out to be a compliment, I did a happy dance in my mind as I finally succeed. "Black suits you, Scarlet," Irene smilingly complimented me even more, I was growing suspicious even more as well.

My mum from her behind popped in front of me and then spoke up, "You look not so bad, Scarlet. But It would have been better if you wore a gown like Irene." Not again, mum! I groaned in my mind, I ignored her. That was her way of throwing shade, she was really a celebrity.

My mum left, Irene and I sat on sofa, she picked up an conversation, "You should try this style more. You look pretty," she said as she passed a pursed smile to me.

"Why are you guys being so nice? I mean, I was never really forced to attend any dinner before because as my mum says that I am not suitable for such things so why now? All of sudden, you also started to bond with me, mum slowed down her taunts and bitter words on me. Why? I've always been careless about you all but now you guys behave strangely." I sighed in annoyance.

"It is not like that-" she started to speak while patting on my shoulder, but I cut her off.

"No, it is all so strange, Irene. You've never suffered what I've in this family so you don't know. You grew up with love but for me, love is only a dream. I never got love in any form but you did, I don't hate you but I am really heartbroken that I am treated so bad through all these years. So this sudden love and extreme care is not what I want, stop doing it. You want me to attend the dinner, I will. You will get married then leave this house and I don't wanna hurt you but please don't pretend that we're so loving sisters. Please, it hurts."

I don't know, why did I react like that? But I spoke what my heart wanted me too. I didn't want anyone's fake love, I had already learned to live without any kind of love. 

Her eyes lowered down, her lips trembled as if they were gathering a response but couldn't. Her body stiffened, she seemed hurt. She looked towards me, my eyes met hers, our emotions in our eyes were a barrier to our exposed soul beneath them. I felt some tears were threatening to come out but I was holding them back, her blue icy gaze softened seeing me that much helpless, I hated sympathy! I grunted then looked away with my jaw slightly clenched.

"I know you've been through shit, but I just want you to always remember that I always hope for your betterment." Why did it sounded like it was a goodbye speech or something? Yeah, she was getting married but why did it seem as if I was going anywhere. She tapped on my shoulder again, giving me courage, her actions were just pieces of puzzle that I wasn't able to solve.

I walked upstairs again with my eyes filled with unwanted and unexpected tears, I looked around every thing in my mansion, in spite of spending twenty years of my life here, It didn't feel mine. I felt like I never belonged to such things, such people and such demands of people. I continued to walk in the corridor with my eyes motioned downwards.

I stumbled with a tall, broad figure, I peered and then my heart skipped beats. A gulp formed in my throat and my eyes continued to peered at those similar dark hazel green eyes. I mumbled under my breath, "Hey, Dad."

His pursed lips didn't part away to respond, his frown didn't vanish when he saw me, his daughter. He looked even more pissed. His strong, angry gaze traveled over me and then finally, his mouth opened, my heartbeats came back and arose in expectations of hearing something that would fill the emptiness I had in my heart. "Why are you standing in my way?" I immediately felt someone stabbing my heart so badly.

I didn't dare to continue peeking at him, I motioned my gaze downwards and took some steps towards the left side, giving him space to walk away from me and go to his destination. Again, he didn't say what I wanted to hear. I always wished that at least he would have ever pretended to show that he loved me but he never did. I stood numb on the spot, my hopes crushed, I always used to think that I would never expect anything from him but I always foolishly expected love.

He was my father, he was not my step-father. He was my real father but in spite of having him, I lived a life in which I never felt a embrace of my dad ever in my entire life. I lived a life in which I never felt his hands wiping my tears away like all fathers do. I lived a life in which I was never defended by my father. I lived in a hell.

My small feet run in a giant hall as I play with a maid, who used to take care of me, who brought me up when my dad and my step mother denied to look after me. My maid, Mia tickles me and I roll in floor sometimes, sometimes I try to do the same to her, Mia and I decide to play hide and seek one day, Mia continues to count with her eyes closed till 30 and I try to find a place to hide, I look out for clever place to hide with my little green eyes, I run towards my mum's room, where she is sleeping. I hide behind the curtain thinking that Mia wouldn't come to my mom's room and I would win.

After waiting for Mia for probably ten minutes, I peek through the curtain to room, I see my mum is till sleeping, I, by tip toeing continue to walk towards the door but then my small hand hits the award trophy that was resting on the side table, it falls down and break into pieces. My mum's eyes open with a voice, she sees me standing beside the broken award, she comes to me and yells at me, "Why the hell did you come to my room?"

"You broke my award, I told you to stay away from my room but you-" she slaps me so hard, I wail helplessly and she stares at me with those anger filled eyes, I run out of her room and walk towards my dad's library, dad is reading a book and I head to him with my face smeared in tears, he looks at me and then his eyes go back to the page of book.

 "Daddy, mum slapped me. I didn't break her trophy, it just hit my hand and fell." I cry even more and hug his shoulder but he shrug me off, saying, "Go to your room, Scarlet. If your mum said clearly that you shouldn't go to her room then you shouldn't have. Go away, don't waste my time."

I look down, since then I'd been dealing with my step-mum's hatred and my dad's ignorance. I walk to my room, and bury my head in my pillow and cry so hard. Since then, I'd been crying alone. I learned to share my pain with only myself because no one cared for that five year old Scarlet and no one continued to care for the older Scarlet.

I felt some tears streaming down to my face, it felt like it had been raining on my face, my liner was smudged and my makeup was out of order. I had my back stuck to the wall and I wailed like I was the same five year old Scarlet who just realized that his dad also didn't love her.

"What the hell, Scarlet?" my mum popped in front of me again, bad timing. "You ruined your face, John Pierce with his family is on door and you! You have decided to cry. Go and do your makeup again, and come down with a huge smile. Do you get it?" Her words howled in my ears, they felt like pins.

She cared about my bloody face but not those tears that were pouring on my face. Heartless! I, like a dead body walked towards my room, washed my face and did the whole makeup again. After getting ready completely again, I finally put a fake smile on my lips and headed towards the hall to meet the Pierce Family.

I had only heard about them, that like all businessmen, John Pierce was arrogant, egoistic and proud and his wife, Katerina Pierce was full of herself and so bitchy. But I never heard anything about Caleb Pierce, I had only heard and seen girls and gays swooning over him but I never got a single news in which any one had ever dared to define him. That's why I usually thought that he was boring. I mean, just looks and no personality, boring and mysterious as hell.

Well, I sounded judgmental, no one could know anyone by some articles. Living and spending time with the person would help to explore anyone's personality.

I didn't let my dad's ignorance, my mom's hatred, my sister's sudden change of mood had an impact on my heart again, I continued to take step towards Pierce family with a sly grin and careless mind. My family always used to cause me pain so It would have been better to forget them once for all. 

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