"Happiness and love are a choice that we get to make in each and every moment."

Edited and Reposted June 30, 2020.

Chapter 2 will be uploaded june 30.

and chapter 3 on July first.

The other ones will come after. But I wanted to update these to make sure they're understandable, flow better, and give you a good sense of where the story is going.

All I wanted was to forget about all that happened inside the house.

I took the massive part glass, part rock stairs down the house to the ground, my hand sliding fast against the glass rail. Then walked 100 meters to the front gates. The snow was still lining the sidewalk and covering the grass in the massive garden.

Nature was still hibernating. Just like me. I couldn't find my way to the surface to be free in my life.

When I was at the metal gate, Tess looked up, and I was met with her dilated pupils. "what's wrong?"

I opened my mouth to speak. But then I realized halfway my voice might be broken because of all the near screaming. I took a deep breath, and... when I spoke nothing felt weird to me. "Everything's fine."

She nodded once, then looked at our silent street. It was a normal neighborhood, or as normal as it could get. There were star Tv host, a few billionaires, and famous home designers that lived on it. The exterior designs were the ones otherworldly. They went from fancy like mine, to colorful with splashes of paint at the front, to twisted.

When I came behind Tess, she took hold of my arm. And we walked. Our destination was the park. I think Tess knew now, that once in six or seven months I had a fight with someone at the house. Did she know it was Mother? Did she think it was father?

The world doesn't know that se abandoned me years ago at seven years old. She couldn't be at the house, but somehow, she could make it on national and international TV at family events. She was a liar. Ken too.

I didn't want to be.

But in a way, I was. I hid from the fact that I am Insensitive and pretended to feel at a hundred present rate their emotions, while I couldn't. Love was the hardest of them all for me to understand. Forbid there is another Sensitivity test soon. I would be doomed.

I looked at Tess' curly brown hair bopping when she walked. I loved it. I appreciated her too, even though I didn't know if she clearly knew that. Expressing my emotions was hard for me when it made me vulnerable. Father always said to be wary, and watch your back. Because you'd rather be safe, than sorry. Although I despised him with every crazy inch of my body, at the time I thought he was right. I was famous. A lot of people loved me – how they could love a monster was beyond me. But there were also a lot who would do anything to kill me.

We didn't talk at all on the twenty-minute journey. That's how I like, and Tess knew. Tess, in all honesty, was awesome. I hoped I, at least, made sure she knew that. She just understood me. And was real.

I liked real people.

When we were about to cross the road to the park, I took a big breath of fresh air. It smelled awesome. And eased my nerves even more.

"this is good, right?" Tess asked.

I didn't know of she was talking about the fresh air, or our walk. But either way, the answer was yes. So I said so. I was already feeling better.

That's the moment when things started going downhill.

We got inside the park. Aside from a man at the beginning of the trail talking loudly on his AirPhone, there weren't any things to notice. Turns out it was the only man I had to notice. He was walking fast, stamping his feet and yelling. The only reason I noticed him properly is because when he go to a bench a few meters later, he sat on it.

I froze. That was my bench.

Fortunately, Tess was there. It was a double one. I let myself be led to the other part. I knew we could all sit there. But I didn't want to. He was loud.

Me and Tess started talking. Everything was fine,... until I heard broken glass, and blood. And a frantic voice on the other side of the phone. My super-sensitive ears were a curse sometimes. But even amidst all of that, I was glad I heard. It gave me more information about how horrible some people in my life were.

I looked at him. To-the-chin black wavy hair, defined jaw, and the beginning of a beard. I couldn't remember seeing him anywhere else.

Tess knew something was bothering me. Which is why she tried to pull me back into the conversation. She even called our second best friend Amber, and convinced her to leave her binge-watching to, in other words, come entertain me.

But all was futile. I wasn't with Tess anymore. And when Amber came, I wasn't with her too. I was with him. After my blonde-haired fancy-dressed friend Amber came, I started feeling hot. My cheeks were enflamed. And my jaw so set it hurt.

I started unzipping my coat. Only to remember the stains and keep it closed. Maybe if I had gone take that shirt, I wouldn't have met him. But then where would that have left me, trying to figure out my opponent with no trail at all?

Ten minutes, and they were still going about the mess. Blood. Daughter. Glass. Stains. Clean up. All too familiar words that couldn't all be a coincidence. The voice he was talking to is what gave it away.

When the man's green eyes landed on me, I froze. No. I had never seen him before. But I didn't want to. His eyes were icy. When I met them, it almost felt like all of his anger, and hatred was sent to me, or shared. Was that even possible?

I was scared. But it was comforting to know that my guards were all around, some in uniform, and some as random people. I wouldn't like to be left with him by myself.

He kept telling the woman on the other side to come immediately to him. Ans she would give him excuses. The fourth time, he said "if you don't come right now, the privilege will be cancelled."

I heard her sigh, then she said "there's a big stain on the carpet. I know it will haunt me. But m coming."

He hung up, smiling from ear to ear.

When Amber and Tess weren't looking, he leaned towards me on the bench, and whispered "its your mom."

Then he stood, with a lopsided grin. And walked away, to the other side of the park.

When Tess saw him, she jumped to her feet, to confront him. I only had to call her once, for her to back away. "It's not worth it." I said.

It was mother's fault.

How could I keep living like this? How could I keep waiting for her to ask forgiveness and come back? I knew I needed a solution, but didn't quite have the outside drive yet.

It came later.

Amber was frozen in front of the scene. Because of past trauma, she was unable to act when people were in danger. I stood and locked my arm with hers. Tess linked arms on the other side.

I watched as mother appeared at the other side. Right before closing her door, probably so she wouldn't escape, he pointed at me.

Then the black AirCar flew into the air and disappeared. Black was reserved for some type of celebrities or famous people. They were also the car colour illegal byers who pretended to be internet influencers, got because it's hard to keep track of all the real influencers.

I thought the family drama was over. Turns out I was wrong.

It's at my next encounter with Daniel that I lost it completely, and gave up for good on my family.

I decided by the end that I wasn't going to wait for them to come back anymore.

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What did you think? Autumn hates her family. With everything she has an can feel. Ever hated someone so much?

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With love, and passion, always and forever,

-Sel

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