Does Love Always Prevail?

Chapter 1 - Celeste

18 Months Ago:

You deserve this, the voice says. Do it.

You ugly, dumb bitch. Do it.

I so want to block out the voice, but I can't. It's too loud, so I oblige.

I feel so hollow, and I soon feel the tears, but they make me feel even more numb. I take the vase and throw it to the floor.

I'm sobbing now as I pick up the biggest piece I can see and plunge it into my arm.

I cry out in pain and suddenly really see what I've done.

Did I sleep walk again?

Now

The freak, the innocent girl, the dumb blonde, the ugly one, the whore.

With all these names, I don't know which one is mine.

"Celeste Jones, come down here right this second!"

Guess I know it now.

I head downstairs, making sure to pull down my skirt and fix my hair or I'll get another lecture on why I need to "keep myself beautiful or no one will want me."

No one wants me either way, Mom.

I get to the living room and see Dad in an old t-shirt and jorts. Maybe Mom should give a lecture to him.

"What are these results, Celeste? You said you've been studying," Mom says, sounding desperate.

Shit, I thought I hid it. I got an eighty, so not good enough for Mom.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm trying my hardest," I pleaded.

"Your hardest isn't enough this time, Celeste. Do better."

I try my hardest to look as sorry as ever, but I'm not at all.

"Go to your room. And fix your bow, it's wonky," she sighs.

I rush upstairs and look at myself in the mirror.

She's right, it's a little too much on the left. After I fix it, I look at myself.

I'm wearing a black skirt with a black shirt and a beige vest on top. I think I look pretty cute, but my stomach doesn't.

I try to ignore it, but I can't. I step onto my scale.

Damnit. I need to lose a few pounds. I'll skip dinner and go for a run instead.

I also needed to study.

Little did I know, when I studied, everything in my life would to shit.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

first chapter guys!!!