Sorta Cinderella

Chapter Two

I leaned against the wall at the top of the stairs. I was NOT going down there. I felt my phone vibrate, it was a FaceTime from my sister. I answered. "What?" I signed "Get your ass down here now!" She signed back. I rolled my eyes and hung up. I turned the corner and continued down the stairs, I felt his eyes on me and refused to looks. When I got down the steps I walked up to my sister and the boys, they were talking not signing, it was probably about me. Sigh. "I'm sorry what's going on?" I signed sending a questioning look at my sister. I noticed the looks of disgust from the younger boy, and slight concern from him. "None of your business! Now stop interrupting your deafness already makes me look bad!" She shot me a glare.
I felt tears start to well up in my eyes, but I tried to hold them back. Knowing I couldn't I ran up the stairs. I saw my sister laughing at me with the younger boy. But I get foot steps behind me must of been him. I bolted to the indoor gym and sat in the back corner sobbing. I know it's stupid she's younger then me and I let her get to me but it's the same with my oldest sister too. In a mid sob I felt a hand rub my back in small circles, as an attempt to comfort me. I looked up, it was him. He pulled out his phone and opened notes.
"Hi my names Jack." He typed.
"Hi" I typed back
"Do we know each other you look really familiar?" Of course we did he was my crush up until he moved to Mississippi, a few years ago. I couldn't believe he recognized me though he was the coolest and cutest kid in school until he left, and I was the nerdy middle sister. Everybody knew, remembered, and wanted to get with my two sisters, leaving me often forgotten. I nodded in response. He gave me a sweet smile and typed "I thought we did." Then we just kind of sat there no one typing messages to the other one. He just sat there with me comforting me, it was weird yet comfortable and sweet.
Once Jack and his brother left my older sister Poppi came home. Right away my younger sister, whose name is Ava by the way, told her how I embarrassed her in front of a cute popular boy and his older brother. Of course this sent Poppi, who is obsessed with what people think of us, flipped out on me signing to me how I was a disappointment of a sister and no wonder I didn't have any friends, blah blah blah blah blah.
She was right and I knew she was, it hurt but I didn't cry I held it back. Crying would only fire her up more, why would I do that to myself. Once she was done she gave me a list of chores I had to get done in order to 'make it up to them'. I took the list, nodded, and made my way upstairs to start the first chore on the list. While cleaning I was left alone with my thoughts...
I'm a fuck up
I'm a disappointment
Mom and dad would be ashamed
No one likes me, not even my family everyone hates me
No one will ever love me, how could they I'm...me
The friends I have are probably there out of pity.
Why was I even born?
What's the point in my life?
Why can't I just kill myself make things easier for everyone. As this thought came to my mind I unconsciously felt my hip area then pulled on my pants a bit. NO DON'T DO IT TO YOURSELF AGAIN part my mind screamed, while everything else kept replaying my thoughts.

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Hey fam! What did you think? I know the chapters probably seem a bit short but I'm working on that! 😊

What's the deal with our main character? How about her sisters, what climbed up there butts?

I know I haven't revealed the main character's name yet within the two chapters... So what do you guys think it is? Comment your guesses!

More chapters coming soon!!