Nick's POV:
|Funeral|
I stood next to Stella's casket holding lilies, orchids, and white carnations. Such a beautiful being had to die so soon. Everyone else was holding different kinds of flowers. When I told Skyler what had happened, she broke down into tears. Her eyes still seem red from the amount of crying she did. Skyler held a gladioli to put on Stella's casket. Hannah held red carnations and Marshal held white carnations. Blake held roses of every single color. Alex showed up with carnations of every color. Everyone was wearing black, of course. It was only us at the funeral, so sad. Seems like Stella didn't get along with too many people. We each said our words of sympathy, placed our flowers, and watched her casket get lower into the ground. We all walked away, tears streaming down some faces, and eyes cloudy in others. I'm so sorry I couldn't make it in time, Stella.
Blake's POV:
I was so depressed to see my sister's casket get lowered. I couldn't bare the thought that I did this. I went home and left Stella's room untouched, as if she was still alive, and would come back any moment. I'll make it up to you Stella, I will find a way. Somehow.
Skyler's POV:
I was shocked when I heard the news. I wasn't even there for her last moments. If I could turn back time, I'd make sure I could get you away from your brother. I would save you. Stella, I hope you can hear my thoughts, because I truly mean it and I wish I could make up for all the times that I've secretly envied you.
A/N: yo, part one of the prologue!
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General FictionStella has been neglected at a very young age by her brother Blake ever since their parents death. The neglect that Stella has felt leads her to make some bad decisions. But those bad decisions may be what changes her life.
