Close to heaven

A birthday with big surprises

Today is my birthday, and I'm riding high hair is dripping, hiding that I'm terrified. But this is summer, playing dumber than in fall~Lorde

I knew he was talking about Rachel or Claire, or any of their friends.  

"Oh, I wish you good luck with the lucky girl" I replied, noticing that sounded weird; as if I were jealous.

"Thanks," he said softly and started walking downstairs. I closed the door and ran to my room; I put the pillow on my face and started screaming and ended up crying myself to sleep.

I woke up and decided to watch TV and eat some Hershey kisses that I had gotten for Christmas.  I then heard the door open briskly and roughly.  I ran to the door before something could happen to me but it was too late, I saw my brother standing there putting his foot in the small hole of the door so I wouldn't be able to close it.

"oh looks like someone dressed nicely for her gay friend," he said with smelly alcohol breath.

"Go away" I screamed trying to close the door. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me out of the room roughly, making me fall to the ground of the hall. My forehead hit the end of one of the pieces of furniture we have, which caused it to make a bruise on me. I picked up my head trying to hold the tears inside. "What do you want?" I asked

"I want something to eat," he said stepping on my leg and walking to his bedroom. I grabbed my legs and pulled them close to my chest. Tears started falling from my eyes. He went out again and saw me sitting there. He kicked me right in the face, close to my eye. I covered myself.

"I told you, I want food" he screamed. I ran to the kitchen and started making a burger for him. I ran to his bedroom and gave it to him. He started eating.

"Now leave," he said throwing his shoes at me. I ran to my bedroom trying not to cry but after a while, I started sobbing. I heard the door opening. Finally, my mom was here, but she never really cared what my brother did to me. I turned the lights off and lay in bed pretending to be sleeping. I heard her heels come near the door.

"Goodnight Bella" she whispered as she walked to her bedroom. I cried myself to sleep.

In the morning, I woke up and noticed it was my birthday. I went to the bathroom and started taking a long warm bath and brushed my teeth. I came out and grabbed my denim jeans and put them on. I put on the only bralette that I have in my closet which was purple with black, and a black leather jacket. I put on a black beanie I borrowed from my brother and my long converse. I noticed I had a wound on my face and some bruises too, so I decided to put some makeup on. I put on my black eyeliner and purple lipstick.

I decided to make my birthday at home mostly for the festivity that was coming soon; Carnival. To be honest I hated carnival. Some thought I hated it because, like some girls, I was a girly girl and didn't want to ruin my clothes, hair and makeup. Which was not the case. I could care less about that shit. I just hated water balloons and... well, water. I could sometimes act like a cat, especially in these situations which involved getting me wet. But if you could just see how teenagers threw the water balloons you might start hating this holiday as well. Seriously, do they want to get people wet or kill someone with those freaking balloons? They even look for things that can really harm people. They put paint that can get to the eye and make someone blind and some even put ice in them, freaking ICE!!! They impress me, I just hate those kinds of people and they also make me hate carnival.

I was starting to make some pastries for my birthday. I made some brownies, cheesecake, biscuits, and most of all, cupcakes.  I was finishing making the cupcakes, which were the last thing I was making when I heard the bell ring. I put the pastries I made on the table in an elegant way and then opened the door. The girls had arrived entering one by one. The last girls to enter my house was: Marley, Sasha, Daisy, Daisy's boyfriend, and Sam.