CHAPTER 2

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The Piano Recital: March 31st 2006

"You are the best piano player I know Efstathia." My mom said as she hugged me and kissed my forehead.

"Je suis d'accord avec ta mère." Papa nodded.

(I agree with your mother.)

"Haha TA MÈRE." I shouted laughing.

(Haha yo mama!)

"Get in the car." Mom said.

"Oki doki"

I didn't really feel to good, actually I felt like crap. I started vomiting at least twice a week and I would have abdominal pain. But that's all, although my parents didn't give a pure fuck about me. I told them numerous times. "Papa, maman j'ai mal au ventre." (Dad, mom my stomach hurts) or "Maman, papa j'ai mal au dos." (Mom, Dad my back hurts.) I would get the same answers.

"What do you want us to do hunny?"

"Get over it"

"Life's a bitch"

"As long as you're not dying there's no reason to be concerned about you."

So I gave up on telling them how I felt. Even though, I didn't feel so good.

"Uh oh"

"What did you do Stathie?"

"I got to vomit."

"No you don't."

"Yes I do"

"Efstathia attend de sortir hors de la putin de voiture pour dégueuler, sinon je te fais laver ta merde" Papa said.

(Efstathia wait to get out of the fucking car before you puke or I'll make you clean up your shit.)

"Oh no"

"STATHIE NO!" Mom shouted but damn it was too late and I puked in our new car.

10hpm

My parents weren't kidding, I had to clean up my puke + the mess in the car and clean the outside. Abuse right? I was exhausted and they wouldn't even let me eat supper until I finished cleaning and washing the whole car. It was freaking -2 degrees Celsius outside! I was so cold.

"As-tu fini?" Papa asked.

(Are you finished?)

"Non." I sighed.

(No)

"Dépêche-toi d'abord."

(Hurry up then.)

Hurry up? Hurry the fuck up?! Are you serious? What am I your slave? I don't fucking think so. I hate my parents! I hate them! I hate them! I hate. I was angry, sad and depressed all those fucking feelings at the same time. I already had suicidal thoughts, but I'm only 9 years old. When I finished washing the car, I ran inside the house. My fingers were frozen and my cheeks were frozen. Luckily, I had a heating blanket. I put on high, brush my teeth, took a shower and by the time I finished all of that. My bed was hot hot hot and comfy comfy comfy. I then quickly fell asleep.

******

As you can see, I am a professional daydreamer. I'm still on the toilet bowl... chilling... Not exactly chilling actually in other words I'm taking a crap,taking a shit. But that's not really sexy. I've been on this toilet for an hour and I'm about to asphyxiate myself in my own smell.

"Stacey?" My aunt asked knocking on my door at the same time.

"Yes miss Marie."

"Are you ok hunny?"

The sound of my fart echoed in the toilet. I didn't think it was loud enough for Marie to hear but I started laughing.

"That's just immature Stacey." Even though I heard her chuckle on the other side of the door. "I'm going to go make you a pizza, alright?"

"Sounds perfecto miss Marie."

"By the way, Jenny is waiting for you at TCBCC."

"D'accord Madame Marie."

(Alright miss Marie.)

I heard her footsteps leaving my room. About 10 minutes later, this whole pooping episode finished and I met up with Jenny.

"Efstathia what the hell took you so long?"

"Well, have you ever heard about this disease called cancer..?"

"You and your damn sarcasm Stacey." She rolls her eyes but I giggle and wink at her.

"Good morning ladies." Some guys voice came from behind me.

I turn around and I suddenly see Erick.

"What the heck do you want?" I asked furiously. Being in Erick's presence turned me off every time, ugly ass kid.

"Well all I wanted was to have a friendly chat with you and my girlfriend."

I turn to Jenny and stare into her eyes "Excuse me?"

"I was going to tell this instant."

There was a 30 second awkward silence, I didn't want to yell at her so I said "Fine, but don't come crying to me when you two break up." I quickly leave the table and go to my room and shut the door. I was upset, annoyed, tired sad, I don't even know why. It's not my relationship it's Jenny's, I guess I really care about her as a friend. At this point I just wanted the cancer to take me away. Far far away from planet earth. Up in heaven with Hannah, we'd be lying down on the floating clouds and breathing in the non-polluted air. I'm right about to daydream when my aunt suddenly knocks on the door.

Knock knock knock "Stacey?" knock knock knock "Stacey?" knock knock knock "Stacey?"

"Yes miss Marie"

"Quit calling me miss Marie and open this damn door."

I open the door as I sniff the smell of pizza coming from the plate. "Mmmm miss Marie this smell is orgasmic, what is your secret ingredient."

"You are one dirty girl you know that." She said giving me a smack behind my head.

"Hannah's pussy tasted like pizza too sometimes."

"Ohhhhh that's why you always came back home with good breath." We both start laughing are asses off and I give my aunt a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you miss Marie, I love you."

"Mmmhh now eat your pizza, it's going to get cold."She said handing me my homemade pizza.

"Wait don't you love me back?!"

"I love you, I love you, I love you! Now eat child. Your cousin Audrey is coming by today, by the way."

Excellent! I needed somebody to hang out with, since I got into a tiny fight with Jenny. It has been awhile since I've seen my baby Audrey. She's going to make me feel better after all my depressive thoughts.

(Author's note: alright! Chapter 2 is finito! I hope you guys will like it. Vote,share, comment, follow :P)

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