Revenge | [discontinued]

Chapter 7

Seven

Stella's POV

I've never thought it would be her. It would be Jessie who's owning the house. And I don't know what exactly to do right now. This isn't even my business, I know. But I feel like I have to do something. I want to do something. But I just don't know what and how.

And also, I leave the fucking cake at her house and I don't request for the money though. There's something inside myself that suddenly forces me to run away of her house as fast as possible so that I wouldn't face Jessie and.. her secret boyfriend anymore. It's just awkward and kind of disgusting that I suddenly come to Jessie's house to deliver a cake without knowing that I've literally bothered their activity at that moment.

What should I do right now to change my mom's money that has gone because of my stupidity? What should I say to her? She would be so disappointed at me. She would be really mad at me. But I actually deserve it. It's totally my fault.

I need money, and I've to look for it. And most likely, the only way I could do to gain my mom's money back is... working. That's the only option and I couldn't choose another one. At least, it's better than not doing anything isn't it?

I walk down the street listlessly, as a lot of thoughts keep running on my mind and I couldn't even push it away. My mind is so distracted now.

Why do I keep on doing something stupid? Why do I keep on making everyone being so miserable? Why couldn't I just make everyone happy even just for once?

Twenty minutes approximately pass, as I finally walk over the tiny yard of my house. I feel the beat of my heart increasing almost quickly by the thought of my mom being so mad at me. But again, I keep telling myself inwardly that I honestly deserve it. I deserve her anger.

For what feels like hours, I finally reach the door, as I twist the doorknob and push it open. I inhale deeply, preparing myself for all the unpleasant terms that would be coming out of my mom's mouth.

I wish this would get better than what I've thought before. Yeah, I wish.

I start entering the house, as I'm greeted immediately with silence that enveloping the house's atmosphere. Seriously, I feel myself being such nervous for everything that would come up probably a moment later.

Calm down Stella, this wouldn't be that bad.

It doesn't even take a minute for me waiting her to come out of somewhere she is in before. Her features looks paler than I've seen before I leave, and it all of a sudden urges myself for not telling her what has happened. It makes me having to quash the intention I've made. I feel like this isn't the right timing to tell her. Probably I would inform her later on. And my only hope now is that she wouldn't ask me anything because it would be going harder to be explained. Her condition is my number one priority right now.

"Mom? Are you okay?" I look at her worriedly as I come closer to her direction.

Hell no, she isn't okay you idiot!

She smiles weakly before carrying on, "Yeah. Don't worry, this is just a headache. This will be gone soon."

I know she's lying. She said that just to make me not worrying her although I honestly am so worried of her.

"Please don't lie to me because I know you're actually not fine" I try to say in my best monotone voice even though I know it's kind of hard when I'm in this situation.

"I don't say that I'm fine right?" she tries to joke, but I feel sorry for her because I don't laugh or do something like that this time. I mean, how could she joke when she know her own condition isn't in a good one? She possibly just wants to shoo away the slight tension between us, but it just doesn't make anything turn better.