❥𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 || 𝑀𝐽 𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠 /𝒞ℴ𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓉ℯ𝒹 /❥•

♥Dream Come True(Bad Era)♥

"(Y/N)!" your stepmother, Ela, yelled from her room.

You sighed and made your way to your stepmother's room tiredly. It was only eight in the morning and you were already exhausted. 

"Yes, mother?" you peeked into Ela's dark room.

"Have you woken your sisters yet?" Ela questioned with a stern expression, referring to her two biological daughters - your stepsisters. 

"Not yet but I-"

You were cut off by her intimidating voice.

"Go and wake them up now," she said as she turned her head away from you - giving you your cue to be dismissed.

You closed the door gently and huffed as you made your way toward your two stepsisters' bedroom. They were just as bad as your stepmother.

Your parents had passed away when you were ten years old and Ela had been entrusted with you. Ela was a close family friend whom you thought you could trust; however, as the years had progressed, you'd come to learn that she despised you with a passion - subjecting you to long days of vigorous chores and short nights of uneasy sleep. 

You'd become likened to a servant in the house and you were never regarded as a family member. Due to the fact that you were only seventeen, all the family's heirlooms and properties were under her name - leaving you without anything as yet. It was due to this reason that you had to bite your tongue and succumb to their horrible attitudes. You had one goal in mind and that goal was to wait until you were of legal age and reclaim what was rightfully yours and your family's.

"Yvonne! Rebecca!" you called gently as you lightly knocked on your stepsisters' bedroom door.

"Go away!" Rebecca shrieked and you shook your head.

Here we go again. You thought to yourself.

"You need to get to school," you reasoned calmly and sighed at the thought that your stepmother had forbidden you to go to school because she'd known you were an intelligent girl.

She just didn't want to you to excel at anything.

"Ugh! You're such a bother!" Yvonne retorted from inside the room. "We're up and we're getting ready now shoo!" she raised her shrilly voice and you didn't need to be told twice.

You made your way to the kitchen and began to prepare breakfast for the family. You walked over to the refrigerator and began to collect the ingredients for your intended dish when you heard a loud knock at the front door. You frowned slightly then proceeded to walk toward the door to open it.

You opened the door to be met with a burly man completely dressed in black. 

"Hello, can I help you?" you asked politely and he nodded.

"Yes ma'am. Is this the Mason household?" he asked professionally. 

"Uh..well yeah but I-" you paused as you weren't a Mason - only your stepmother and your two stepsisters were Masons.

"Ma'am?" he prodded as he realized your stance.

"I mean, yes this is the Mason household...but I'm not one of them," you explained and he nodded in understanding.

"Well...the Mason household has been invited to Neverland this evening for a dinner event," he explained further.

"You mean Michael Jackson's Neverland?" your eyes widened at the idea. 

"Yes ma'am," he nodded once again.

"Oh wow..." you trailed off realizing you would not be able to attend since you were not a Mason. "That's amazing...well, I'll inform them," you said softly.