Stella
It was finally lunch time. I usually sat by myself but today I was sitting with Hudson, Issac and Amelia.
Two people of which I actually liked. The other one was a working progress.
I got fed up of trying to hide Hudson. How long could it even go on for?, would I hide him until Issac and I should be getting married and I tell her we broke up and I have a boyfriend?. I couldn't wait that long. I didn't want to hide who I truly was anymore.
Granted they would hate me but I could always go live with Rose and if they're wiling to hate their daughter over something so stupid it actually shows how stupid, you, yourself are.
Shouldn't you be glad that your daughter has found someone who makes her extremely happy?
My parents were like machines really, as they spoke about in 'Hard Times', together for the sole purpose of reproduction. Love meant nothing to them, but like Louisa it meant absolutely everything to me.It is sometimes the reason I get up in the morning, I know it sounds stupid but if Hudson wasn't in my life I probably would've ended it that day in the bathroom, just to release the pain that my parents put me through, I was done fighting for their attention ehrn the person who has given me his all was right here with me.
I never wanted to be a bad daughter. I am not a bad daughter, I have done nothing wrong to my parents. They are the ones that keep doing wrong to me. My father would get back today. I had mixed feelings about that.
On one hand, I wanted to see him, he's my father, so of course, but on the other hand, he would just come back and make feel even worse.
I shake my head as a means of getting the thoughts of my parents out of my head then put a slice of apple into my mouth. Fruit made everything better.
"Stella, lemme hit one of those" Issac speaks.
"Huh?" I question, I'm completely lost.
"Can I have one?" He translates. "Forgot you don't live in this century.."
"You're joining them?..." I say to him handing him two slices.
"One time Stella and I were talking and she used the word kerfuffle. I was like what the hell is that? I mean that word died a long time ago Stella"
"Oh my gosh, really?" I say to him. I obviously knew that, my parents actually broke me into using old words sometimes, when we first moved here, I broke out of it a couple months later.
I had to slowly change my accent over the years to match those of my peers because none of them could understand me when I first started going to school, not even my teachers.
I break eye contact with Issac to look up at Hudson as he sat down at the table, we played rock, paper, scissors and he lost, so he hsd to buy lunch for all of us.
I didn't want him buying anything for you know who but I chose to ignore it."Hudson you forgot my fries..." Amelia says.
"Just have some of mine.." He says handing her the container it was in. I swear she moved her hand so she could touch Hudson fingers, either I'm being paranoid or that just happened.
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Novela JuvenilEncore - Michael Faudet I love to watch you touch yourself, on rainy afternoons. The wandering hands. The soft little moans. Hips twitching. Wet fingers fucking. A solo show, performed for one.