The Girl He Forgot

Chapter-1: I am always so so-called happy

I stood up from my small yet perfect bed for me. I went to my washroom by pulling the door handle that was in a corner of my room. I sighed and brushed my teeth; the saliva pouring on my lip. "Gross!" I yelled with an irritated face and voice. I mean, all these gross things only happen to me. Other people brush so perfectly and look at me!

I got out of my purple and white themed room, getting dressed in a black hoodie and jeans. I was getting downstairs by using the stairs that were made of wood. "Scarlett, you woke up." My mother Ayesha Noor said to me with a smile on her face. I don't know why she is smiling; I guess she has some works for me to do. Yeah, my mother doesn't smile at me unless something good happens or she has some work for me.

"What do you need?" I said with a kid of sarcastic voice with a smile on my face.

"Can you make the omelets for me? Please?" Mom requested with a smile on her face.

"Yeah." I answered and went to the kitchen. I took 5 eggs from the fridge and cooked the omelets. No, no, I am not an expert at making things specially cooking foods. Whenever I say that I will make something, everyone in my family stares at me as if I am a zombie. Yeah, I am that bad at cooking. However, I can make omelets and tea perfectly.

I sat down on the chair opposite to my older sister's chair, who still didn't come downstairs. My mom sat down near my older sister's chair and started pouring the milk on my glass along with my older sister and my younger sister's glass.

"Call your older sister. I guess she is still sleeping." She said with a sigh.

Just as I was about to get up to call them, I saw them coming downstairs. So, I sat down again. My older sister Laiba Aabidah along with my younger sister Omera Aabidah came down.

"Today you guys woke up at the right time." I said with a smirk on my face. "Whatever." My older sister said annoyingly and sat down on her chair while Omera sat down beside me. My father, Amil Aabidah, came and sat down and started a conversation with a good morning. I am always smiling. So, if someone doesn't see me smiling they will say that 'Is something wrong with you?' and I say that 'obviously no'. My life is a kind of bad. It doesn't have a meaning.

"How many hours did you study?" My dad asked me by drinking his glass of water.

"4 hours." I answered.

"Oh, how is your university going, Laiba?" My dad asked my older sister.

"It's fine." She answered having her sausages.

"And what about you, my dear, Omera?" My dad asked Omera 11 years old. "It was fine, dad." She answered excitedly.

Yeah, school may be excited at first, but then suddenly it will be the worst place ever. My dad and mother never asked me how school is going. Neither did they ask anything about what was going in my life. They think that I have a perfect life with no one troubling me. Just because of a smile, everyone thinks I am... happy? I am always so so-called happy.

My older sister had this perfect face with a perfect jaw line. Her eyes were brown while her silky black hair was up to her waist. Omera is a perfect girl with a perfect cute eyes and everything where a boy can fall for her cuteness. And me? Well, I have nothing special.

"Hey, we have reached to school, now get out." My sister said, and I and Omera got out of the car and she drove away.

She is 20 years old and now attends university. A sigh got out of my mouth and Omera went to her way and I went to my way.

"Yo!" I said, seeing Eva and Mariana. Eva and Mariana are my two best friends with whom I share everything. But they don't know something that is...