Everything quickly went down hill from there.My parents began to ignore me.Becoming easily frustrated whenever I asked them for their time for or love.My sister turned against me.Because I couldn't shift . Because I wasn't considered a true werewolf.
They were ashamed of me .
I took a deep breath to calm my mind .Abigail,as if feeling me distressed, tried to lighten the mood.'Since their gone why don't we watch TV for a while?',I nodded slightly and sat before the couch on the floor.The last time I sat on the couch I was punished and was not allowed to eat anything for three days.
All because I left a dent where I sat.The dent had faded away sometime after I had gotten up.Yet I was still punished unfairly.Sometimes,I really feel as if my parents hated me.I switched through the channels on the TV and stopped when I saw a show come on.I turned the TV down low in order to hear whenever a car approached.Incouldn't be caught watching it .
The day slowly went by to by later in the early evening , I heard a car coming into the lane leading to the house.I quickly turned off the TV and silently rent to my room in the attic.I laid on her bed and waited.
Soon enough as the door was opened her name was called .I stood up and made my way to kitchen where I heard my mother talking .
"And don't come down no matter what,I want everything to be a surprise for tomorrow okay? I'll bring dinner to your room later ".I watched as Felicia nodded her head good naturally and walked to her room . Felicia glared at me with contempt as she passed and went up stairs.
I ignored her and walked towards my mother ,"Ma'am?you called?".My glanced at me ,"Yes,I want you to carry all of the bags from the car to the kitchen.".I nodded and went outside to the car .I went to go and open the trunk when I saw the bags piled on the back seat of the car through the back window.
I paused and still checked the trunk just in case.As soon as I opened it I saw something fall to the ground and quickly and awkwardly caught it with my foot.I gave a sigh of relief and took it up and saw that it was a bag of decorations.No wonder I could catch it so easily with my foot.
I then began to move everything from the car to the kitchen.Which included decorations,snacks,drinks presents,and a large four layered cake which I carefully placed on the counter.I tried not to look at them too much or I would definitely start crying.
Abigail remained silent but I could feel her sad emotions,which mirrored mine.Sadness and disappointment.
At this time my mother came into the kitchen and looked over everything and nodded.She turned to me ,"Decorate the whole house and make sure it looks good,if it doesn't no food for a whole week!".I clenched my fists silently."However I know you'll do a good job because we don't want that now do we?"she asked mockingly.
I stayed silent and still,"Do we?!" .I flinched silently and quickly nodded ."Good,now get to it" she flipped her hair in dismissal and walked up the stairs.I took a deep breath and grabbed the decorations.I then began to decorate the house.I moved the furniture to the side of the walls ,but made sure they still looked appropriate.
I set up the foldable table in the middle of the room that we used for events.I then put the pastel pink with laces table cloth that was bought over it.I then began to throughly decorate.Scattering glitter ,blowing up the birthday balloons etc.
When I was finally finished I began to set the table .By now it was 10:00 in the night.I had already found a birthday invitation left on the counter by my mother intentionally which stated that the birthday party starts at midnight.The beginning of the day my twin sister turns eighteen...
I quickly shook off the depression that was beginning to come of me and continued what I was doing.When I was finished it was 11:30 and I had just put down the cake on the table when.I heard my parents cheering at the staircase.I became curious and peeped slightly from around the wall.
At that moment I saw my sister smilingly coming ng down the stairs in her fluffy pink princess dress.Her hair was nicely styled probably by mom when she went up there.She wore a cute pinkish crown and pretty makeup.
I felt my eyes tear up and I stiffled a sob.Hearing me my parents turned to me finding my existence and frowned.My mother stormed forward and grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to my room down the attic.She opened the door and flung me inside.
"We can't have a disgusting thing like you ruin everyone's mood at the party right?You understand.",She smiled coldly and slammed the door shut.I could hear the faint sounds of her locking it from the outside.
I felt the pain in my chest over flow I began to cry . Abigail whimpered softly in my mind a I continued to cry.I just couldn't stop the tears flowing out.I felt so devastated and unloved and I genuinely didn't know what to do.When I finally calmed down an hour later.
I could hear the faint musice upstairs and people laughing and cheering.I sniffled slightly feeling a bit of resentment.
"Happy birthday to you,happy birthday to you", I paused a bit when I heard Abigail sing softly Happy Birthday to me.I smiled slightly and wiped my tears.I joined in and wedang together,"Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me,I wish me many more-".
A loud scream cut us off half way through the song.It came from up stairs.