My father... passed away 2 years ago.
My Mom... she's abroad, persuing her business.
My mom and dad had a divorce, 5 years ago.
And 3 years ago... My father found my stepmom and just 2 months ago he had a heart disease and died in the process.
My step mom is a lovely women, who cares about me alot...
"Ara! You are back!"
but...
"Get Lost!"
the blonde haired women, screamed as i tried sitting next to her.
She was the oldest one and she had quite a mouth to her.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't sit next to me."
Black hair swaying down as she pushed them aside as she spoke to me with eyes as cold as winter.
She... was the younger one and she was an elegant beauty who was both calm and rational.
"Come on, you don't have to be so mean to him."
She didn't spew curse words at me but somehow i could feel the the same or if not even more intense hate from her.
Yes... they both hate me to the core.
Why? Because i am a man and I'm a fkin loser.
Yes! That is the tag i run around with in the school.
A loser that doesn't fit in anywhere and a man who was rejected by every single women he liked.
They know the stories of the amount of women I've confessed to... and they have hated me from the beginning itself.
How do they know that you ask?
It... was because they are the most popular women in the school.
The entire school loves them to the core.
They have fan bases around and any douche that tries to get closer to them will be beaten to death.
They both have friend cycles and are at the top of the hierarchy ladder.
Making An infinite number of women jealous of their beauty.
So... who was it that created such beautiful people?
It was her... my stepmom.
A beautiful women, who was so perfect even the definition of perfection wouldn't be enough to define her.
The father... was someone who died aswell.
My father... seduced her.
She fell head over heels for him and married him.
She was against it at the beginning when she realised that the daughters absolutely despised me.
She thought i might not have been a very good guy.
But... after the 2 daughters accepted their marriage and seemed absolutely delighted, she calmed down and went through with it.
After a certain amount of time... she started opening up to me and we got quite close.
But... i was too scared of getting anywhere near them.
The seating arangement right now was such that... i was either supposed to sit with The blonde, Milia or the black one Amelia
That's how my step mother set it.
But... the moment i even came close to their seats they just howl like wild cats.
Now... where am i even supposed to sit?
"Come and sit here."
It was thanks to step mom giving up that i finally got a seat to sit on.
I sighed in relief and sat next to her.
No matter how harshly i may be treated by other... no matter how many people die or leave me... as long as she is next to me... I'm fine.
Even if there were nobody near my deathbed.
As long as she was there by my side... i was fine.
"Hey! My boyfriend is coming over... so you'd better stay hidden inside your room... If you ever come ou-"
"You didn't tell her?"
I askwd step mom, completely ignoring Milia.
"Aah... i totally forgot... You were going for a match weren't you? Sorry... haha, that totally slipped my mind."
It is times like this when i wonder... does she really care about me?
Or is this all a ruse...
And yes... the 2 of them have boyfriends... It'd be weird if such beauties didn't have em.
Which means... that they actually despise me and aren't acting like tsunderes.
At first i thought they were and stayed in that delusion for around 6 months...
I tried acting nice to them on every occasion possible.
Once i realised that they weren't acting like tsunderes and actually despised me.
I backed off instantly.
It's been 6 months since i actually had a proper conversation with them.
It's also the same time since dad died.
I have been trying to listen from 1 ear and leave it from the other but... looking at their absolutely handsome boyfriends and their behaviour towards me.
Not to mention, my step mom who i think cares about me but always forgets anything i say... which isn't the case fir the 2 daughters.
I get the feeling that none of them want me here.
In essence, this house... is theirs, she was way richer than my dad and they both got married.
So... we together live in this luxurious house.
Maybe... the only reason why she even takes care of me is because... she feels like it's her responsibility.
I... feel like it won't be long before she realises that she has no obligation to take care of me.
and... I'm nothing more than dead weight.
Not just that but also the increase in rudeness has intensified to a whole other degree after i stopped talking to them or responding to them
They kept getting ruder and ruder and ruder.
but... i think she'll take care of me even if she realises that she doesn't need to.
but... I'm sure, The treatment would no longer be the same.
"I'm done.'
I quickly ate my breakfast and walked out of the house.
"... Well have fun!"
...
I... don't have friends!
I had one in the past but... after he started hitting on my mother and tired doing things with her...
I stopped believing in friendship and pushed them all aside.
My mother slapped him right in the face when he started getting chummy with her.
He ignored me and started spreading weird rumours about me.
Those runours were about me confessing to every women that came my way
which... was true to an extent, i... just didn't know why he had to spread such rumours in the first place.
No... it was probably because of her...
Who slapped me in the middle of a crowd because that 'friend' of mine... told her something.
"Amelia! Heyyy!"
"Hello!"
A beautiful women came inside the class, she had silky smooth black hair and had a cold demeanour.
"Milia! Yei gal, How did your date go?"
"Amanda! Yeo! It was a damn bust let me tell you! Wish i could smack him in the face!"
"Imagine dating such handsome men... i could only wish! There's only ugly dudes in our class haha!"
The orange haired girl called Olivia said as she scanned around the room.
Who'd have guessed... my step sisters and my childhood friend who slapped me in the face would be such good friends.
Who... ignore me like i don't even exist.
Yaa! That's how my life is.
I have no friends... i have no parents and i have no girlfriend
All i have are enemies around me.
Who either never notice me at all or... even if they do notice me... they just hate me.
"Well everybody... you can sit down!"
The teacher showed up and everyone got up and greeted her.
After which she looked at me and satted
"You may leave Vade!"
I jumped up and ran out.
Let's fking dooo thissss!!!
My very first Test Match!!!!