Ok you all have all heard of the normal Cinderella Story or types like it but mine is probably one of the worst of them all. Instead of having 2 evil step-sisters, I have 2 evil step-brothers, trust me I would rather deal with two stuck up pain in the asses than these two demonic sons-of … Well you get my point and my dad didn’t die he’s still around but my parents are divorced and I live with my mom and her new husband named ‘Leo’. Yeah I was never really told how they meet just one day mom comes home with this dude and says ‘I’m engaged to Leo here and he has two sons I know you three will be just like siblings!’ I wanted to scream but what can I do they were already getting married so I thought I might as well go with the flow on this one. You see I’m usually a loner. I’m the type of girl that dress in baggy clothes that people think I’m a boy and with my name it’s both a girl and boy name. Oh silly me I forgot to tell you my name well its ‘Jesse’ well my name is unique the spelling is anyway cause that spelling is usually used for a boy, but hey I’m not complaining. Well as I was saying before Cinderella had it easy, in the end she has a happy ending but for me that is nowhere near me because my life has gone downhill since I was 8 years old.
~ ( 8 years ago) ~ October 28, the day my life begun its end. Me and my friend Lily were running around outside playing tag until “I want a divorce!” that made me stop dead in my tracks ‘What divorce why?’ Lily tackles me down to the ground “Your it!” She stops laughing when she sees the look on my face “Hey Jess are you okay?” I shake my head “I just feel a little tired that’s all I’ll see you later, Lil ok?” she smiles “Ok see ya tomorrow Jess” she waves heading back to her house. I head home a little uneasy after hearing that outburst. I slowly open the door and peek inside “Mom, Dad I’m back” I see Dad sitting on the couch with his face covered by his hands. “Daddy what’s wrong?” he jerks up in surprise “Oh Jesse your home your mother and I need to tell you something” he stands up “Follow me” I listen and follow close behind him. I see my mom sitting at the dining room table just sitting there staring at the table I sit at the end of the table while Mom and Dad are sitting on one side each. “Jesse we both love you a lot you know that don’t you?” I nod at my mom “Well your father and I are getting a divorce” Well that was straight forward “Why is it my fault?” my eyes start tearing up, my dad runs over by my side and hugs me “No Jess it has nothing to do with you it’s just your mom and I don’t love each other like we used to” I put my head down “Why?” they both look at each other and sigh “Jesse dear people fall out of love its not unusual” I look up with tears streaming down my eyes “But then try to fix it not with splitting up and make me decided who to live with!” I run straight to my room after that outburst. Slamming my door I jump on my bed clutching my white and blue teddy bear. ‘Why, why does this has to happen to me we were so happy a month ago what happened between now and then?’ I just lay there crying my heart out until I hear a light knock on my door. “Jess come on talk to us” I shake my head “What happened?” they stare at me confused “What?” I sit up, rubbing them from crying, “What happened in a month, we were so happy last month” they sigh “We were pretending for your sake” I’m stunned “What?” they look sadly at me “Jesse we love you a lot” I shake my head “Well if you love me so much then don’t get a divorce!” They shake their heads “We can’t lie anymore, Jesse” I sigh and lie back down onto my bed “Leave me alone” they leave me alone. And 2 weeks later I was living with my mom in California.
As you can see my parents have been divorced for 8 years and now my life is hell thanks to Leo’s perfect sons, Seth and Jasper, yeah dumbasses if you ask me, but if I try to rat on them my mom and Leo never believe because when they’re around Seth and Jasper are like totally different people, but anywhere else they’re devils. I think they might be bipolar. Well there’s the beginning of my story and trust me I don’t think it’ll get better at all.
