Stella Anderson is a sixteen-year-old girl who has been homeschool all her life. But when her parents get a sudden divorce, her life is suddenly crashed into reality.

Written by Jayne Miller

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Chapter 1

Chapter One

by: Petalleaf


"You're getting a what?" I asked lowly, facing my parents on the opposite side of the coffee table.

"Stella, your father and I are getting a divorce. I'm sure that you've noticed our fighting by now, sweetie," my mother answered back calmly. "Please don't make this more difficult than it already is." Her eyes were filled with pleading, but I could see raw sadness and guilt behind them.

"Of course I've heard you fighting. Why else did you think that I always stayed up until at least three o'clock in the morning every night?" I demanded, my heart feeling like it would burst out of my chest. "But I'm just saying, you need to get a lawyer to do this kind of stuff, and we don't have enough money to do that."

"Sweetheart, please don't bring up our money issues in a conversation," my dad stated calmly, looking completely unfazed. He looked down as his phone buzzed, and his fingers typed out a message before continuing. "We know that this is hard on you, but this whole relationship thing with your mom and I is just not going to work out the way we planned for it to be."

I glared at him, trying to convey all of my hatred into a stone-cold stare. "You're just getting a divorce because you've been cheating on Mom for years. You just want to have an excuse to get married to someone that you met at some bar, probably." When my father shot me a warning glare, I continued, my blood boiling in my veins. "You care about whether Mom and I are even living, because you're too busy visiting some other lady who's probably about ten years younger than you."

Mom broke in, giving me a hard stare. "That's enough of that," she reprimanded me sternly. "And please, watch your mouth."

I scoffed. "You really think that this is the right time to be scolding me about whether I talk trash about my parents or not?" I shot her a dirty glare and added, "Like I really care about what you say. You and Dad are just turning my life into complete crap, and it's not my fault that you don't care that your husband is cheating on you."

"Stella Grace Anderson," my mother said sternly. "Do not talk to me like that."

"Don't go all Mom on me," I answered angrily. "It's not my fault that you guys couldn't keep your act together and had me. Even though I was pretty much a mistake, it doesn't mean that you can just decide to suddenly act like you're in charge of me. I turn eighteen in a few months, and I'm going to college soon. So don't act like it's all my fault, because as far as I know, I'm the most responsible one in the family." Then I stomped out of the room and slammed the door closed.

Throwing myself onto my bed, I sobbed. Crying myself to sleep, I drifted off into a restless night of sleep.

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