User blog:The8thDeadlySin/Happy B-day Ev

To celebrate this special occasion I wrote a three part short story detailing three different parts in her life. So...yeah that's what this is. Also, no I'm not spelling words wrong, Everlee had a lisp until she was 14 (her 's' turned into a 'th'), if you don't understand what she's saying then you can just copy and paste the sentence in the comments and I'll let you know what it was supposed to say. Anywayz, it's about 1160 words long and yeah, I know I'm not much of a writer but I wanted to do somthin' so helpful crisitisum is welcome if you feel like it. after this gets posted I'll copy it to a blog post.

Age 6

"Keir, Everlee come down here," called a dark-haired woman with sparkling amber eyes. The two kids raced down the stairs, obviously racing to see who could get there first. Everlee skidded to a stop first and smirked at her brother. Keir pouted quietly.

"Yeth Momma?" Everlee asked, swaying back and forth so she could watch her light blue flower dress move. When she smiled up at the woman who was her mother instead of her two front teeth a gap was evidently shown. Everlee’s mother ignored her and picked up Keir.

“What is wrong, Hijo? We have company, you mustn’t be frowning,” she said sternly, setting down the child. “The Ambers’ have come to visit us, you two must be on your best behavior, got it?” she said sternly, both children nodded. “Good, your father is in the sitting room right now greeting them.”

Aaliyah, the children’s mother walked briskly to the sitting room, not bothering to wait for the much slower Prince and Princess. She opened the doors to the sitting room and sat down next to her husband on one of the red velvet couches. Mr. and Mrs. Ambers were sitting across from them on an identical couch, a small girl with light brown hair in adorable pigtails was sitting on her father’s lap as they chatted. Everlee walked into the sitting room with as much grace as a six-year-old could muster and waved to the little girl as she sat down next to her mother. Keir smiled shyly at the other kid as he walked over and sat down next to Everlee.

“Everlee and Keir, this is Breanna,” Their father introduced boredly, gesturing to the small girl.

“Hi,” Everlee greeted quietly.

“Hi there!” Keir grinned again at his new friend.

“Hello,” Bree replied softly.

“Why don’t you three go play?” Aaliyah suggested offhandedly, most likely trying to get her children to leave her alone for a little while.

“Okay!” Keir jumped off the couch. Everlee got up off the couch more reluctantly, her mom didn’t usually let her be that close and she really liked it. Bree looked up at her parents and when they both nodded, she jumped up and left the sitting room with the twins.

“So, Everlee, Keir what should we do?” Bree asked once they were a few feet away from the doorway. She stopped walking and looked at the both of them with something Everlee could only describe as the most beautiful brown eyes she’d ever seen. Now that Bree was closer, she also happened to notice all the different shades of brown in the little girl’s pigtails.

“Uh…I think we thould play tag,” Everlee answered.

“Ooooh, I like tag!” Keir agreed enthusiastically.

“Sure!” Breanna smiled widely, “You’re it!” she announced, tagging Everlee then running off in the other direction, laughing.

“That’th not how you play!” Everlee shouted indignantly but it didn’t matter because the other two kids had already started running down the hallway. She sighed and chased after them.

Age 12

“Everlee!” Bree yelled from outside the black-haired girl’s door.

“I told you I’m not going!” Everlee yelled back from up in her dark loft. The loft was painted black with some white flowers and at the moment all the lights were off, so it was impossible to see the teen up there who looked like she really needed a hug.

“Eve you have to go, I can’t go without you! Keir will agree when I tell him!” Bree shouted through the oak door. Breanna’s long brown tresses were back in a bunch of small braids that had been made into flowers and pinned to her head. She was wearing gold eye shadow and an amber dress that had minimal sparkles and ruffles.

“No, I’m not going. Leave me alone. I don’t care what Keir thinkth.”

“Pleaseeeeee?” Bree opened the door and came in the room. She turned the light on, and a hiss could be heard from the loft. The burnet climbed up the brass latter and up into the loft. “What’s really wrong Everlee, I’ve been your friend long enough to know that you just don’t feel good.”

“I thaid leave me alone!” Everlee snapped, she was curled up in a ball with her head hidden behind her arms except when she looked up to glare at her friend through tear filled eyes. Even through her tears Everlee couldn’t help noticing how beautiful Bree was.

“That’s never going to happen,” Bree stated, sitting down next to her friend on the floor of the loft, “Please tell me what’s wrong Eve, I want to help.” Everlee shook her head. “Is this about what Addison said about your lisp?” Bree guessed, Everlee nodded.

“The’s right, I thound like an idiot.”

“No, you don’t.” Bree lifted Everlee’s head so she could look the other in the eyes.

“Yeth I do,” Everlee insisted, “And everyone will know that if I go. I’d rather be the Princeth that everyone is being held captive in a tower then one who’th thupid.”

“Fine, if you’re not going then I’m not going,” Bree told Everlee fiercely, “And I’ll have you know that Princess Addison is lucky to just have gotten kicked in the shins for that.”

“You’re going to get in trouble if you keep doing that,” Everlee warned Breanna.

“I don’t care,” Bree stated, wiping one of Everlee’s tears away with her thumb.

“You thould,” Everlee said, refusing to meet her best friend’s gaze, she didn’t want Bree to see her tears, “Hitting a girl who thaid mean thit ithn’t worth getting in trouble.”

“You shouldn’t be saying shit, you’ll get in trouble,” Bree cautioned. Everlee rolled her eyes, somehow smiling even though she was still crying.

“I’m pretty thur I’ll be fine.” My parents don’t listen enough to try and figure out what I’m saying anyway. Everlee wiped her eyes and looked down at the cheap watch on her wrist, “You’re going to be late,” She stated.

“I’m not going if you’re not going,” Bree informed Everlee in a tone that said,

‘there’s not arguing with this and if you do, I’m going to beat you into a pulp’, well at least that’s what it sounded like to Everlee.

“You thould let Keir know tho he doethn’t wait for uth.” Bree quickly texted Keir before setting her phone and pulling Everlee into a hug. They stayed like that for a while, Everlee might have fallen asleep.

Age 18

“You look great, Eve,” Bree complimented as Everlee twirled around in her dark red dress, “Your people are going to love you, I promise.” Everlee blushed and looked down bashfully.

“Thank you,” she responded, smiling faintly. Everlee rarely smiled so it was clear that Breanna’s words meant a lot to her. Breanna looked through Everlee’s small collection of head pieces and picked out a silver crown with ruby gemstones set into it. Everlee bowed her head and Bree placed it on her head.

“God, Eve you look like a queen,” Bree commented, biting her bottom lip when Everlee lifted her head. Everlee turned to look in the mirror, her breath hitched. The girl in the mirror looked so beautiful, so fake, Everlee felt like crying. It didn’t show though, she just smiled.

“Thanks Bree.”

“No problem, Eve.”

“It’s um…just Everlee now. I don’t really do nicknames anymore.”

“Oh, sorry.” Breanna looked down at her feet and a knock sounded at the door. Bree walked over and opened it. Keir stepped inside and handed both Everlee and Bree a rose.

“For my two-favorite people in the world.” He said this to both of them, but it was obvious that he was talking mostly to Bree. Breanna stood on her toes and leaned over to peck Keir on the lips.

“Thank you for the flower,” Bree said with a shy smile. Bree and Keir had started dating the year before and watching them was killing Everlee. He wanted her brother happy; she really did, it just was hard to want that when watching it hurt so god damn much. Bree grabbed Keir’s hand and Everlee felt a knot form in her throat. Of course, the whole time she still kept smiling, because that’s just what she did. The whole ‘fake it till you make it’ hadn’t worked so far but Everlee was committed to waiting until it did.

“You too look adorable together,” Everlee commented softly.

“Thanks.” Bree flashed a charming smile and Everlee had to grip onto the rose until she broke the skin to stop from smiling back. Her mother walked into her room, surveying everything with the amount of contempt you would think she hated her daughter, oh wait-.

“Everlee, come on, I don’t have time for this.” She grabbed her daughter’s hand fiercely and pulled her away.

“Sorry, Mother,” Everlee apologized.

“You call me Aaliyah, this is the third time I’ve had to tell you, when will you get it in your head!?!"

“Sorry.”

“A sorry isn’t going to cut it,” Aaliyah hissed.

“I won’t do it again,” Everlee promised.

“You better not. You’re lucky your brother loves you, otherwise I’d have gotten rid of you years ago.” Everlee nodded and looked down at the marble floors. The tears she’d been holding back spilled over, but her mother didn’t notice, she was already walking away. This time Bree wasn’t there to wipe her tears and tell her that she would be okay though, this time she was all alone.