Fake It

2. Hell

4 hours before...

"Could you stop texting? She's gonna arrive soon." Muttered my mom while fixing her plaid black skirt. I never understood why she still got so nervous around my father's family. They are all a bunch of pretentious pricks.

"As if I would care about that old bitch." I replied with a smile.

"That old bitch can hear you Amanda." Said the evil in person while snatching the phone out of my fingers. "Watch it young lady, you will never get a husband with that mouth."

Here we go again, my grandma hates me, let just leave it like that, okay? She always has something bad to say about my mom, my sisters, me or Dimitri's family. We are never enough for her.

"Don't worry about it Reina. I prefer to fuck around and have fun rather than getting married at my twenties with a boy I don't love." I snapped back, looking this time at my cousin David.

"Amanda, enough!" My grandmother cried out, horror and disgust written on her face. 

"I'm not a dog, Reina. I can have my own opinion."

"You couldn't teach them to behave, could you?" Exclaimed my aunt looking at my mom.

Laura Ninn, a widow at early age, same as my mother. Elegant figure, blonde hair, snobbish as hell. The exact replica of her mother, Reina Memphis Ninn, but a few years younger and with some alcoholic problems. 

"I taught them to defend themselves." My mother answered. Her hazel eyes locked with mine as she held my hand.

"Can we finish with this? Please. I have some stuff to do." Cassandra cut in. Her combat boots were full of mud, and she loved to drive Reina mad, so she put her feet up on the coffee table with a defiant smirk.

Trying to ignore my sister, Laura went to the window. Without even looking at us, she spoke.

"Well, well, well. Now that we are all here, we can start. As you know, David and Cleo are planning the wedding, and we are... excited about it." the sound of her voice sent chills down my spine. "Against my will you are going to receive the invitations in two months. And you can also bring someone along."

The whole room, or actually the "ruling" living half of the company was staring at us with hatred. I get it, okay? We are the black sheep of the family.

Why? Because in the fashion industry there's no way that girls like my sisters or I can fit it. Plus sizes? Very few, and only if you are lucky enough.

So when my uncle and father died, we all knew who were going to be the one's in control of most of the decisions taken into Ninn & Co: my grandmother, the twins and my aunt.   

Of course, being seen with us could lower their status.
Even though my father was the co-owner of the company, and even though we are their family, those facts could never fix our relationship. We were better at bickering rather than interacting...  So yep. If we were invited to the wedding that only meant one thing: trouble.

My cousins, David and Danielle, are perfect human beings. They are georgeous I'm not gonna lie. In fact they have been modeling for the company since they were 13 years old. But don't let them fool you, because behind that heavenly façade, they are wicked. They will destroy you if they have a chance, believe me, I know what I'm saying. 

"Why don't we stop pretending for a second?" I ask glancing at the twins. "Why don't we just ignore each other? You don't want us there, so we will not attend it."

"Oh, Is Amanda the fattie afraid of not getting a date?" Danielle asked and started to laugh.

Woow, even for her that's a low blow. Cass, don't say anything, Cass, please...

"That's it! We are leaving. You can all go to hell." Replied Cass and walked to the door, her green eyes were sparkling with anger. "Oh, and you know what bimbo? She has a boyfriend, and is hotter than your stupid Noah. Actually, they are the most incredible couple here." After that she stormed out, closely followed by my mom and Lilo, leaving me alone in front of the pack of wolves.

Fuck.

"Oh, really? Who's the poor bastard?" Asked David, his blue eyes making me sick.

Quick amanda, think of someone! Ughh...Why do they hate me so much? I'm not fat...I'm curvy, and I like it. FOCUS.

My phone started ringing and Dimitri's name flashed on the screen. Bingo.

I stood up and fixed my dress, my mom and sisters were already waiting for me at the car. I smiled politely at them. 

I'm so sorry Dimitri. Please forgive me buddy.

"Well, the lucky guy that gets to fuck me is, in fact, your... epic... crush Danielle. Remember him?" I paused for a dramatic effect.

Realization reached David's face at the same time as his twin.

"You can't be serious." She muttered through her teeth.

Oh, watch me.

"My boyfriend is Dimitri Constantine."

A/N

And that's how she messed up. If you like it, please vote it would help me a lot. Thanks for reading! :)