𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖞 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝕳𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖙 [Mabifica]

.Everyone Changed, Except One.

WARNING: LANGUAGE   
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NARRATOR'S P.O.V👓
After the events of the Weirdmageddon, the rest of the town remained the same after that event. Bulbs and Durland held their wedding, being the only know gay couple both in the police force, many were excited to see them unite.

There were many who didn't know of their relationship, despite the fact that it was a small town.

It was surprising for it to go unnoticed, but no one minded the couple. No special attire was required, but those who own a fancy dress or tuxedo would wear them if they please. Of course, not everyone received the news sooner like the others.

Since the Northwests, and the families before them, were rumored to be homophobic. The third and youngest family member, Pacifica Northwest, her views on the topic were unknown to anyone.

Despite that, Pacifica and her family became equal to the rest and were treated as if they were never rich. The only memory that the Northwest had was The Northwest Manor. It still stood tall among the mountains and hills, and its multitude of windows allowed lights to beacon through.

They would have lost the mansion, but one gesture allowed them to keep their home. Kindness. Mabel believed that everybody deserves a second chance, so they got the mayor to agree with her too.

Things may have changed, but Pacifica sometimes reverts to her old self, occasionally shutting down emotions and feelings. But it's worse than before, before the Weirdmageddon it was worse than usual.
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PACIFCA'S P.O.V🦙
I was having dinner with my family, as usual, there weren't many words exchanged between us. The only audible sounds coming from the dining room was the dishes being washed by our loyal butlers.

Ugh, it's always so quiet. I swear I could hear the crickets from in here.

I thought, as I twiddled the stainless fork in between my fingers, my hand resting against my cheek as I silently chewed. Seconds after I finished, my father waved me off, signifying that they were gonna have another private talk.

Weren't really that private, since the first talk I heard was about me and my behavior. For once there was concern about my well being, surprisingly.

This was the second talk, if I'm aware of it being only the second time, they caught me halfway through the 1st one. All I received was a warning, meaning I had to go outside and wait until the talk was over.

Rolling my eyes mentally, I hopped off the chair and made my way to the Manor's main doors and walked down the street.

"Funny how they care all of a sudden. Now that we're one of the commoners they act so differently." I muttered to myself

My mind roamed, gritting my teeth irritated because of them. Positive and negative thoughts flowed through my mind and started a war with each other.

"Even if they asked I wouldn't tell them jack shit-"

"Look who it is fellas." A voice called behind my left ear, thoughts cut off as I saw who the voice's origins came from. "Oh fuck." Was the only thing I could say.

"Well if it isn't Pacifica Elise worthless." Jeremy spat, he still held a grudge about when I dumped him because he wasn't rich.

"Ain't she the chick you told us about. Dumping my friend all because 'Daddy said so'." His friend mocked, making an expression, creating a roaring laugh from the boys around my ex. I didn't want to deal with them.

I had to get away. Since I no longer possess a good amount of power, some teens have been mocking me lately. That's what troubled me recently.

This wasn't the first time I've dealt with him, I pushed passed him and continued my path. My reaction only sparked the worst, his friends let out wolf whistles as I walked passed. Disgusting, sticking out my tongue to each of them, but I didn't get to go pain free.
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Pain. It was all I could feel at this point, I could remember being pulled by my hair and getting knocked out with a punch to the jaw. I must've been knocked cold for not that long, I could hear their insults booming through the quiet streets.

I could only describe my eyes like rain clouds, if I didn't get out of here soon, my eyes would rain. Two miles was all I walked, 4 in total from the walk back home. But I made it home without detection, only a note signed by my parents.

Dear Pacifica,
   We're heading out for tonight, we'll be back before it gets too late. Behave yourself.
            -Mom and Dad

I could care less, bruised both physically and emotionally, I limped to my private bathroom and showered. Shampoo and water couldn't get rid of the pain and marks, make up was my only solution.

I couldn't sleep, tears became my end as I laid still huddling a piece of clothing that I kept by my side. A yellow sweater,  that may or may not have a llama knitted into it, gifted to me by a certain someone.

Their voices from the past and tonight's was all I could hear. I guess it bothered me more than it should have, the walls were breaking down.

Worthless

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Published On: 6/14/19