All Alone in This Meaningless World

Stella´s Pov:

After reading all the letters Jane had sent me, I remembered my parents were still downstairs. I put all the letters back in the box, and put them under my bed. It´s not like anyone would ever go in my room and read them, but I still had the temptation to put them somewhere safe and hidden. I stood up and made my way downstairs, to be met by my parents again. I just stood there for a while, staring at them. I just couldn´t believe they had kept this from me, they knew how much she meant to me and they just decided to hide it from me, being the selfish parents that they are. They never cared about us, hey never cared about how I did in school, or what happened to me, and if I got sick I just had to deal with it. They never celebrated Christmas, or New Years, or even our birthdays. They would say there was nothing to celebrate other than another year closer to death. I honestly found that pretty scary if you ask me, they were in a way right, but what kind of parent tells their 9 year old child that kind of thing? Oh yeah. My parents. But, as we got older, Jane got a small job at some restaurant just so she could get me a gift every Christmas and birthday. I always felt really bad since I could never do the same to her, so instead I would always garb some paper and make her a drawing or a letter. I knew it wasn´t the best present you could ever give to someone, but I always thought it was the least I could do for her. She had always told me I was great drawer, but I never really cared since I had no idea how that could ever help me in life anyways.

"Why did you hide this from me?" I asked my parents.

"We didn´t know how to tell you. Besides, if she dies, she dies." My dad said with not even one bit of emotion on his face. Sometimes I wonder if he even has feelings or emotions.

"What is that supposed to mean? Do you not care about your own daughter?! Oh wait, you don´t! You never did! All you cared about was yourself! You never did anything for me! Jane was the only person who ever loved me and I´m going to loose her and you just don´t care! If my life was bad I can´t even imagine how Jane lived with no one there for her! You both are just a pair of selfish parents who just care about themselves!" I yelled at my dad already starting to cry. But I held back the tears because I had to stay strong.

They looked really shocked at how I had just basically yelled at their faces all my feelings which had been building up all this time. I honestly felt a little better now that I had just told them everything going on in my head. Apparently this hadn´t affected my father in any way, shape or form.

"Well if we don´t treat you like you want, then just get out of here and go live somewhere else! If it weren´t for me, you wouldn´t even have a home! You little brat!" He said. A home? I rather live in my peaceful, little, secret spot than with them! I then noticed my mother hadn´t said one single word all this time and I wondered if she actually cared about the way my dad was shouting at me, or especially the things my dad had just told me.

"You know what?! You´re right! I´ll be gone tomorrow by 10am!" I shouted at him and stormed out of the living room, going back up to my room again. I honestly had nowhere to go. But all I knew was that I needed to get out of here before I did something to myself. I started packing all my stuff in some suitcases I had in my closet. I grabbed all my hair stuff, my clothes, shoes, jewelry and of course, the box. After that, I went downstairs and my parents weren´t home. Typical. As I walked I realized I had never gone in my parents room. Not ever, not once in my entire life. I guess I just never really thought it would matter if I ever went in, besides, I had, for some reason, always been afraid of going in it. But today, I finally walked in.

When I did, I noticed there was a television, the bed was unmade and there were some clothes on the floor. I walked more and found a closet. Then I found another box that said in big bold letters,´DO NOT OPEN.´I obviously found this quite challenging, knowing this was something I wasn´t supposed to open, making me want to open. An evil smile spread across my face and I lifted the top. At first I wasn´t quite sure what it was, but then I realized it. They were drugs. And next to them there was a lot of money. I grabbed it and started counting it. When I finished I was really shocked at how much it was. A total of $5,250 .Dollars. That´s when it all made sense: My dad didn´t have a job, he sold drugs. I suddenly felt scared and ashamed of living in a place that had been paid with money earned by selling drugs. I felt disgusted at my father for this, and that was probably one of the reasons my mother always looked horrible, she was in drugs too.

I grabbed the money and put the top back on the box and left it exactly how I had seen everything. I went to my room and grabbed my laptop, the one Jane had gotten my 3 years ago. I went on it and got a ticket, a ticket to go on an airplane and see my sister before I could loose her. I went downstairs, went out the door and closed it. I started walking and looked back one more time, just to remember this was the place I would never miss. I took a bus to the airport and as he drove, we passed by the forest. The place that Iwas going to miss. That was the place I had always felt peaceful in, always had a book to read, a notebook to write or draw in, or just simply myself crying. Either way, it just comforted me. After a while, we finally got to the airport, I thanked the woman and left. I went inside and started walking towards the place where I had to leave my bags. Then I went through all the security and all those things until I finally reached my gate. I smiled knowing that I was finally going to see my sister again and was finally free. Free from school, free from parents and free from everything. And I knew I was ready to leave behind that all alone meaningless world and welcome my new life. I didn´t really know what I was going to do, but I had a feeling of happiness in me, something I didn´t often experience, a feeling that something good was to come.

After a while, I was snapped out of my thoughts by the loud speakers and the voice of a lady saying that my flight was ready to board. But in reality, whatI heard was,"Get ready because your life just got better." I smiled at this and got on the plane. I took a seat in the ones where you don´t sit next to anyone since I didn´t want to be bothered my some stranger or just simply in the mood to talk. Besides, I didn´t want to end up next to some mean person or woman with a baby who wouldn´t shut up. I love babies, but I just wasn´t in the mood. After all the safety rules and that stuff, the plane finally went up in the air and we were finally on our way to the U.S. I was aware that my sister was in New York right now, and I was glad she had sent me her address, so I had nothing to worry about when it came to trying to locate her.

It had already been about 8 hours and we would be there in about 3 hours so I decided to go to sleep. Jane had told me that jet lag wasn´t very pleasant so I took her advice. Suddenly, I felt someone tap my shoulder. I looked up to be met by a worried lady who worked there.

"Excuse me miss, but you need to put on your safety stuff. We are experimenting major turbulence." She said to me, handing me the oxygen mask. I nodded and did as I was told. I was pretty scared, first of all because I was alone and second, because I had never been on a plane before and well, this had to happen on my first time ever. Aren´t I lucky? I looked around and saw scared children, elderly people, and business people. They all looked pretty scared. Then, I felt my heart skip a beat, the airplane started going down, and I pretty much started panicking. I suddenly felt tears running down my cheeks since I realized I might die, and no one will ever know how and Jane might die without knowing about this. Then, I felt someone´s hand on my shoulder,

"It´s ok. Don´t worry, you´ll be fine." The voice, who appeared to be a teenage boy´s, said to me.

I was too scared to even turn around to look at him, so I just mumbled a ´Thanks´. He was practically next to me the whole time, it was actually pretty comforting having his hand on my shoulder reassuring me everything would be alright until the pilot finally got it all under control and told us we could all settle down and put the oxygen masks back where they belonged. Right when he said that the boy left, and before I could turn around he was already gone. Well that was odd... After that, I thought for a while about how he was aloud to sit next to me while that was happening, maybe it was an angel? No, maybe he worked there and....I really don´t know where I´m going with this, all I knew is that I couldn´t get his voice out of my head. It was so...comforting. I just thought it was really sweet of him to come up tome and do that. I guess I´m just a bit overwhelmed by the fact someone had actually been nice to me.

I looked at the time on my phone, which was on airplane mode, and we just had 1 hour until we got there. Just 1 more hour. I decided to sleep since time goes by faster while you´re asleep. I grabbed my little pillow and put a blanket over me and drifted off into deep sleep.

"We have now arrived at New York City. Thank you all for cooperating during our little incident, but thankfully we all made it here safely. It was a pleasure to have you all, once again thank ypu everyone. You may now leave." Said the pilot. I smiled at this and grabbed all my stuff and started walking towards the exit door, when suddenly I remembered the boy. All I knew was that he had been closer to the exit so I looked ahead to see if I could spot a teenage boy, but no, I didn´t spot one, I spotted five. I started walking a little faster to catch up with them and ask them if any of them had come p to me so I could thank whoever it was, but just a I got closer a security guard stopped me and wouldn´t let me go near them, I tried getting past him but they wouldn´t let me. What the heck? Suddenly I heard what seemed like a lot of girl screams. I kept walking and saw about 50 girls screaming as they saw the 5 teenage boys. There were signs that said things like,´Keep Calm and Eat Carrots!´ or ´Harry, Harry! Give me some of your gravy.´ or, most of them said,´I LOVE 1D´ which by the sight of the other signs stood for ´One Direction.´ That´s when it made sense, they were a boy band. A very famous boy band, which is why the security guard wouldn´t let me go near them. I finally got the chance to take a look at them. The first one had dark brown hair and a quiff, second one had blond hair and blue eyes,then there was two with light brown hair, one had very short hair and the other one was wearing stripes and a beanie, and last there was a curly haired boy, with very pretty green eyes, and a picture-perfect smile, which showed off his dimples. All in all, they were pretty hot.

I realized there was no point in even trying to get close, but then realized they still had to get their luggage and all the security stuff so I took the chance. They started walking away from the girls after giving out some autographs and since I had already gone through security a while ago I followed them. I really don´t know what it was that was making me go through all the trouble just to say thank you, specially because I wasn´t even sure if it had actually been any of them, but hey, they were famous, so it wouldn´t hurt getting a picture and an autograph right? I walked until I finally caught up to them.

"Hello there, would you like a picture?" The blonde one said, I could tell he wasn´t british, he seemed to be Irish.

"Uhh...I just have a question..." I said nervously.

"Well, go ahead." Said the one with very short hair and chocolate brown eyes.

"Did any of you like...talk to me during the flight? Like when we had the little incident and the oxygen masks and all that?" I said. I honestly think I sounded very stupid.

They all exchanged looks and the curly haired boy spoke.

"Wait, are you the girl who was crying?" He said. I felt my cheeks burn, indicating I was blushing.

"Oh...yeah.." I said looking away.

"Yes, that was me. Hi, I´m Harry. What´s your name love?" He said. I then felt, for some odd reason, very nervous and found myself blushing furiously.

"I´m-I´m Stella." I stuttered. Wow, they must think I´m some kind of mental girl.

"Well nice to meet you Stella, what a lovely name." Said the boy wearing stripes. I smiled at this and remembered I didn´t know their names.

"Oh, sorry, what are your names?" I said. They looked a little shock at the fact I didn´t know their names, probably since they were so famous and I´m not really into...anything other than being alone and drawing.

"I´m Niall." Said the blond one.

"Louis!" Said the one wearing stripes.

"Zayn." Said the one with the quiff.

"And I´m Liam." Said the one with brown eyes. I smiled at them.

"Actually, can I get a picture now?" I asked. They all nodded and we took a picture on my phone. Then I remembered the reason I had come to talk to them in the first place.

"Oh yeah, Harry. Thank you." I said.

"For what?" He asked confused. "For comforting me while I was in panic mode." I said earning small laughs from all the boys.

"No problem. You just looked really scared and you were all alone so I just felt bad I guess." He admitted, blushing slightly.

"Well, thank you. That was very sweet of you." I said. And with that, we all said bye and went back to our regular lives.

For some reason, I didn´t want to leave. I´m not the clingy type or anything, but something was telling me this wasn´t the last time would see him. Of course, that is totally ridiculous since he´s, apparently, very famous and there is no way I´ll be able to even go near him when all the security guards are there.

I finally got to the entrance and left. I took a cab and decided to stay at a hotel and visit Jane tomorrow. I got there and I was in the 7th floor. The people that worked there took my suitcases and lead me to my room. I went in and there was a bed, a television, a bathroom and two closets. I smiled knowing I was finally free. I changed into my pajamas and went to sleep.

This was going to be a very exciting week...

A/N

I finally posted! I had been writing this for three days already but I kept on being interrupted haha :) Anyways I tried making it longer so here it is!

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