Kayla's POV

"I'll be down soon, I'm done dressing," I said and the call ended.

I added a last layer of lipstick as I was going for a very mild look. I didn't want to be so flashy and yet I didn't want to look too relaxed about the outing.

I checked myself in the mirror one last time to be sure my look was to my satisfaction. I pondered if I was dressing too much for the occasion but I wanted Tristian's eyes on me all of the time.

I thought of declining his invitation because I was not in any mood to go out but I didn't want to turn him down. He was the only thing I was looking forward to these days as everyone here was making my life miserable.

Nuella knew how rude Ralia had been to me of late and she didn't do anything to shun her.

I knew if Dad was still home he would have found something to do about the situation but he was struck down with a strong illness as I struggled to raise his money for his medical bills.

It seemed this situation was to the benefit of the two as they used every opportunity they got to make my life miserable. It was so hard to overlook the new behavior thus just carved up for no good reason.

Nuella used to be soft to me whenever Dad was around but now she would yell and insult me at the slightest provocations.

I didn't know what I was expecting, that they'd scold their daughter because of me. Of course not.

I was expecting the treatment fosters gave and nothing more.

I knew she was going to have something to say about my clothes, my make-up or even going out with Tristian. She always found a way just to get on my nerves and nothing more.

I walked down the stairs as I prayed she wouldn't be there or worse, Ralia.

As I got down to the final stairs I steered my eyes and unfortunately, Ralia was standing behind me with Nuella and they had questioning looks on their faces.

"And where do you think you're going by this time? " Nuella splurted, staring at me with an inquisitive look.

" I'm going out on a date with Tristian," I replied sharply.

" Tristian this, Tristian that." Ralia spat out.

"Watch it, Ralia. " I threatened with a serious look on my face.

"Or what? Who gave you such permission to wander around anytime you like? I didn't know you were already a slut. " She spat out while walking closer to me and her words hit me like a heavy blow.

"I'm not a slut and Tristian is my boyfriend, I don't think I need permission from you before I go anywhere with him… " I retorted, staring at her sharply.

I wondered what exactly she took me for.

"Are you now talking back at me? You think you're all grown up now and you have wings to spread and fly. " She roared out in anger, staring at me with so much anger evident in her countenance.

"I didn't do anything to you and i don't have time for whatever you're about to start." I said calmly and turned to leave the room when she pulled me back and was about to throw a slap across my face when I caught hold of her hands.

"What were you just about to do? Slap me? That'll be the last time you'll try to pull such a stunt on me.

She stood there in shock as I flung her hands back.

"How dare you do that to my mom you witch." Ralia muttered but from a distance as I knew she was scared of what I could do to her.

"Leave me to my affairs because I didn't do anything to the both of you, I won't stand there and let you ridicule me for no good reason.

Just then Tristian walked into the scene as his eyes scoured around to be sure of what was actually going on.

"Let's go Tristian." I said waking ahead to him not wanting him to get involved in any drama from the both of them.

"She's a witch." I heard Ralia curse out behind me.

"Just Like her mother.." i Heard- Nuella Mutter and that was it.

"You don't even know who my mother is and you're not even worth calling her name here and there. I don't know how she is or who she is but she's a better person than you'll ever be." I spat out.

That was the very first time I'll be retaliating to the insults she made to my mother.

" And don't you think of coming back here, just stay where you're going." I heard Nuella yell behind me, on top of her lungs.

I knew my response will teach her to keep my mother's name out of her frustrated mouth and the little rod she calls her daughter.

I felt embarrassed that Tristian had to witness what just happened but he seemed to care less about the situation.

"Are you sure you still want to go after all that just happened? It's okay if you just want to stay back and rest:" Tristian whispered as we walked towards his car.

"What about you? I know how much you spent planning this so I can't throw it all away because of Ralia and Nuella,they are not worth it." I said, staring intensely into his eyes.

"It's fine if you don't want to go, I care about your well being and I won't want you to go if you're not going to be at peace the whole time there." He muttered gently patting my hair backwards which was his way of comforting me.

"No, I'm fine, I want to go." I replied with a smile as he leaned over to me and placed a kiss gently on my lips.

His lips were warm and cold and the same time, and they were just the right texture to calm me down.