JANELLE POV

After taking a long shower ,I wrapped the towel arround my chest and walked out

I brought out my faded gown and some undergarments

I removed the towel and starred at my body in the mirror

Multiple scars on my body as covered it up

After covering it up I wore my undergarments and the gown before blow drying my hair and packing them in a simple ponytail

The whole place was messed up

Mr Smith have a little get together with his friends last night

I began picking up all the empty bottles and arranged the whole place

I was half way done when Tracy came downstairs

Tracy is about my age and Mr Smith only daughter

She is the complete definition of spoiled brat

"Janelle make me some pancakes and make sure you add enough honey" she said walking to the sitting room

I scoffed at her and walked into the kitchen and began making her the pancakes

In no time I was done and we to serve her

"Good morning Mr and Mrs Smith"I greeted bowing my head

Who could believe that this people were my relatives

"Is the breakfast ready"mrs Smith asking ignoring my greeting

"No ma'am"I replied

"What" she half yelled angrily and landed me a slap

"How could you,,what were you doing " she asked

"I'm sorry ma'am I over slept"I replied almost in tears

She grabbed my hair tightly and pushed my head to the door making me slam my head so hard in the door

I winked in pain

"I'm sorry ma'am it won't happen again" I pleaded in tears

"Better, I give you five minutes"she said and walked out

I ran into the kitchen and began making breakfast in tears

God when is all this pain going to end

*****

"Take this clothes and wear it we are going for a function tonight "Mr Smith said and threw it at me

I quickly took a shower cover up my scars and wore the clothes mr Smith brought for me

it's a simple red long gown with opening at the back

I wore it and it fits me perfectly showing off my shape

I let my hair down and curled them making it look more full

I did a light makeup to cover up the hand print on my face and walked out of the room

"make sure you behave yourself and keep your mouth shut" Mr Smith said and I nodded

Tracy looked at me with jealousy and anger written all over her face

I wonder why,,she has everything ,wear expensive makeup and clothes above all her parents at still alive

Minutes later we arrived at the venue and came down

Reporters and photographers made the whole place crowdy

I was use to coming functions like this so the flashlight and questions reporters threw at us was normal

I just smiled and walked in

the whole place was nicely decorated as Mr and Mrs Smith kept exchanging greetings with other people

I felt bored out of my mind and only smiled when needed

On the outside they treat me with love and care but once inside am worse than a slave

I kept a smiling face although and my cheeks were beginning to hurt from the fake smile

Truth the told i hate attending functions like this they are Soo boring

I sat down alone and helped myself with a glass of wine

I felt like using the restroom I stood up and starred at Tracy who kept giving me a deadly glare and then bumped into someone making me spilling the drink all over him

the whole crowd gasped and everyone turned to us.