Chapter 3 {All Fake}

Angelina made her way to the hospital where her mother was being kept. She walked through the halls, her footsteps echoing softly against the cold tiles.

When she reached her mother's room, she took a deep breath and stepped inside.

Her mother was lying in the hospital bed, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and steady. It was as if she was just sleeping.

"Hey ma, you can't hear me but Selena went to Paris for a fashion show I am really happy for her, umm Manson is good to me, and Cora as well, I miss you ma it has been fifteen years since you have been in a coma," Angelina said as she held on her mother hand.

Angelina sat silently for a while, holding her mother's hand and talking to her. It was a one-sided conversation, but it was still a comfort to Angelina.

"I know you won't be able to respond but I just wanted to let you know that I'm doing okay," she said.

"I'm pregnant with triplets, two boys and a girl."

After she was done she walked out she stopped and she sighed she was close to giving birth her eyes narrowed when she saw familiar figures she opened her mouth to shout their names but she stopped and followed them. Angelina saw Cora and Manson both kissing each other. Manson has never held Angelina hand let alone kiss her.

"Manson you feel so mm," Cora said as she kissed him back.

"Mm."

"When are you going to dump that garbage ugly fatty?" Cora asked.

"Don't worry I will do soon."

Angelina's heart shattered as she listened to their conversation. She stood there frozen, unable to move or speak.

She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her own fiancé, the man she thought loved her, was cheating on her with her best friend.

Angelina didn't believe it she felt like she saw thing next Saturday was prom night and Manson picked her up she had long since forgotten about what happened she was just happy at this moment. Angelina wasn't the best student she has really bad grades because she is too lazy to care about her classes when they walked inside the massive ball room that the school rented out everyone was all dressed up.

Angelina and Manson walked into the ballroom together. The room was decorated with streamers, balloons, and twinkling lights. There were couples dancing on the dance floor, and others were chatting and laughing with their friends.

Manson led Angelina to the table where his friends were sitting. They all greeted Angelina with cold, judgmental stares, and whispered comments.

Angelina tried to ignore the stares and whispers from Mason's friends, but it was hard to ignore the coldness in their eyes.

Mason led Angelina to the dance floor and they started to dance. He held her tightly, but his touch didn't feel warm or comforting.

As they danced, Angelina could feel Mason's gaze wandering. He seemed distracted, and his eyes kept wandering to the other girls in the room.

Angelina tried to ignore it, but it was hard to ignore the fact that he was clearly not interested in her.

It was time to announce the prom king and queen. Everyone wasn't shocked when Manson was the prom king he waved his hand and chuckled. When it was time for the prom queen Angelina name came up. She was shocked she had never signed up her name. But SK walked up with her massive fat body. Tje person put the crown on her and stepped back when she was about to say something spaghetti sauce poured all over and clips of video appeared on a black screen it showed people all acting nice and everything. It was all fake all fake!

Angelina was shocked and humiliated as the truth was revealed to everyone. The video clips showed all the times people had acted kind and friendly to her, but it was all fake. It was all a set-up.

The crowd fell silent, and Angelina could feel everyone's eyes on her. She was humiliated and heartbroken.

"The ugly pig actually though Mason likes her it was bet!" One of Manson shouted and Manson laughed along with them and everyone joined in making mean comments.

Angelina stood there, feeling like her world was crashing down around her. She couldn't believe that Mason and her supposed friends had betrayed her like this.

The laughter and mocking continued, and Angelina just wanted to disappear. She couldn't take it anymore. Cora walked over and kissed Manson in front Angelina.

"It was disgusting being your friend ugly pig, complaining about being beautiful in your dreams," Cora said with a cold laughter.

Angelina felt like she wanted to cry, but she held back her tears. She couldn't believe that Cora, her best friend, had been pretending to be her friend all this time.

Mason and the others were still laughing and mocking her, enjoying the fact that she was being humiliated in front of everyone.

Angelina felt like a complete fool. She had trusted Mason and Cora, believed that they were her friends. But they had been lying to her this whole time, pretending to be her friend and laughing at her behind her back.

The laughter and mocking continued, and Angelina felt like she was suffocating. She couldn't take it anymore. She turned and ran out of the room.

Angelina was home alone, feeling more alone than ever. She curled up on the couch, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions.

She couldn't believe that Mason and Cora had betrayed her like that. She had trusted them, believed that they were her friends. But they had been faking it, laughing at her behind her back.

Angelina felt like her whole world had crumbled around her.

When her family came back home. Olivia, Ava, and Charlotte couldn't help but mock her and show the video to her.

"So ugly," Charlotte said.

"You new!" Angelina shouted.

"Of course I knew about that."

Angelina was about to attack Charlotte when Parke hit Angelina so hard and Victoria also hit.

"Servants grab the whip and hit her 1,000 times!" Parker shouted.

Angelina was shocked and terrified by her family's reaction. She tried to protest, but her father was furious and her stepmother just stood there, watching.

The servants brought out a whip and began to hit Angelina, counting each lash as they did. Angelina screamed and begged them to stop, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

The servants continued to hit Angelina, the sound of the whip cracking against her skin echoed throughout the room. She could feel the pain and the tears streamed down her face.

But after a while, the pain and the tears stopped. Angelina's heart hardened, and she became numb to the pain.

The beating continued, and the number of lashes increased. Angelina's body was covered in welts and bruises, but she didn't cry out or protest anymore.

The servants continued to count the lashes, and the number climbed higher and higher.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the beating stopped. Angelina was bruised and battered, her body aching and throbbing with pain.

Parker and Victoria looked at her, their faces cold and unfeeling.

"You will learn to behave yourself from now on," Parker said.

Angelina water broke and she went to labor. She refused to have her family in the labor room with her.

Angelina was just whipped half to death but she gave birth to triplets on Christmas Eve. She looked at her three kids she had to get C section to give birth and she had many problems but they are healthy she saw Parker who tried to take her kids away.

Angelina fought tooth and nail for her kids. She was already in so much pain and lost so much blood she fall down. She was only able to keep her two kids safe her daughter and her other son but she was unable to save her third child.

Angelina tried to protest, to fight to keep her third child, but she was too weak and in too much pain. She watched as her baby was taken away, and tears streamed down her face.

"Please," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Please don't take my baby."

The doctors and nurses ignored her pleas, and the baby was taken away. Angelina was left alone, her body battered and bruised, and her heart broken.

She lay there, holding her two remaining children tightly, feeling overwhelmed and helpless.

Angelina left Los Angeles and fled the country, taking her two children with her. She wanted to start over, to escape from the pain and the trauma of her past.

She found a small apartment in a different country, and settled into a new life, trying to rebuild her shattered self and raise her children alone.