Chapter Five: Divorce Agreement

Chapter Five: Divorce Agreement

Miracle's POV

I stared at my step-sister and only then I noticed the glow she had. She also gained a little weight. 

"And I'm guessing she gave you what I can't?" 

"Yes." Mark proudly said and hugged Blair in front of me. I did not miss the way she smirked at me when she thought no one else could see.

I was calm on the outside, but I was breaking all over again inside. I was a screaming mess and it's taking everything in me not to break down in front of them. My hands started shaking and my eyes brimming with tears. 

My eyes shifted to my so-called father who is just letting Mark insult his own daughter in front of him. But then again, he always favored Blair over me. Ever since she came to this house, she became the princess. His favorite child. She was the good and smart daughter while I was the worthless one.

"I didn't expect you to be the father of the year, Dad, you never were, but you could have at least told me about me if you knew," I started, my voice breaking. "Three years. I wasted three years married to a man fūcking your own step-daughter. Me, Dad, your own blood! You should be on my side and not theirs!" I exclaimed in tears but still remained standing. 

"Stop being dramatic, Miracle. A man's honor is a child and you can't give him that so he went looking somewhere else. I don't see anything wrong with that. The divorce papers are in your hand. You can free yourself now and everyone can be happy." 

I gasped softly at his words that felt like knives embedding into my skin, tearing my skin and making me bleed out the blood I share with him on the floor. 

I can't believe those words came from the very man who made me. 

"And you call yourself a father? God, what did I expect from you anyway?" I barked out a laugh and started signing the papers one by one, hearing Blair cry out in happiness and her mother hugging her. 

"We're free now, Mother." Blair cried dramatically and I looked at them in repulsion. Are these really the people I lived with for so many years?

Even my father has a proud smile on his face while looking at Mark and Blair. My stomach churned and I wanted to vomit everything I ate. 

"Congratulations to you all. I hope you all rot in hell." I said coldly and took a step towards the stairs when Mark blocked my way. "What are you doing?"

"Did we forget to mention that from now on, you no longer have the right to live here?" He asked with a smug look on his face and I looked at Dad. 

"You are letting these people kick out your real family?" I exclaimed in disbelief. 

"What real family, Mira? We are his real family." Delilah interrupted, wrapping her manicured hand around my father who smiled at her words. 

I clenched my fists, crumpling the papers. "You are a coward. You both are cowards!" 

I gasped when I felt a sting on my cheek and I glared at Mark, holding my hurt cheek. 

"Hon, stop." I heard Blair say in feign sympathy, but I knew she was the one celebrating the most. 

I let the hand holding the papers fly to his face and watched the divorce papers slowly fall to the ground. 

"You ungrateful jerk. You wouldn't be wearing those expensive suits if it weren't for me. I picked you up from the street when you were no one and you have the nerve to hurt me?!" 

Blair appeared in front of Mark to touch his face and hugged him before turning to me.  "Just leave, Mira, please. We just want to be happy. Mark and I are in love, can't you see? I know you will find the right man for you someday."

"Stop pretending you care! And I am not leaving without my things and my mother!" 

Blair stepped closer to me and whispered, "What do you mean yours, sister? Your father disowned you, your husband divorced you. Nothing here is yours. Your things, your money, your car, your family, they are all mine now." She taunted me in a voice that only I could hear.

I pushed her away from me, but the drama queen made it look more dramatic and she fell to the ground. Mark, my father and Delilah were on her in a second, and they all glared at me. 

"You evil witch! Blair has always been so kind to you!" Delilah screamed at me, and I couldn't help but feel nervous when Blair was clutching her stomach with pain evident on her face.

Mark pointed his finger at me. "If something happens to her and our child, I will never forgive you!" 

I breathed heavily and I was about to walk past them when I heard voices behind me and when I turned around, I saw cops entering the house. 

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. We are here to make an arrest. Is Mrs. Miracle Reeve here?" 

I stepped back and automatically defended myself. "I didn't do anything wrong! What do you mean you're arresting me officers? On what ground?"

The officers walked closer to me and showed me the warrant they have. "You are under arrest for theft."

"You filed a case against me?!" I asked my father who's standing with his other family instead of standing with me. "I never stole anything from you!" 

Dad just stared at me without any hint of guilt in his face. "See you in court, Miracle, and don't worry, we will take care of your mother." 

The officers handcuffed me while reciting my rights and I started thrashing around. 

"No! Mom!" I screamed and looked desperately for her, as if she would magically be healed and save me. 

I was not even afraid of being wrongfully accused. I am scared of not seeing my mother anymore and leaving her behind to these monsters! God knows what they will do to her! 

"I tried to defend you, dear sister. I'm sorry. Don't worry, we will visit you." Blair said, now standing on her feet, and wiped her fake tears. 

"Hopefully, you will reflect on what you did wrong while you're inside, Miracle." Mark said with a fake sadness in his face but I could see a stupid grin on his face. 

"Our poor daughter, Norman!" Delilah cried out and hid her face in my father's chest, but I knew she too, was smiling behind her act. 

I looked at them one by one, cursing them and wishing for their death in my head. 

"This isn't over. I will make you all pay for this. You might be laughing now, but I promise I will have the last laugh!" 

This isn't the end. I will come back and I will save my mother, and myself from them. That is a promise.