Faded (Rock Star Trilogy)

had confidence. So, Stacy told me to fake it. She said the longer you fake it, the more natural it feels. Once day you will realize that you’re not faking anymore. The heels just help remind me that I am one fucking awesome bitch .”
    Bridgett nods. “I had a teacher tell me that once… She said to look in the mirror everyday and tell yourself ‘I’m beautiful’. After a little while, you’re supposed to start believing it. I tried it. It didn’t work.”
    “Well, you’re crazy not to believe it. Because you are beautiful.”
    She rolls her eyes. “Whatever. You’re the beautiful twin. I’m the nerdy twin.”
    “Bridgett, we are identical . Most people can’t tell us apart,” I shake my head at her. “The only reason why you think I’m more beautiful is because I have confidence. I’m telling you, if you had confidence, between me and you, we could take over the world.”
    She smiles, and for once I think she actually understands what I’m saying.
    “So, who are you going to be for Halloween?”
    “I’m not,” she says. “We aren’t going anywhere, so what’s the point? At least you get to dress up for school.”
    “Sometimes it’s fun to dress up for no reason at all,” I shrug.
    The doorbell rings, and I know Stephan is going to be waiting downstairs. I’m surprised he actually rang the bell today.
    “How do I look?” I ask Bridgett.
    She looks at me. “Like a slutty zombie.”
    “That was exactly the look I was going for! If you change your mind about the costume, I bought an extra outfit for you. It’s sitting on your bathroom counter.”
    “I won’t,” she promises.
    As I walk into the hallway to head downstairs, I see Alec coming out of his room. He lets out an extremely girly scream when he sees me.
    “You scared the shit out of me,” he says. “No offense, but if you really were a zombie, I’d kill you.”
    I laugh. “Hey, see if you can talk Bridgett into dressing up for Halloween. I bought her the same costume as me. She needs to do something fun. Oh, Mona’s having a party tonight. You two should go.”
    “Are you going to come?” he asks.
    “Nope,” I say as I head down the stairs. “Stephan and I are going to go trick or treating with Anna.”
    “You guys are boring!” Alec yells after me.
    I just laugh, and make my way to the front door. When I open the door though, it isn’t Stephan standing on the other side. It’s my dad.
    “What the fuck are you doing here?” I ask him. About that time, the documentary crew pulls up, and runs toward us. I guess they don’t want to miss this.
    “Am I not allowed to visit my only daughter? And why are you dressed like a corpse?”
    I roll my eyes at his comment. “I am not your only daughter, and you fucking know it.”
    “For all we know, Stacy is dead,” he says. “And why is every other word out of your mouth the F-word? Have you been hanging out with Alec again?”
    “Stacy is very much alive, and so is your granddaughter .” I cross my arms over my chest. “You have some nerve coming here. You’re not invited, and I want you to leave.”
    Alec and Bridgett both come downstairs when they hear me yelling, and my dad looks between Bridgett and me.
    “How?”
    “Does how really matter? And you fucking knew. How could you take me, and leave her?” I ask, and then shake my head. “It doesn’t even matter now. You and Mom are monsters, and I’m glad she didn’t have to grow up with you two as her parents.”
    “I made you who you are!”
    “No. You controlled me, manipulated me, lied to me, and used me for your own personal gain. I’m just sorry that it took me so long to tell you to fuck off.”
    “Scarlett, we can work this out.”
    Stephan walks up behind my dad. Seeing him makes me feel one hundred times better. His zombie make-up is awesome, so I know his mom must have done it.
    “No, we can’t. Now please move so my boyfriend can come inside,” I demand.
    He moves out of the way, and Stephan walks inside. “Seriously? This is your boyfriend?”
    “Yes! Not that it’s any of your business.”
    “You’re ruining your career. That is my business.”
    “No it isn’t!” Ugh, does he ever give up? “I fired you, remember. Bridgett is my new manager. You’re cut out of my life forever. I don’t want to see you. Ever again .”
    “You can’t be serious,” he says, angrily. “I’m your father. You can’t just fire me!”
    “I can, and I did. Now leave before I call the