☆ DESTINY ☆

"Same Difference?! Same flipping Difference?"

"Mum, I didn't mean to!"

"No!" Denise shouted. "You disobeyed me. You lied to me. You're grounded, Destiny. For good!"

Destiny had just arrived home from Same Difference, and her mother was not happy with her, at all.

In fact, she was so unhappy that when Destiny had arrived home, as soon as she had opened the door, she had stopped to see her mum standing there, absolutely furious as she was stomping her foot and crossing her arms at the same time.

Now Destiny had rarely gotten into trouble, but she knew she had messed up, big time.

It was even worse for her because she had lied this whole time about where she was going: she had said that she was going to Valentina's parents' anniversary party but that was far off from the truth.

Like, yeah.

Denise knew that she wasn't going there and everything, but she had absolutely no idea that Destiny was going off to Same Difference.

Same Difference of all places?

Terrorist attacks like that had rarely happened though, if anything. That was just an unfortunate situation of being in the wrong place at the completely wrong time.

Destiny's siblings were on the stairs watching, but she couldn't have been bothered to tell them to go away, because they weren't laughing at her or anything.

They had actually felt really bad for her.

Minus Treyvonetta.

She didn't really like her.

"I didn't know that there was going to be a terrorist attack, mum!" Destiny cried, and she was really crying too. She hadn't even cried this much when Kiandre had rejected her.

But Denise didn't want to hear it. Terrorist attack or not, that had still given Destiny no right to go to Same Difference tonight.

Denise had no words for her daughter really. She had just told her to go upstairs, with Destiny arguing on many reasons why she shouldn't have done that...

But her mum didn't want to hear it again.

Furiously, Destiny had stormed upstairs, shutting her room door behind her before screaming that she hated her life.

Absolutely hated her life, and she didn't care who had listened.

Israel and Priscilla had just stared at each other intensely when Destiny had gone to her room, before whispering something to one another and then going downstairs to talk to Denise.

Denise had never been so infuriated before.

She had even forced Destiny to close her door again after slamming it shut the first time, but Destiny had refused, only extending her punishment.

"Uhm... you OK, mum?" Israel wanted to know, the three of them sitting down right next to Denise, who was just angrily watching the news on TV about the terrorist attack at Same Difference tonight.

"Of course I'm not OK, Israel; just who does that girl think she is?! I don't know what the heck has gotten into her lately, but I bet her friends have something to do with all this!"

"You're probably against this, mum, but me and Israel kinda think that maybe you're being a bit too hard on her."

That shut Denise up for good.

She was being too hard on Destiny?

How on Earth was she being too hard on Destiny?

She had a right to be mad.

Destiny had lied to her, she had gone to one of the worst nightclubs of all time without her consent, although even if it was with Denise's consent anyway, she would have probably said no to her daughter either way, because it did not take a genius to realise that Same Difference was a messed up nightclub.

A very messed up nightclub.

And Destiny had nearly gotten killed there.

But that wasn't the only reason on why Denise was mad though.

Apparently Destiny had snuck her friends into the house without permission (for like the tenth time this month), and she had just straight up changed her behaviour, but it wasn't for the better.

She was so studious, she had used to be like that in the past anyway.

But now?

It was like she was the extreme opposite, and Denise did not like it.

Destiny would have almost always woken up early to study, but she had rarely done that anymore.

Denise had nothing against the girl going Richard Gold today, but if she had known that she was shopping for Same Difference?

She wouldn't have let her go.

"In case you're wondering how Priscilla and I think you're being too hard on her, she's an adult, mum. She's 18. She's allowed to make her own decisions."

"I get that, Israel, but I just don't want my daughter getting killed out there!" Denise cried. "I just wish she had some sense in her to realise that she's changed for the worse."

It was very unhelpful when Treyvonetta had said that she had liked her mum disciplining Destiny, because she had never really liked her anyway.

Everyone had literally given her a dirty look after that... before Treyvonetta had suggested that maybe all three of them should have talked to Destiny upstairs because she had literally never been so angry before.

"No, Destiny really needs some space right now, so the best thing we can do it give it to her," Priscilla squeaked. She had seen and spoken to Destiny when she was annoyed, and it was not a pretty sight- at all. She didn't want to risk anything again. "So I think that the best thing we can do is to give it to her."

"But at the same time, I kinda feel like she needs her siblings to be there for her," Israel had pointed out. "So let's go and comfort her. And Treyvonetta- I know it's hard for you but be nice."

Then they were off.

It wasn't that Treyvonetta wasn't nice though.

She was.

Just not to Destiny because Destiny wasn't nice to her... but that was probably because she wasn't nice to Destiny.

Either way, they had a love hate relationship. Mainly hate, until further notice.

Whilst Destiny's siblings were making their way upstairs to comfort Destiny, Destiny in the meantime had kept cursing to herself about how much she had hated her life.

I hate my life!

Everything about it!

Except from the fact that my phone's not confiscated- I guess that's the only good thing about it but yeah.

I hate everything else.

She had screamed into her pillow because she had nothing else better to do, plus her phone was charging and she didn't like the idea of using a phone whilst charging it at the same time.

All of a sudden though, Treyvonetta had entered her room, and when Destiny had heard the knock, she had told them to go away.. but in a nice way though.

"Not in the mood!"

"It's Treyvonetta."

"Then definitely not in the mood!"

At the other side of the door, Treyvonetta had rolled her eyes, wanting to walk away from everything but didn't because Israel had stopped her.

"We're all her siblings, and we're all going to comfort her, you, me & Priscilla, whether you like it or not."

"But Destiny hates me!" Treyvonetta screamed, frowning and folding her arms. "And we all know that!"

Israel was about to say that she didn't, and just because they had annoyed each other half the time didn't necessarily mean that they had hated each other.

Because that wasn't true.

Israel hadn't gotten along with a lot of people in life but he didn't hate them. Same with Priscilla to be honest: some people had hated her sweetness and/or had mistaken her kindness for weakness.

But she didn't hate them, it was just a misunderstanding.

Priscilla had knocked the door next, telling Destiny that is was her, with Destiny saying to her that she thought it was Treyvonetta instead.

"It's all three of us. So please open up, because we want to comfort you.. and mum said that we only have three minutes to talk to you."

Reluctantly, Destiny had then opened the door for them, with Israel saying that he had gotten chocolate for her from the fridge (Dairy Milk Oreo) with Treyvonetta accidentally on purpose eating some.

Then they had all sat down on Destiny's bed to comfort her, Treyvonetta in huge trouble by her older siblings over the chocolate situation.

"You ate the chocolate for Destiny?!" Priscilla snapped.

"It's chocolate!" Treyvonetta wailed. "You know chocolate is my weakness! Especially Dairy Milk!"

No, Treyvonetta wasn't spoilt.

She had just really liked chocolate that it was unbelievable.

Every time she had seen chocolate at the shop, she would have literally stopped to stare at it, staying in the sweet and chocolate aisle until the end of time.

Either way, Destiny wanted to know what they were here for, with Israel saying to her that they had all felt really bad for her and that their mum shouldn't really have lashed out at her like that because it wasn't right.

They had comforted her for about two minutes or so, hugging her at the end, as two minutes was how long all of them were allowed to talk to Destiny because she was grounded.

Whenever Destiny was grounded, which was very rarely, because she was actually a really good kid (despite today she had never really done anything wrong really), she wasn't allowed to talk to anyone and she had to stay upstairs unless stated otherwise.

Apparently, Destiny's phone had to be taken away from her as well because she was under punishment, but Destiny wanted to keep it for five more minutes because she wanted to check her notifications.

Therefore, after all of her siblings had left, she had gone on her phone, seeing an important message from Calista saying:

Check your Instagram x

Why? Destiny wanted to know.

Calista had replied after like ten minutes.

Not really.

It was only like 50 seconds.

But it felt like 10 minutes, not that Destiny was counting or anything because she wasn't.

Oh who was she kidding?

She was.

Just check it, baby. Kiandre ain't who you think he is. Chantelle was right.

Reluctantly, Destiny had then checked her Instagram, realising that a video was tagged with her name.

And it said this overall:

Destiny was very, very shocked.

Hey y'all! In case you don't know me, my name is Siobhan. I'm one of Kiandre's ex girlfriends & Destiny, honestly?

If you're watching this?

Thank you so much for pepper spraying Kiandre! He is a two timing player and I hate him!! He cheated on me!

He's cheated on many girls. Not just me. Apparently he's cheated on like 20 people now. He's messed up! So thanks again, Destiny. Everyone, go follow Destiny!

Then her Instagram name was below, for people to follow her and all that.

"Dang, Kiandre cheated on her? But she's so pretty."

Siobhan was light skinned. Curly hair. Brazilian. Freckles. Beautiful.

Then unexpectedly, Destiny had called God.

"God!"

Yes, Destiny.

"So Kiandre rejecting me.."

Was me protecting you. Rejection is my protection. You deserved so much better than him. The right person will come eventually.

Just be patient. And honestly? You're better off with Kerazin. Maybe even Kazenosuke. But not Kiandre. I knew he was a player all along.

Destiny was so happy when she had heard this news: the guy she had thought was perfect really wasn't!

She had then hugged her phone tightly, sighing and lying on her bed.

You know what?

Maybe my life isn't so bad after all.

Well, that's the end of Destiny's part, y'all! Next is Kazenosuke's. Kazenosuke & Destiny get real close during this part, in case any of y'all are wondering how Kazenosuke fits into the plot. :)