WARNING

This story may have strong language that might affend some of the readers. Feel free to read on if the language will not offend you! (:
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Some days it hurt less than others. Some days I thought, maybe I can bear it, if only for a little while but it was only my self delusion. “You’re so full of shit! You know that don’t you Lo?” an irritated voice interrupted my thoughts. I glanced up realising it was my older sister Amy.

She walked along, looking defiant. Her platinum blonde hair reached down to her shoulders and she had sapphire eyes. Amy wore a pink singlet and a short black skirt that was well above the knees. Amy was only 15, the second oldest in our family and all the boys fell for her but she was a total bitch, especially towards me.

She pursed her glossed lips waiting for my little sister; Dolores who preferred to be called Lo, was only 5 years old and was such an energetic and innocent child, she was oblivious to most of the horrible things that went on in our family. I sometimes even envied her.

She walked by my side, her brown hair was straight and reached low on her figure and stunning light green eyes. Today she wore a red tutu like skirt with black polka dots; she had a white puffy sleeved shirt and a matching headband.

Lo’s eyes narrowed at Amy. “No! I’m not! Fairies are real!” she cried, waving her arms in the air dramatically. “They even live in our garden. They are so sneaky and smart so you can’t see them!” Lo stuck her tongue at Amy.

Amy expression changed for a moment, an arrogant smirk overcame her face. I called it her “smart ass” look. “Oh didn’t you realise Lo? If you say ‘fairies aren’t real’ then one dies… so that means… FAIRIES AREN’T REAL” Amy yelled at the top of her lungs.

Lo clapped 6 times before saying “If you clap 6 times then  the fairy comes back to life” Amy rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath about wishing Lo was a fairy so she could kill her off by saying she wasn’t real.

“Plus, Mona believes in fairies! She’s even coming fairy hunting in the garden with me this afternoon!” Lo said cheerfully, a grin covering her face. My stomach lurched. I hated being dragged into conversations like this.

Amy let out a sarcastic laugh. “Are you kidding me? Mona? That’s rich. Don’t you have a life? Oh wait you don’t! You don’t even have a group of friends to hang around with.” I shoved a piece of my fringe from my eyes irritated.


“I do too…” I replied, trying to keep my cool. Lo had already skipped off during this conversation into her school. It seemed we had already passed the primary school and the high school we attended was becoming closer and closer with every step we took.

Amy let out another laugh, holding her stomach. “Who? Oh... Adrian! That’s only one friend though. Besides you two are a perfect match for each other. You’re both…freaks”

Before I could retaliate she had already run off to join her group of bitchy friends. Amy was only in year 11 but she still didn’t hesitate to make a fool out of me, even though I was in a year below her.

I walked through the gates letting out a sigh. When I actually thought about it, I didn’t like that many people in our year and they didn’t like me that much either.

Before I could think any more into the matter a pair of hands covered my eyes. “Guess who?” a male voice asked. A smile came across my face. “Adrian?” I replied in a high pitched innocent tone.

“Damn…” he grumbled, removing his hands from my eyes and moving to my side as he started to walk with me. “How do you keep on guessing Mona?” he asked, with a warm smile, his blue eyes dancing.

“Well you do it every morning!” I replied, my cheeks turning red from blushing. I had known Adrian since year 1 and we had been friends ever since. I felt as if he was the only person I could talk to and trust. I also had a slight crush on him; I think he liked me too.

“So how are ya?” he asked in a casual tone, resting his hands behind his head now as he walked along with me. He wore a plain red t-shirt with a pair of daggy white shorts and matching red and white Nike high-tops. His hair was short and a caramel brown colour.

“Well besides having to talk to the bimbo bitch from hell (Amy) on my way to school this morning I’m fine.” Adrian let out a soft laugh. “What about Nina?” he asked again. “Isn’t she studying for a Uni exam or test?”

Nina was my 20 year old sister. She looked after the 3 of us including her. As well as managing two part time jobs (one as a tutor and one working at Coles) she also studied at Uni to become a lawyer or a psychologist. Something along those lines anyway. Out parents was a subject Nina never liked to bring up.

Our father had gotten with our mum and they rejoiced after having Nina and Amy. After Lo and I came he had grown up and left our mother. Our mother on the other hand then became an alcoholic and found another man with whom she went away with and was never seen again, leaving Nina to look after us.

“Yeah she’s been in lock down in her room studying for some up coming exam. It’s good because every night we get take away. Last night we had pizza.” I said with a grin.

The bell for class ran and I swore under my breath remembering that I had double German up first while Adrian had double History. I wouldn’t see him all morning.

Adrian gave me one of his warm smiles and whispered in my ear. His warm breath made me blush. “By the way, you look beautiful today. I like that look on you and your perfume… it’s amazing.”

Before I could even reply to his comment he ran off in the opposite direction, waving at me like mad. I ran to my locker in a daze, bumping into various students along the way and having to apologize repeatedly. I was glad that he liked what I was wearing.

It was a sleeveless black and white long top with a white frilly neck that went down and stopped above the middle of my boobs. Attached to that point I added a large black bow. I also wore black leggings and a pair of black high-top converse. My perfume smelt of cherry, I had chosen it just for him.

I grabbed my German folder and ran off to German, shuffling into the classroom with all the other students. I took my place by the window as usual. During this lesson we had to revise for a German speaking task in which we had to talk about ourselves for 5 minutes.

Out teacher Mr Belikov was a tall man. He always wore suit and had short cut black hair and a moustache. We were given a list of vocab which we had to copy down, and then we could get started on our speeches.

I always sat by myself in German, I had no friends in my class (not Adrian anyway) and they were all self conceited and claimed themselves to be “popular”

The lesson passed by quickly as I wrote down my entire speech and sorted out spelling mistakes. There was only 5 minutes left. My concentration faltered as a folded up not hit my desk.

I glanced around seeing it come from the direction of Claire Lander. One of the most popular girls in my year she was like a mini version of my sister Amy so Adrian and I called her the mini bimbo bitch from hell.

I grabbed the note and unfolded it carefully. I glanced at what she had written in her neat cursive handwriting. She even dotted her I’s with love hearts.

How is the baby doing? Is Adrian the father?

I quickly scribbled on the note my reply.

What do you mean?

She replied quickly enough and I opened the note, my mouth in shock as I read what had been written.

Well, your sister has been telling everyone that you’re pregnant and that you went around Adrian’s house and ‘got it on’

I felt pure anger flood through me and scrunched up the note in anger and let out a frustrated sigh. Mr Belikov stood in front of my desk. “Is there something that you would like to share with us Miss Haze?” he asked, gesturing towards the note.

I shook my head and hid the note away. The other students laughed. The bell for recess rang and I ran out as fast as I could and shoved my folder in my locker.

A dark hatred for my older sister Amy now ran through me. I walked outside, spotting her group and walked over to them slowly. Dark clouds gathered in the sky unknowingly to me.

Adrian ran over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off, my only focus was Amy. The wind now blew furiously around me and everyone else. I finally reached her and stood in front of them. I clenched my fists and the wind picked up around me, the clouds emitting loud books of lightning.

“Well. If it isn’t my little sister Mona. How’s the baby?” she asked in a mocking tone. I didn’t seem as if I could control my actions from this point on. I could feel the energy of the lightning flow through my body, my hair standing up, sparks emitting from it.

What happened next was unexpected to everyone even myself. I raised a pointed finger at her, sparks now flowing out of my index finger. A cruel smile crossed my face and a large jolt of lightning struck my sister, knocking her to the ground and unconscious. My vision started to falter and I collapsed.