Power of M

Chapter 3

3. My sister is smarter than me. Oh wait you knew that.

"Ok nice pictures" I grumbled. "Thanks for having a kiddies arts and crafts time." Ash ginned. "Don't mention it" her smile faded. "I'm disappointed too".

I yawned. "Can I sleep here? Your bed is comfy. You can go to my room and sleep on the floor." She laughed. 

"Nuh-uh. I'd rather sleep in my room on the floor". I smirked. 

"No one's stopping you. Go ahead."I snuggled around the mattress trying to get comfortable and put a pillow on my face. She jumped onto me and started punching me. Is this how all girls behave normally?

I started singing Mercy by Shawn Mendes and she quit punching me and started miming holding a mike. Then she poked my chest and smirked.

 "You are such an ass". #siblinggoals. "Thanks for the random info. I'll keep it in mind." I pushed her off my stomach, onto my knees and then onto the floor. She advanced me holding a pillow grinning wickedly. Then she tripped over pretty much nothing and embraced my stomach lovingly to stop herself from falling. After like a few seconds, I realized that she wasn't getting up and removing her arms from around my stomach. Her expression was sort of distant and sad. I kind of awkwardly put my arm around her and she slowly slid to the floor. 

"I miss not having a mom and dad." She said suddenly and turned back to look up at me. "What about you?" I shrugged. "I miss not knowing what normal parents are like and I also wish we knew something about our own parents".

"Yeah, that woman who looked after us loved us so much and we were like a total family." She said sarcastically and then laughed bitterly at her own words. At this point I didn't know what to say. None of the random sentences that popped into my head seemed to be appropriate for this situation.

 Both of us waited silently, none of us actually wanting to break the peaceful but rather awkward silence. She looked at me again. "Do you really think they just left us? Did we mean that little to them?" I stopped myself from shrugging. I didn't want her to know that I didn't really care anymore. That I had moved on.

"I don't know Ash. We have nothing to go on. We both have no idea. Maybe someone murdered them." Ash shivered and then she leapt to her feet, her eyes shining enthusiastically. "What did you say, like right now?" I immediately started reciting my lines as if I was getting them from some script. "I don't know Ash. We have nothing to go on. We both have no....." 

"Shut up" she said face palming. "I meant what you said last." I scowled at her, for the lack of appreciation for my brilliant memory but I thought about it because I wanted to see where all this was going.

"Um...oh yeah. I said maybe someone murdered them". She suddenly shivered violently as if she had got struck by lightning or was having some sort of nervous seizure. I was like, 

"Ash do you need a doctor or some medical help? Or would you prefer a burger? Your choice", when she grabbed my hand abruptly making me jump. "Don't you SEE?" she yelled the last word into my ear making me cringe away feeling like my ear drums were going to burst. I started yelling right back at her. 

"Of course I can SEE. It's not like I'm blind or anything."

She rolled her eyes. "You don't get it do you?" I debated whether to act like I totally knew what she was talking about or play dumb. Playing dumb sounded the easier of the two so I carried it out. She face palmed.

"So your tattoo is M right?" I nodded trying to stop myself from yawning. "And it's black right?" I almost punched her in the face. "I am not freaking color blind. Why is every idiot who sees my tattoo going on about the color? It's black. I know. Get it. I freaking understand that this stupid tattoo is black." I yelled into her face and then felt repulsed at myself when I saw a hurt look flash across her face and her under lip start to tremble. My anger melted away and I started feeling really bad.