What A Shame!!

Chapter 1

911 - ELISE

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On earth each species was an unchanging Ideal Form, Well at least that's what the ancient thought was for evolution. But among them Aristotle who clearly give the idea of Scala Naturae or Ladder of Nature - In this 'Great Chain of Being' each form represented a link in the progression from the most imperfect to perfect . The most perfect aka at the top was us humans . He gave this idea from the perspective of evolution of body and its functioning organs.
But if you flip the coin, you will notice that Humans are not that perfect.

"Where is Rose?"

A usually toneless and gruff voice disturbed my peace of bliss which if I think now is very rare to find since I am in my senior year . Blake buffy and gigantic form (its make sense as he is captain of Lacrosse) over my trivial and petite form .

"I don't know." I said irritatedly while shoving a spoon full of fried rice . Sneering at me when he noticed that I didn't looked at me he stomped out of the cafeteria door in search of his Juliette . Sighing I continue to eat my fried rice from my lunch box, wishing  that he would sometimes show his little bit of concern for me too after all I am his twin sister.

Blake and I share same surname, same mother and father but not same home. Noah Kingsley and Quinn Kingsley were a happy couple or that so I thought . They divorced when me and Blake were of age 10 . Our mother bring the topic of divorce when we were at dinner table and was stuffing our stomach with pizza and cake as it was their anniversary (neither had we know that it will be the last hurrah to their marriage.) After that it was all blurred out memory but I did remembered seeing my father face and recognizing the feelings which I now am very familiar with, pain and agony. I still did not know the reason of their divorce, maybe Blake did as our Dad was open and warm human who believe in good and happiness but our Mother was totally different, closed and judging cold human who know nothing about ounce of love, maybe that is the reason why I and her still cannot not have a civil conversation without gunning at each other with mean words.

I always have been Papa girl, that's why I wanted to go with him and Blake but that's not my fate and my mother wanted . In conclusion I went with my mother and Blake with Dad and due to that the distance between the family grew with time . I still go by Kingsley (the fight I had to put with my mother dearest) but Mother goes by now McClain by marrying big shot business bachelor Peter McClain.

Closing the pink plastic lid of my lunch box after I had eaten my food, shoving it in my black school bag I made my way outside of cafeteria knowing their are still many eyes on me even Blake had gone outside. I know what they are thinking - "Why boyfriend of Rose is talking to her bully?"

You see, no one know that I am twin sister of Blake because even though we are twins our feature is different only if someone will concentrate hard on both of us then only they can see the similarities. About being bully of Rose, well in sophomore year Rose came as a new student and also Blake first love. Due to this I hated Rose and was used to bully her, in my way of getting attention of Blake because he was ignoring me . It was not like he did not ignore me earlier but at least he talked to me and sometimes ate lunch with me but it all stopped when he came to know that our mother is remarrying again or from what he told me, rudely too "I don't want to associate with someone who is in contact with Quinn McClain."

I somewhat understand that he is letting his anger out at me from all our parents fiasco but what about me? Is it fair to treat me like punching bag? In the end it doesn't matter because in his eyes I mold into someone which he do not even want to acquaintance with. That hurts! not gonna lie and maybe that's why this hurt become so superior among all my feelings that I can't feeling anything except hurt. Maybe that's why I bullied her but whom I am giving excuses, I should know better that Bullying someone is not a excuse.

Till I was in junior year, I became a psycho literally not kidding. I was feeling like I am going crazy, small things, single sentence even my name triggered me so bad that I had no control over my mouth, hand and feelings. So seeing this my mother feared that I will not only ruin her reputation in society but I will also ruin Peter business. She sent me to therapist which is the only action of her I am thankful about.

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"Piper, have you gotten your mid term marks?"

Looking up from my expensive juicy steak with fancy vegetables as side dish, I peer at Peter who is looking at me with stoic face and raised his left eyebrow in question when I didn't respond immediately.

"I got A in every subject except ..." Grinding my teeth I stopped speaking and unconsciously my grip on fork and knife become tight.

"Except?" My eyes move towards where the cold and feminine voice come from - my mother.

Gulping I said "Except Mathematics."
Well that was not surprise as I was not good at math's at all , by luck I sometimes got A "I failed it." I watch in fascination as Peter pale face become cherry red in second and mother is taking deep breath in and out in hope of calming herself did get noticed by me .

"Go to your room!" Screamed Peter in deep rage .

"I haven't finished my dinner." I looked at him straight in eyes while holding the steak with fork (left hand) and and cutting it with knife (right hand).

"That's the point, you wench! You are not allowed to eat till next dinner."

"I will eat if I want to Peter." If glare could kill me then I would have been dead by now from his deathly laser beams coming out of his brown now almost black eyes.

"I am not even surprised by now as you had inherited this nasty attitude from you good for nothing father." He spitted the words.

I don't know what happen next but I heard breaking of ceramic plate on which my steak was once and screeching of my mother. I arise from my arm chairs and made my upstairs .

"I am your wife daughter too. Don't forget that." My back facing to them I said it in loud voice . After that the voices became incoherent to me. Tears of pain keep falling from my black eye .

Slaming the mahogany door of my room, I dive face first to my silky black blanket of my queen size bed. Vibration start coming from my google pixel 5 (smart phone) from my boyfriend jeans, opening my phone I met with the sight of dozens of notification from instagram.

I groaned loudly in irritation when I saw that I have been tagged to so many photos of Rose who is wet in water and from the description it looks like it's not clean water.

Not only the sight but her smells also make me gag..
#freakynerd #vomit #garbage #Rose

Switching off my phone I throw it somewhere in bed . That post only made my mood more worse not only it will only make Blake more angry with me but the talk about Rose will also remind me that how I have ruined her life.

Even if I have realized my mistake the others do not, they only get encouraged by my past actions and letting me know how I have hurt someone just for my pleasure.

Since I am not going to get sleep today after all this drama better start practicing math's problem.

And that's what I did till my seven o'clock alarm rang....

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How was it??