Charlize's P.O.V. (Finally!)
Ever since my sister started college, I've felt a little neglected. She's only been focusing on three things: her work, her bedroom, and repairing her social life. We barely spend time with each other anymore. I always hang out with Ti or Tam whenever they're home, because Kaelynn's too busy doing other things. I'm not trying to sound like a whiny brat that just wants all the attention. I just miss my sister.
The front door opened, and I looked up from a book I was reading to see my sister coming in. Her eyes were focused on the carpet, and I went back to reading. Besides, she would just go up to her room and sulk the rest of the day. But, instead, she came and sat beside me, which surprised me. Maybe she was too tired to go upstairs?
"What's up?" I said, trying to not sound as shocked as I actually was.
"Mason..." she mumbled, and I rolled my eyes. All she ever talks to is Mason. No Char, just Mason. I hated him even though we haven't properly met.
"What happened?" I asked in a monotone voice, bored of the conversation before it even started.
"He talked to me..."
Did she really just do all that to tell me he talked to her?!? I slammed my book closed, and tossed it to the chair in front of us. Just as my butt was rose in the air, ready to walk away, Kaelynn said, "We talked about my problems".
And those words made me fall back in my seat. She's actually told somebody about her "problems"? What problems did she have, besides the occasional panic attack? I didn't even know she had additional issues!
"What problems?" I asked, finally focusing on my sister.
"I haven't told you?"
I shook my head. "You haven't told me a lot of things lately, like you used to."
"Oh..." A look of wonder and confusion appeared on her face.
"What problems?" I repeated. In this situation, I felt like the older sister, while Kay was the younger. As much as any younger sister would love this, I hate it. It shows my sister...isn't really acting like a sister towards me anymore. And I know Mama would be disappointed.
"My panic attacks, whenever I rub my legs or arms when I'm not actually cold, my nerves. That's what I told Mason--"
"HOW CAN YOU TELL MASON THESE THINGS BEFORE ME?!?" I outbursted, accidentally. Kaelynn flinched slightly, and I sighed.
"I'm sorry, I haven't had time--"
"Don't say you 'haven't had time', because we all know you've had plenty of it. All those times you were stuck in your room, doing God knows what, you could have told me and the twins. But, no. YOU wanted to tell somebody you've known only a WEEK, instead of people you've known for YEARS! What happened to 'I'll never get a boyfriend' when we were younger? Huh? Or 'I'll always protect you'? Or how about 'I'm never trusting anyone else again'? I'm sorry to say that you've changed. You are not the same Kaelynn I've known two years ago. You aren't the same person."
Kaelynn's look of disbelief made me want to take it all back. But, why would I take back the truth? Everything I have said is true. She's changed, and isn't the same anymore.
"I'm sorry, Char. I've had a lot on my mind--"
"Oh, you have?" I asked, with so much sarcasm in my voice. "Well, have you had dreams about YOUR DEAD MOTHER?"
That made Kaelynn freeze. I was so heated, I didn't even want to stay in the same room as her. I got up and stormed out, trying to hold back the tears that were attempting to escape.
Yes, I do have dreams about our mom. Not the one that we had before the orphanage days. Our actual blood mom. The dreams would be mixed. Some would be of happy memories, or what could happen if she was here now. Others would be mightmares, like the accident, or something dealing with Brian. Kaelynn was right. He was trouble. And it's a good thing that I was around him a lot, because I know a lot more things than Kaelynn do.
Once I was in my room, I started cuddling with Zesty. He's known about my dreams/nightmares, and has been there for me while Kaelynn's just...out of it.
"Char? Char, come here, please!" I heard Kaelynn call while she was climbing the stairs.
I just stroked Zesty, not answering.
"You're in your room, huh? Look, I'm sorry--"
"Don't talk to me, Kaelynn. Go do something else 'more important', instead of talking to your SISTER!"
"Please? I'm sooooo sorry, I didn't think--"
"That's the problem! You don't think like you used to anymore! Is this all because Mom died?!?"
Silence was what I got in response. This had to be the answer to all her problems and her inability to think straight. I sighed, I couldn't deal with this right now.
"I'm calling Camren, so I can stay over at her house," I announced, grabbing the cell phone our mom bought me. I felt a shot of pain in my chest as I saw the wallpaper of the three of us being happy. Those happy times were over. Dead and gone.
A/N: A cute picture edit of Char and Cam. Adorable! Made it myself. XD
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