It Ain't Black And White

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Hit

"What are you still doing here cora?"

Hit, kick, hit.

"Cora stop. Go home and get some sleep. You have school tomorrow"
'argh fuck that place' removing my gloves, I walked over to my bag, throwing them inside and zipped it up.
"Is there something troubling you cora?" 'life' "I'm fine. I will be back tomorrow" "you are going to wear yourself out" putting the strap of my bag over my shoulder, I walked straight past David and out of the gym. 'argh of course it's fucking bucketing down rain. The story of my life'. With every step, I only got more soaked, my clothes sticking to my body. Entering the modern looking house, some people call a home, I shut the door.
"Cora where have you been?" "Daddy she was most likely out sleeping with some man" I rolled my eyes "dancing in the rain. What's it look like" walking up the stairs to my room, I opened my door and walked in closing it again. Throwing my bag on the ground, I started stripping out of my clothes. Hearing my door open, I rolled my eyes. "I do not know what's going on with you cora. You used to be a really good girl" "yeah well things change don't they. You have your perfect daughter down there" "you and Amelia used to be really close" 'oh yeah real fucking close' "we were never close, she just puts on some good girl act. Where at school, she puts her hands on any guy she can get" "daddy don't believe her" "get out of my room" "cora" "get out of my room Amelia" "Amelia please step out" "daddy I just want to help" "oh you are full of shit" "cora I don't like this language" "GET OUR OF MY ROOM AMELIA" "argh see daddy, this attitude is what I always cop" "cora" "tell her to piss off" "Amelia leave this room now" 'argh I can not stand the fake bitch' "I don't know what to do with you cora, I don't know what has made you spiral out of control but this is not like you" 'oh what do you want me to say that your other daughter is a spoilt brat and tries to make my life a living hell' "its just me" "this isn't you. If this keeps going, I will be sending you to live with your mom" I shrugged "just push me aside for that brat like always, I get it" "I'm not pushing you aside" "oh really? When was the last time you actually gave a fuck about what I do?" "Cora language" seeing my door open again I clenched my fist "GET OUT" "daddy I have an idea" "GET OUT" "cora" "fine she can stay in here but I'm leaving" "and where will you go, to your boyfriend's" I rolled my eyes "unlike you I'm still a virgin. I'm sick of this" "I am a virgin" "GET OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM" "AMELIA GET OUT" I shook my head in frustration.
This is what I put up with all the damn time. If she isn't trying to make my life hell at school, it's at home too.
Slumping on my bed dad spoke "sit up straight cora" straightening my back I grabbed out my phone "we need to talk" "well that spoilt brat keeps interrupting" "she is not spoilt" "oh really? Thats interesting" "if this keeps going I will send you to your mom's" 'like that's a threat. I'd rather be there with her' "are we done. I'm Saturated and want to go for a shower" "you have not ate" "no, I'm not hungry" "cora this is not good. You aren't eating correctly, you are out until all hours of the night.." seeing my door open again I shook my head "GET OUT" "daddy maybe we can.." "OUT AMELIA" "daddy I'm just trying to help" "how about you keep your stuck up nose out of my business. Is it that dad is talking to me and you are jealous?. Don't you get enough attention from the boys at school" "I do not" "GET OUT OF MY ROOM" "its not that pretty anyway" Amelia closed the door "argh I can't stand her" "she is your sister" 'im going to bring the stupid bitch down. I already have enough images, I just need to get them printed' "only by blood, I have friends more trustworthy than her" "if you keep going down this path, you won't have anyone" "I will have those that aren't fake and like me for who I am" "and who is that?, Was Amelia correct? Do you have a boyfriend?" "Not likely" "that is not an appropriate answer" "no I do not have a boyfriend. I concentrate on my studies, I don't have time for that crap" "I was told you have not been attending your dance lessons" "I do not like to dance like a prima ballerina, Amelia does" "and what interests you?" "Sleep" "come down stairs and have some food" "I just want to shower and get some sleep" "when did you eat last?" "At five o'clock" 'lies' "at five?" "Yes..I had an early dinner. Now can I please go shower?" "Fine. Sleep well" dad walked out and I stood up. Locking my bedroom door, I stripped out of the rest of my clothes then walked into the bathroom. 'argh I hate this place and that stupid sister of mine'.
Standing in the shower rinsing the sweat and rain off of my body, I grabbed my sponge adding some body wash to it then cleaned my body. Rinsing my body off, i washed my hair then rinsed it out.
Turning the shower off, I wrapped a towel around my head and dried my body off. throwing my towel in the basket, I put on my basket ball shorts and a loose t'shirt then towel dried my hair. Brushing my light brown hair, that sits just below my breasts when dry. when i finished, I moved to my bed.
Grabbing out my school books, I got started on my home work. Hearing my door knob turn I internally grinned. 'that bitch can fuck right off' if my dad sends me to my mom's then I will be happy. At least with her, she won't judge me for who I am. My mom is a care free woman, no wonder she left my dad. We talk a lot too, I just haven't seen her in quite a few months. I try concentrate on my schooling and spending time with my friends as well as go to the gym to train. I'm not training for anyone else besides myself. I used to be a little over weight but not these days. Still I get called the cow, elephant, loser, fatty and any other name they come up with. I like to dance too but not that boring crap that dad forced me to do. It's Amelia's style. She is the pretty princess, gets everything she wants and acts like she is innocent, which she definitely isn't. Amelia is tall, skinny, blonde with light blue eyes. Always wears fake lashes and a ton of make up, dressing in tight clothes. Where as I'm only five seven, have light brown hair and green eyes like my mom. I hate makeup and definitely do not wear what she does. I like to keep my body private. I'm not ashamed of what I have but I believe that the only persons who should see it are, myself and if one day down the line I meet a guy that I like then him too. I just want to get through school for now. 'argh I can't even concentrate on my work' flinging myself back, resting my head on my pillow I looked at the plain ass boring roof. I can already see, tomorrow is going to be fun (eye roll) 'argh the only people I can tolerate are two of my friends but even then sometimes I avoid them too' sitting back up, I looked around the plain large room. Seeing a picture on my dresser of mom and I, I stood up and walked towards it. Picking up the photo that sat in a silver frame, I ran my thumb over the glass. I can't wait to see her again. She understands who I am and I miss her. Talking to her just doesn't cut it.
Gently placing the photo back down, I moved back to my bed. If I can't concentrate, I may as well get some sleep.
Packing up my school books, I checked to make sure my alarm was set as I put my phone on charge then laid my head down on my pillow. I can't wait until I can finally move out of this house. It's so bland and so boring. Climbing in under the covers, I pulled them up over my body then closed my eyes. Hopefully I can get a decent amount of sleep.